Baekhyun and Jieun started everything over; she successfully made Baekhyun into a decent man, her decent man to be exact. They had their own dreamed-café and arranged their marriage. Jieun still busy with her novels and Baekhyun busy with their café, yet they could always spare some time for each other. That afternoon, Jieun got back from a meeting with her editor, she then went straight to their café, Baekhyun was blabbering something. Once she heard it carefully, she couldn’t help but smile widely. Baekhyun was practicing his wedding-speech.

“I would like to thank everyone for coming to our wedding. For what can only be described as a whirlwind romance. Pause for laughter, ha ha. Seriously, when people ask how Jieun and I first met, I told them that we grew up together blablabla…”

“You’re not going to say blablabla on the day, are you?”

“You’re not supposed to be hearing this.”

“What if I have notes? Come on let me see.”

“No, no, no. When we’re married, you’re going to have to obey me.”

“Yeah, I’m sure that’s going to happen,” She was teasing him by ing his shirt one by one.

“What? Not again.”

“You don’t mind, do you?”

“No, I don’t mind, although, there are health and safety issues. I could lose my license.”

They had always been this playful and ended up with making love after that. It was on the daylight, the café had not opened yet, Baekhyun lifted Jieun up to the kitchen table. He started to kiss her, hands on her tiny waist, caressing her soft milky thighs. She circled her arms around his neck; the kiss was mild then turned into the passionate one once Jieun couldn’t help but moan under Baekhyun’s touch. He bit her lower lip then roamed her cavern before trailing kisses to her neck, Jieun loved neck-kissing and Baekhyun had always been an expert with this. Jieun’s moan was getting louder as she hissed lightly because Baekhyun kept teasing her. He flashed a smudgy smirk to her before brought his lips back on hers, this make out time ended, both of them panting then he planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

“I love you, Ji.”