“Omo! Ahjumma! What time is it?” you panicked when you realized the sun has fallen down.
“7:30 my dear, why?” your eyes practically widen when you heard the time.
“my husband is seriously going to flip out!” you hurriedly pick up your pouch and the plastic of tteokbokki after paying the food you just ate and went outside desperately waving your hand to hail a taxi, thankfully, there are several taxis around and someone stopped immediately and went inside. You open the window and shouted.
“Thank you ahjumma!!” you waved and smile even though you’re hiding the erratic beating of your heart.
You keep tapping your knees and it’s making the driver irritated at the ‘tap tap’ sound.
You arrived in front of your house, paid the driver and saw Myungsoo already getting to his car, you tilted your head in confusion and approached his car before he can turn on the ignition.
The moment he saw you his eyes hardened but you can see that his eyes are filled with relief.
He turn of the head lights and stormed out of the car.
“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?” he asked with gritted teeth. *uh-oh. He doesn’t look happy*
you noticed that he’s still wearing a suit and a tie, with a messed hair. *oh god, how come he can look so hot right now, especially when he’s mad. And what am I thinking?*
you ‘sshheed’ your conscience and Myungsoo raised an eyebrow seeing you talk to yourself.
“yah, I’m talking to you” he said coldly. *oh yeah he’s back on being a jerk, totally forgot about that.*
a strong breeze blew and you shivered. Myungsoo face palmed and sighed. He take off his coat and put it to your shoulder.
“let’s get inside” he put a secured arms around you and lead you inside.
Once inside he started bombarding you questions.
“where have you been?!, don’t you know what time is it?! I almost lost my mind when I came home and you’re not here!, you’re pregnant! What could have happen if you slip or something?” his chest heaved up and down trying his best to calm down but obviously failed.
“I, err--.. I was hungry and I craved for tteokbokki so I went to ahjumma since I can’t find anything right here to cook that and I also tried calling you, but you didn’t answer my calls” you pouted and looked down. Seeing you like this made his anger ebb away but his eyes traveled lower and noticed that the side of your foot is bleeding.
“what happened to that?!” he shouted again and pointed to your bleeding foot.
“omo! I didn’t noticed that maybe when I tripped—“ you gasped when you realized what you have just said. He was a seething volcano.
“you tripped!?” you were sweating nonstop seeing him so mad and you can imagine smoke coming out from his nose and ears.
“I was just—well… tteokbokki?” can’t think of anything to say you presented the poor plastic of tteokbokki you were holding and smiled awkwardly. He shut his eyes in irritation and sighed he opened them again and left the living room heading for the bedroom.
You stood there looking around hoping that he would comeback but he didn’t.
*he really is mad*
You put the tteokbooki inside the fridge and went to the bedroom, you slowly—very slowly, opened the door and peeked inside, it was dark but you decided not to open it, knowing Myungsoo he doesn’t want to talk to you right now. You spotted his silhouette on the veranda bending his arms on the cold metal his hands placed to his lips. you walked to the bathroom and took a hot bath, thinking of ways to calm your furious husband.
After washing up, you wear your night dress and dried your hair a little bit with a sigh you step out of the bathroom and look around, light’s off. Myungsoo is still on the veranda. You decided to approach him, the scene is like a déjà vu. He’s mad, on the veranda looking up the stars, you approaching him from behind wrapping your arms around him tightly, smelling his scent, it made you blush knowing what happened after that.
“hey” you softly called out wrapping your arms around him from behind burying your face to his back his faint perfume alluring you. He didn’t look behind knowing it was you.
“talk to me” you mumbled. No answer.
“please?” still no answer.
“hubby” he can feel your lips pouting and he tried his best not to smile but you spotted his dimple popping out.
“I’m sorry I went out without you, I’m sorry I was too clumsy that I tripped, I’m sorry that I’m making you worried” you said with sincerity, but you still got no answer.
“I’m sorry, Myungsoo” giving up, you let go of his body and went inside settling yourself in the bed and closed your eyes. *I guess he needs some space, I hope everything will be fine tomorrow*
You’ve been lying there for half an hour still you can’t find a good sleep, eyes closed. Myungsoo already entered the room a minute ago and you can hear his feet thumping the floor and some ruffling.
Your head is getting hazy and sleep is slowly calling you, but then you felt someone grab your foot knowing those hands.
“hey what are you doing” you finally open your eyes and sat up. His hair still wet and he changed to his casual clothes for sleeping, beside him is a first aid kit. You tried to pull your foot but his glare stopped you from doing so, he put some ointment to your foot you squirmed at the stinging feeling and pouted.
Myungsoo noticed it and blew some air to your wound. You can’t help but study his features again, seeing his perfect face and everything you can’t help but fall inlove with him deeper.
He didn’t even say a word and clean up after putting some plaster to your wound. *silent treatment, the thing I hated the most*
You lied to the bed again and wrapped the blanket around you.
Myungsoo went out of the bedroom and you instantly close your eyes, you expected him to sleep at the couch but you felt the bed bounce a little sensing that Myungsoo has climb the bed.
He pulls the blanket so it can cover him also, he faced you and he knows you’re pretending to sleep.
You gasped as you felt his arms strongly wrapped around your waist pulling you closer to him.
“I know you’re not asleep” he chuckled deeply. You made a face with your eyes still closed.
“I’m sorry I shouted at you.” he kissed your forehead.
“and, apology accepted. You know I can’t stay mad at you” he hugged you closer to him that your nose almost touched his chest.
His manly scent filling your nose that made your mind a bit hazy again but a question suddenly popped to your head.
“how’s the first day of work?” your voice came out as a whisper, you were tired and sleepy after all.
“as that tomorrow, it’s already late. And I’m so dead tired” he said in a husky voice mixed with tiredness.
You nodded and said,
“I love you”
“I love you too” he kissed your hair and with the last sniff of your sweet scent he closed his eyes and hugged you tighter.
“goodnight Myungsoo” you can’t help but smile knowing that you’re forgiven already.
SORRY I DID NOT UPDATE YESTERDAY, SOMETHING CAME UP. I'M REALLY REALLY REALLY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY....*DANCES SORRY SORRY*
I HOPE YOU LIKE THE UPDATE ^^
THANKS GUYS AND, AS PROMISED THE SEQUEL IS SET BACK TO PRIVATE ^^
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FOREWORD FOR MY NEXT MYUNGSOO FIC. (SOON TO BE POSTED. AFTER THE SEQUEL) PLEASE DON'T TRY TO COPY THIS PLOT LIKE EXACTLY THIS KIND OF PLOT, MAYBE YOU CAN, BUT IT DEPENDS HOW YOU CAN MAKE THE STORY FLOW :)
Well, He’s COLD. (That’s what everyone describe him)
He has a temper, but he knows how to manage it. at least he has patience.
He hates girls who are ready to give everything just to get his attention.
He has 6 bestfriends.
You’re colder. Everyone calls you a for having a very bad attitude. Perfect description of BADASS.
Despite your hot look, you’re a cold hearted stone on the inside.
You're ignorant as well, ignorance is your bestfriend.
Patience doesn’t exist on your vocabulary.
You’re not rich, thanks to your so called ‘parents’ for having the stupid will on keeping you and raising you up together with your so called ‘sister’
You’re a tough girl through your words and attitude, but you can’t start a good fight because you’re still a girl.
You hated everyone, your parents, especially the rich ones. You hated them for ruining your life.
You don’t have any friends, if the thug counts, then you have some.
HOW WILL FATE PLAY ON THIS TWO KIND OF PERSON WHO ALMOST HAVE THE SAME PERSONALITY?
WHAT IF FATE CHOSE THEM TO BE THE ONE FOR EACH OTHER? HOW WILL THEIR FEELINGS DEVELOP?
HE’S RICH, SHE HATES RICH PEOPLE. SHE’S A TOUGH ONE.
THE MOMENT HE SAW HOW TOUGH YOU ARE, HE STARTED TO HAVE INTEREST IN YOU.
WILL YOUR HEART AND HIS REMAIN FROZEN? OR WILL IT START TO SOFTEN AND WARM UP AS FATE CHALLENGES THE BOTH OF YOU.
CALLING EXO FANS!! SPECIALLY KAI BIASED (LIKE ME)
CHECK OUT THIS VIDEO FIC (FROM ONE OF MY FRIENDS) OF HIM WHEREIN EVERY CHAPTER THERE IS A VIDEO.. I KNOW! UNIQUE RIGHT!
LOVE LETTER<-- CLICK!
AND ALSO THIS ONE...
DEFINITION OF ANNOYING IS KAI<--CLICK!