L’s POV

I looked up from my plate to see Mi Young sitting across from my wifey (yeah, that’s what I decided to call her from now on.)

*This isn’t gonna be pretty*

“It’s nice to see you don’t eat with your hands.”

*What is WRONG with that girl?*

~~~ smiled.

*She should smile more often.*

Mi Young turned her gaze on me.

*Oh crap*

“Oppa, aren’t you afraid to be sitting so close to her? She could have some sort of disease.”

*Aww , that’s it*

I stood up from my seat; all eyes were me. I didn't give a damn though.

“YOU, I thought I told you to keep your mouth shut.”

Sungyeol shot up too, “You don’t even deserve to be insulting her.”

“Opp-a? Why you too?”

Sungyeol scoffed.

“This is YOUR fault, you should’ve stayed in the streets were you belonged.” She glared at my wifey.

“YAH!” I yelled.

Before ~~~~~ could get up too, cold water was thrown at her.

I looked at her concerned; she shot up in her seat.

Before I could wring Mi young’s neck, ~~~~~~~~~ grabbed a glass of water, and threw it at Mi Young.

“AGHHHH! YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!”

“No? Watch me do it again!”

~~~~ threw another glass at Mi Young.

“IT’S SOO ON!” Mi young another glass of water and threw it at ~~~~~~~~.

I pulled ~~~~ behind me, as the cold water splashed against my skin.

“OPPA, I’m SO SORRY!” Mi Young squealed. 

Now it was Dongwoo’s turn to stand up, he took a bowl of soup in his hand, and chugged it towards Mi Young, only, she ducked.

The soup went sailing over Mi Young, and hit the maid behind her.

“FOOD FIGHT!” Sungyeol yelled.

*Way to help the situation genius...*

In a matter of minutes, food was sailing in the air from all directions.

I took my wife’s hand, and pulled her down.

“You okay?”

She drained the water from her hair, “Just peachy honey.”

I laughed.

“HEY!” A soaking Mi Young stood over us.

*This girl just doesn’t GIVE UP.*

I covered ~~~~’s head as Mi Young chugged a bowl of cheese fondue towards her.

No one’s POV

After a good hour of food sailing in the air, the guests ran out of food to throw.

Taking a good look at their bodies, all of them screamed in digust and quickly went home to clean themselves up.

Even Mi Young left…

Well, she was dragged out by Woohyun =.=.

The only people left in the dining room were Infinite, ~~~~, a few maids, and grandpa.

L’s POV

I stood there on the floor, covered in crap.

“YOU!”

*What now?!*
I turned around to face grandpa, he was covered in…well, everything.

*Aww , he looks pissed.*

I stood up.

“Yeah?”
“THAT WAS…the most fun I’ve had all year.”

*Did he get hit on the head?*
Grandpa laughed.

He turned to my wifey, who was making an attempt to stand back up, though she kept on slipping on her heels.

“And YOU!”
She fell back, landing on her , and looked up with a scared face.

*She’s too cute…*

“Yes-s?”
“Welcome to the family!”

“Come again?”

Grandpa laughed again (I swear that’s like a record), and walked out the door.

She looked at me, I shrugged my shoulders.

I walked over to her and helped her up.

SEE, I can be helpful!

She took off her heels. “I’m gonna go take a shower.”

“Need help?”

“No thanks…honey.” She smiled.

I smirked.

“I’m smiling, that alone should scare you.”

I rolled my eyes.

“See you in bed~”
She turned and stuck out her tongue. She then bowed to Infinite.

*Oh yeah…they’re still here.*

“Hyung, I think I’m in love with your wife.” Sungyeol muttered, a dreamy expression on his face.

“You wanna die?”

He shrugged his shoulders.

“Me too…” Woohyun muttered.

“Make that 3…” Dongwoo said.

“4!” Sungjong raised his hand.

Hoya and Sunggyu looked at each other, shrugged, and then raised their hands, “Us too.”

“YAH!”