“Channie, can you help me with the zipper, please? I can’t quite reach it.”

Himchan’s eyes sparkled at the sight of his wife in front of the mirror as she struggled with her dress. He couldn't help but stare at her exposed back, a small yet sly smile slowly creeping across his face. The view in front of him was temptingly y. Oh how badly he wanted to touch and caress her soft, milky skin with his fingers, with his lips.

It was he, himself, who bought that dress for her not too long ago. It’s just a simple, dark teal coloured dress with a vintage inspired floral print, and it has a really beautiful shaped skirt – that’s definitely made for twirling. Himchan was very satisfied with his choice as she looked extraordinarily stunning in it, but at that moment, to him, she would look much better without it. Much, much, much better.

CL continued to struggle with the zipper and was slowly becoming frustrated. She snapped her head around, wondering what was taking her husband so long, only to find him staring at her body with a cheeky grin on his face. She knew. She knew exactly what her husband was thinking or more likely imagining right at that moment. He was literally drooling over her, for crying out loud! CL just heaved a sigh, shaking her head in amusement.

“I know I’m y, stop staring,” she scoffed, bringing Himchan back from his trance.

Himchan chuckled sheepishly when he finally realised what he was doing and started walking closer towards her, reaching out for the zipper. To CL’s surprise however, instead of zipping it up, he’s zipping it all the way down. She gasped, her eyes suddenly widened but before she could even react any further, his fingers were already traveling down her spine – slowly and tenderly – sending thousands of electrical shock all over her body.

“Too y,” he whispered with that dangerously y, deep voice of his before leaving a trail of light kisses down her neck.

A soft moan escaped her lips and Himchan just smirked against her skin, very pleased with how his wife reacted to his touches. She wanted him just as he wanted her, and that was enough for him to lose all of his patience and willpower that he had been holding back for the past thirty minutes. Gently, he slid the dress off of her body as he continued placing butterfly kisses on her neck and shoulders, his hands were busy appreciating her y curves. CL instinctively tilted her neck to the side to give him more access, her right hand slowly reaching up, tugging his hair.

“C-Channie,” she moaned softly, “We c-can’t. N-not now.”

As much as she was enjoying the pleasure he was giving her, she wanted to stop. Not because she didn’t like it, though. She liked it. No, she loved it. But the problem was, they had guests waiting for them outside. It was the twins’ third birthday and the couple was throwing a big birthday bash for their beloved boys. As usual, a huge crowd was invited to the party – both children and adults.

So the mere thought of having people roaming around in their household while the couple were making love in their bedroom was rather disturbing to CL. But her husband begged to differ. Himchan, being the stubborn he was, just ignored his wife as his hands slowly reached the clasp of her bra and unhooked it, sliding it off of her.

“They can wait.”

There he went again, whispering to her ears ily while his hands fondled her mounds, kneading them tenderly. That sent her over the edge and before he knew it, Himchan was pushed roughly against the wall. He couldn’t help but chuckle looking at how impatient his wife was as she literally ripped his white, buttoned-up shirt apart.

“I thought you didn’t want to?” he cocked an eyebrow teasingly.

“Shut up, Channie, or you won’t get anything from me,” she retorted with a sly smirk as she left a trail of kisses along his chest to his abdomen before reaching for his belt buckle.

Himchan chuckled once again. He’s totally enjoying this. It always turns him on whenever CL’s being impatient and needy like this. Always. He loves how she could turn from a shy and sweet girl to a total beast whenever they’re having, what Himchan would call, their y time in just a split second. It’s unbelievably y.

“That was my favourite shirt, though. An expensive one too.”

“I said,” she stood up, pressing their bodies together as she kissed him rather roughly, “Shut. Up.”

“Hmm, feisty. I love it.”

***

“Mommy!” cried Haneul and Hanbyul in unison as they ran towards CL and Himchan, a little too excited to see their parents.

Both boys jumped straight into CL’s hands, completely ignoring the welcoming hands of their father, much to Himchan’s dismay. Haneul and Hanbyul immediately showered their mother’s face with kisses and CL couldn’t help but giggle at their cuteness.

“Aigo, looks like my birthday boys miss their mommy,” she cooed as she hugged her boys tightly, squishing their chubby cheeks against hers.

Himhcan, who was standing beside them and completely forgotten, couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of the three. Well, very jealous to be quite exact. The man pouted in dissatisfaction with the lack of love and/or attention he received from his boys. And also his girl. It seemed like the three were in their own little world and he wasn’t even invited. Daehyun and Youngjae, two of the many witnesses of the scene, approached their hyung with a sympathetic smile. “Hyung, it’s okay,” Daehyun patted his back softly, “You can always make more babies. Just make sure you won’t have more boys or you’ll end up being forever alone,” Youngjae added, laughing with all his might as if it were the funniest thing on earth.

Sigh. Himchan should’ve known better than to expect sympathy from them. The two would always end up making fun of him rather than trying to cheer him up. It’s not like they didn’t feel sorry for him, they did. It’s just that, teasing Himchan was even more fun to do. The look on his face whenever they was epic! Priceless!

Annoyed, Himchan kicked them rather hard in their shins causing the two to yelp in pain. Everyone in the room laughed at the scene. Everyone except CL. Her face was rather straight, almost expressionless, and that scared Himchan a little bit. He knew that she wasn’t that fond of what he just did to his friends. And before he could apologise or defend himself, he was suddenly kicked at the exact same spot he had kicked Daehyun and Youngjae just a minute ago not once, but twice.

This time, CL joined all their guests, laughing their hearts out. Himchan was about to explode but immediately softened when he saw his boys looking up at him, giggling adorably. No matter how annoying they could be, his sons never ever fail to melt his heart. How they squint their eyes every time they smile or laugh. How Haneul scrunches his nose when he’s angry. How Hanbyul pokes his own dimples unconsciously whenever he thinks. Everything they do will always be adorable in his eyes.

“That’s for kicking my Daehyun hyung!”

“And for kicking my Youngjae hyung!”

Haneul stuck his tongue out at his dad, followed by his younger twin brother, Hanbyul, before running to and hiding behind their mother. Himchan pouts his lips cutely, hoping that his wife would defend him or something. But all that he got was a laugh. CL was laughing at him! Not satisfied with her reaction, Himchan stomped his way towards the living room and plopped himself on the sofa, in between the newlywed couple, Yongguk and Dara, and sighed in defeat.

Yes, everyone. Yongguk and Dara were now an officially married couple after around two years of an on-again, off-again relationship. Those two were probably the most bipolar couple, much to everyone’s surprise. People really thought that they would hit it off on the spot but no, they seemed to enjoy the cat-and-mouse game a little bit too much until one day, Yongguk found out that another idol had his eyes on his woman. That totally drove him over the edge and he proposed to Dara on that very day itself, and the rest was history.

Meanwhile, CL noticed the sad expression on her husband’s face and couldn’t help but feel rather guilty. She let out a heavy sigh before calling the twins for some mommy-to-sons talk. “Boys, that was not nice. Go and say sorry to your dad, or you won’t get your birthday presents.”

“But eomma-”

“No buts! Your dad has prepared something really special for the two of you so go on, apologise. Or I’ll give your presents to your Jongup and Zelo hyung instead, do you want that?”

Both Haneul and Hanbyul immediately straightened themselves up and shook their heads vigorously upon hearing that their gifts were to be given to Jongup and Zelo instead – their two biggest enemies. Who would have thought that the twins would not get along with the maknae line. Very unexpected, right? Well, maybe because both Jongup and Zelo were still quite young themselves, and they kind of have the same thinking levels as the twins, even though they’re already in their early twenties.

“Then, go on, apologise to your daddy.”

With that, the two little boys immediately rushed to the living room and before Himchan could even notice, the twin brothers suddenly jumped onto their father’s lap, startling him. “Daddy, Haneul and Hanbyul are really sorry,” the twins apologised simultaneously before pulling their father into a tight hug.

Himchan was actually quite taken aback by his boys’ sudden action but his heart immediately softened when he saw their beautiful faces. Just like earlier, he could never stay mad at his sons for so long. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around the two boys and tightened their hug, literally squeezing the twins. “Aigo, how can daddy stay mad at my boys when you’re being too cute like this, huh? Just promise me that you won’t kick me again, okay?”

“Promise!” the twins said in unison once again, causing the father to giggle in delight.

“But daddy, is it true that we are going to have a little sibling soon?”

“W-what did you say?” Himchan asked with widened eyes.

Haneul’s question really caught his father off guard. Himchan looked at CL who was sporting the same stunned expression as he was and their cheeks suddenly turned red at the thought of their y time just a while ago. “Yeah, daddy! We were about to go to your room just now but Uncle Seungri told us not to disturb you if we wanted to have a little sibling,” Hanbyul explained further.

Oh. My. God!

Seungri knew! He knew about their y time!

And the blush on the couple’s cheeks just couldn’t get any brighter.