The lights flicked on.
CHO HEE’S POV
Maybe… just maybe, I’m dreaming. Part of me hopes for it, but majority of my whole being knows that I’m awake. No way.
The first thing my sight landed on… was the big banner on the staircase.
CONGRATULATIONS, BEST WISHES! :))
What the? At first I got really puzzled. Am I pregnant? For a congratulatory banner? But no. not until I saw the devil, sitting there on the table placed on a small platform, his face smug.
I got back to my senses after I felt nudging in my arm.
“Huh? Oh, Omma.” I forced a smile.
“AHHHH! My daughter in-law is so pretty.” Taemin’s mother approached me.
“Do you like it? We arranged a party for you two. And we invited all your friends!”
“What?!” Stupid reflex.
“Why, Honey? I thought you would like it.” Omonim pouted as Omma raised an eyebrow.
“O…Of Co..ourse. It’s brilliant.” OH MY GOSH.
“Good!” both of them smiled, dragging me to the table on the platform.
He glanced up at me and scowled.
How dare he? I don’t even like this idea.
I immediately forced a smile to my parents and sat down beside Taemin.
I nudged his elbow. No response. I nudged again. Total silence. why would he ignore me?
“Ya!” I cried.
“People turned their heads to look at me, particularly, us. He faced me wide-eyed and hissed through his teeth.
“Look at what you just did!”
I faced the crowd. “Ahahaha.” I gave them the “It’s nothing” chuckle. :| (Embarrassing)
Taemin stood up and cleared his throat. “Sorry folks, it’s just one of our cute little fights.” He then laughed and sat down.
The moment he was of reach, I pulled him near me.
“Cute little fights?!” I whispered harshly.
“What do you want me to do? You should thank me! I saved us both!” he rolled his eyes.
I scanned the room, looking at each one of the guests' faces. when my head turned to the devil's direction...
He kissed my cheeks, which made me flinch. He tucked some hair behind my ear, smiling.
I glared at him, boiling. But his eyes were fixed on a certain thing on my back. He was smiling and acting like I liked what he did.
He pulled me into a hug. The hell?
“They’re watching us, act now.” He whispered.
“Oh. Next time, act less than that! You babo.” I hissed.
The party was pure torture and embarrassment. So that’s why Suzy was in a hurry, because Mom called her. My mom is really so happy with this marriage, huh? We were dragged from place to place to entertain guests and give plastic smiles. Not to mention our acting as a real couple. This is really tiring. After hours of socializing, or so what you call it, maybe, torture, we called it a night.
All the guests have left. The house finally got some peace. The fluffy chair gave me the comfort I needed. I sat there, sprawling. My eyelids shut and finally, I felt temporary happiness.
“Omo! My daughter in-law is tired! Taemin-ah!” I quickly jerked up as I heard her. Taemin? why does she need to call him?
“Omonim, I’m really fine.” I smiled reassuringly.
Taemin arrived, literally dragging his legs towards us.
“Ne, Omma?” He sounds like a little boy. I giggled at the thought.
“Carry Cho Hee upstairs. She’s really tired.” Ca...carrry?!
“Mwoh?!” we both stared at her, wide-eyed. Taemin glared.
“I can walk, Omonim. That’s not necessary.” I smiled.
“Don’t bother, ChoHee-ah. At least I can see my son care for you.”
“But-“ I was stopped short.
“Of course, I will carry my soon to be wife.” He smiled his famous smile.
Then I realized why he acted like that. Both of our parents were there, looking at what was to happen next.
Taemin approached me, slipped his hands on my back and on the back of my knees, and lifted me up bridal style.
“Goodnight to both of you.” Appa chuckled.
“We’ll be leaving as soon as we finish here."
“Ne. Gomawo.” We both said, as we endured the awkward position.
The moment we turned our backs to our parents and started to near the room, he spoke.
“Not in any way. Put me down.”
“Easy there, wifey. They're still watching us. You know, you're really heavy."
"But... i'm not fat!" I protested, weird movements were made by my arms.
"Ya, you're so uneay! Aish!"
He switched his carrying position, and placed me on his shoulder. my butt was on level with his face, and my world was upside down.
"Hey!" i stayed still, admitting defeat.
We reached the master’s bedroom’s door a few moments after. He just stood there.
“Open the door.” I smugly spoke.
“Oh.” He awkwardly spit out as he twisted the knob. He can get really weird sometimes.
We got inside the big room. Taemin put me down on bed. i was about to stand up, when he locked me lying there with his arms gripping mine. Oh my gosh, this is awkward what is he doing? I looked at him, puzzled. We heard cars rushing away.
"Guess we're really alone, huh?" He smirked.
I just stared, wide-eyed.
"Hellooooooooo wifey, you still alive?"
"L..et g...go." The words won't come out properly.
"You're red as a tomato, wifey." He chuckled.
"Don't make fun of me. Let go now!"
He locked his gaze, his face inches away.
“Why are you here, by the way?” I inquired.
“Huh? Of course, I live here.” He answered sarcastically.
“Should you be in another room?”
“Another room?” he chuckled.
“Yes. And I want you to go out now.”
“You! Stubborn pervert.”
“Mwoh?!” He pinned me harder.
“Nothing.” I kicked his tummy and got up, turning around for the door. I'm not in a mood for arguing. “Im going to be so kind, to let you have this room.” I sarcastically said as I opened the door.
I could still hear his cries of pain.
But before i can practically get out of the room, he grabbed me.
"I just thought... we're husband and wife. Shouldn't we sleep together?" He raised his brow, teasing.
i stood there, surprised.
WHAT JUST GOT IN HIS MIND?! THIS GUY... IS HE RETARDED? OR JUST BORN PERVERT?
"Mwoh?! Are you crazy? Ya, Lee Taemin. We are not married, and... i am not sleeping with you even if we are!"
"But, jagiya... you just kicked me, you should pay." JAGIYA?! He looked at me intently, smiling.
"Please taemin, I'm not in the mood. if you want to embarass and tease me, do it some other time."
He stared wide-eyed, shocked with my straight answer. Frankly speaking, he looks cute like that. WHAT DID I JUST SAY?! oh, nevermind. Maybe I'm just sleepy, not my ownn self.
I slammed the door and got out. i never failed to hear his muffled laughter.
"Goodnight Wifey!" i could hear his muffled voice.
Aish! What a night.
Wee :)) 4th chappie done!
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