Minho was just back from work when he found his spouse swaying around the kitchen. Jinki, who wear only Minho's big white hoodie seems didn't notice his husband already home. He's too busy cooking while dancing along the music he hummed. Minho of course enjoying the show a lot, he leaned on the door frame, while unbotton his shirt. His eyes fixed on the smooth y thighs of Jinki.

Jinki shuffling to the fridge, bent down a bit to reach the low shelf. Minho widened his eyes as he realize that Jinki wear nothing below. His spouse firm exposed right in front of him. Minho couldn't hold it anymore and..

SLAP! 

"Oww!!" Jinki startled, he stand up straight while turn around. "M-minho ? Since when you're home ? He asked stutter with a blush on his cheeks. 

"Sinces some minutes ago." Minho answered with a smirk. 

Jinki blushed even more. He tried to pull down the hem of the hoodie. 

"What are you doing ?" Jinki turned to the side to hide his red cheeks.

"Before ? Slapping your ?" Minho said with innocent tone.

"Ish pabo.. that's... it's red pabo." Jinki rubbed his while pouted.

"Oh really ?" A smirk grew wider on Minho's lips. He lifted the hem of the hoodie to peek in.

"Yah!" fastly Jinki slapped his husband hand. "Go away, Minho. I have to cook, you said you want kimchi stew for dinner right ?" Jinki moved away but Minho strong arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer.

"Don't wanna ~ " Minho whispered to Jinki's ear in seducetive tone. "I would like to have my dessert first."

"Aish.. Minho." Jinki blushes even more. He struggled in Minho's arms. 

Minho fastly lifted Jinki and carried him with bridal style. He couldn't help but smile saw Jinki's red face. "How can you be so cute and y at the same time?" a soft kisses planted on Jinki's neck.

"Oh god..." a low moan escaped from Jinki's lips. In the end, Jinki gave up and let Minho carry him to their bedroom. Tangled off the only clothing he wear.