Finally, they were back home.

The limo rolled to a stop as they reached the mansion L.Joe and Mihye were going to be staying at, and L.Joe nudged her gently. "Hey. We're here." He told her, before getting off the car himself, not bothering to open the door for her or get her luggage.

Mihye rubbed her eyes tiredly and squinted at the house. She blinked and rubbed her eyes again. And again.

Cycle repeat.

Her eyes widened and she let out a gasp. "That's our house?" she whispered in awe. "That's not a house! That's almost a palace! And only me and Byunghun oppa, together with the maids and butlers are staying there right?"

The chauffeur looked at her from the rear mirror. "It's the Lees, missy. They won't accept any house less grand than this. I think you should go in to rest, you look tired. Do you need help with your bags?"

"No thank you." Mihye sent him a smile before lugging her own luggage and scurrying behind L.Joe. She was afraid she might get lost in this horrifyingly big place. It was too big to be true. It looked like something printed on a Carribean postcard.

They went into the house where L.Joe automatically plopped himself on the couch, while Mihye began busying herself with the unpacking of the stuff. She placed the gifts in order. For parents, relatives, L.Joe's friends and her friends.

Once again, L.Joe was impressed at how she even thought to buy things for the Teen Top members when he didn't think about it himself.

They were surprised when a high pitched voice rang throughout the mansion. "ANNYEONG MY LOVELIESSS~~" Mrs Lee and Mrs Choi appeared out of nowhere.

"Umma! Omonim!" Both L.Joe and Mihye scrambled up to bow at both of them.

"No need to be so formal. We're all family now." Mrs Lee tutted her lips and looked at Mihye. She tilted Mihye's face left and right and frowned. "Why Mihye ah, you still look as skinny as you did before you went for the honeymoon a week ago!" she complained.

Mrs Choi shook her head. "I don't think you gain weight that quickly when you're pregnant, Mrs Lee. When I was pregnan-" she began blabbering, when L.Joe cleared his throat. Mihye blinked confusedly at them, not getting what they were saying, and L.Joe thanked the heavens for that.

"Anyway, where are you two here, Umma and omonim?" he asked.

"Aww we couldn't wait to see you two." Mrs Lee grinned at her son. "We missed you, you see. And we wanted to help you to move into your new home, if you needed help. How's the honeymoon, son?" she asked, biting her lips to keep her desire in.

L.Joe raised his brows. *So that's what it's all about.*

He walked smoothly to Mihye and slung his arm around her shoulder. "It was great. We got to know each other very well." he grinned. "Mihye bought me a tie I can wear to work. I'm going to wear it tomorrow."

Mihye nodded. "Yeah. And Byunghun oppa bought me this bracelet." she held out her wrist.

"AWWWWIEEE~~" the two mothers squealed like a bunch of fangirls and fanned themselves. "Already on 'oppa' terms! The honeymoon must have been really passionate huh?" Mrs Choi giggled and fanned herself.

"Well, Mrs Choi I think we shouldn't disturb the newly weds anymore." Mrs Lee pulled Mrs Choi away. "Bye Byunghun! Bye Mihye! Have fun tonight!" she wriggled her brows suggestively before disappearing through the door.

L.Joe smacked his forehead, ashamed at his mother was so . He looked at Mihye who still seemed to be confused at what the two ladies were saying from before. "It's okay. Don't bother about what they were saying." he told her firmly. "Erase everything."

Mihye blinked, but nodded. L.Joe nodded. "Good." he looked around. "Kevin hyung?"

A cute looking but skinny guy came out, bowing. "Byunghun, Mihye sshi. You're back." he smiled, his gaze lingering on Mihye.

"Yeah. Nice to be back, hyung." L.Joe grinned. "Can you bring Mihye to her room? Oh and did both our moms go up to the second floor? They didn't see that we have separate rooms, did they?" he asked, anxious.

Kevin shook his head. "No they don't know yet." he told him. "I had a hard time keeping those two away." he looked at Mihye with a smile and took her luggage. "Your room?"

Mihye nodded and folllowed behind him, gasping in awe at the different art pieces around the house. She passed by a painting and gasped. "Is this the actual copy of Nick Schlee's Green Tunnel? Wow! It's amazing!" she looked at it, wide eyed.

Kevin looked at her in surprise. "You know him?"

"Of course! He's one of my favourite modern art painters." she grinned.

Kevin smiled, appreciation doubling in him. Nick Schlee was his favourite painter as well.

Seeing her again like this, in casual clothes and no make up, in contrast to her beautiful wedding gown, didn't cause Kevin to think she was any less beautiful than her wedding day. In fact, he thought she looked more beautiful like this, at ease and without tears running down her face.

He had thought of her for the entire week they were away on the honeymoon, wondering what kind of person she was like. He had even counted down to when they were coming back because he couldn't wait to see her.

He never met someone as beautiful and captivating as Mihye, but he told himself time and time again that she belonged to L.Joe, that they were in love.

It was proven once again when he witnessed the scene just moments ago in the living room with Mrs Lee and Mrs Choi. L.Joe and Mihye had obviously gotten close through the honeymoon, and she even called her husband oppa. L.Joe didn't give girls gifts, and he even bought a bracelet for Mihye.

That shows how loving the couple was.

Kevin sighed, getting a little jealous. He nearly passed by Mihye's room and had to stop in his tracks all of a sudden, causing Mihye to bump into his back lightly. "Ah mianhae! I didn't know we reached your room already!" he turned red, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

Mihye giggled. "It's okay." she looked at her room. "This is my room?" she asked curiously.

Kevin nodded, smiling. "Byunghun's room is there beside yours. This is your room. If there's anything you don't like about it, you can tell me and I'll change it for you immediately." he said, anxious.

Mihye shook her head. "No need. It's wonderful as it is already." she smiled warmly. "Thank you Kevin oppa."

Kevin blinked. "O-oppa?" he stuttered.

"You're older than me right?" Mihye beamed. "Byunghun oppa calls you hyung so you must be older than me. I'll call you oppa and you call me Mihye alright? No need to be so formal."

"A-arraso." Kevin gulped, his heart pounding. "If you need anything, just tell me, Mihye ssh-.. i mean, Mihye."

Mihye nodded, sending a little wave. Kevin felt his cheeks reddening and he rushed out of the room, fanning himself. *She belongs to Byunghun. She belongs to Byunghun.* he repeated in his mind.