Kris and me were currently at the grocery store while the twins were at my mom's. Instead of having her coming to our house to visit her grandchildren like she usually does, we decided to go over there for a change and since it was Kris' day off, it couldn't be more perfect. We were sent to buy ingredients for lunch by my mom while her and my dad watched the twins. I was standing in the spiced section, looking for want my mother wanted when I heard shuffling footsteps behind me. Thinking it was Kris, I turned around to greet him but froze when I saw instead, the unfamiliar faces of three young boys.

“Hi.” They greeted, large grins slowly growing on their faces.
“Um, hello.” I responded unsure and glanced at each of their faces.
“You're really pretty.” One who had bright red hair and headphones around his neck commented.
“Really, really pretty.” Another with blonde hair that was gelled up in the front added.
“Like actress material pretty. Beautiful actually.” The last one who had dark brown hair and glasses chimed.
“Thank you.” I replied and took a step back when I realized that they had taken a few steps closer to me.
“Can we know how old you are?” The one with glasses asked.
“26.” I answered and glanced around, hoping that Kris would appear soon since the attention I was currently receiving was not very enjoyable.
“So you're our noona!” Red hair boy joyfully expressed. “Daebak, you don't even look that old!”
“You only look like you're 20 like us.” The one with the glasses stepped up to me and told.
The one with the blonde hair fervently nodded his head in agreement, “Oldest 22.”
I forced myself to smile at the three younger boys, “Uh, thank you.”
“So noona do you want to hang out with us today? We're going to the cinema and we wou-” Before the one with black hair could even finish his sentence, someone cleared their throat loudly behind me. I turned around to see Kris murderously glaring at the three young boys.
“Oppa!” I exclaimed in relief, quickly running over to his side and firmly holding onto his arm.
“Wah, you're really tall.” The three random boys uttered in amazement.
Kris' lip twitch in dislike and he cast a side glance at me, “Who are these guys?” I shrugged my shoulders and watched as Kris narrowed his eyes at the three boys, protectively moving me to stand behind his large frame.
“We were just talking to this pretty, pretty noona.”
“Noona is so pretty.” 

I saw Kris' jaw clenching and heard a small growl escaping pass his lips. “Oppa.” I gently called out, warning him not to overreact.
"This. Pretty. Noona." Kris venomously spat out each word. "Is. My. Wife. Who happens to be the mother of my twins."
“Wah-”
“Dude, she's really hot for a mom.” The one with red hair whispered into the ear of his friends.
“You better back off or I'll make you back off.” Kris threatened and took a daunting step forward.
“Sorry! We'll go away!” They yelped and frantically ran off off. “May you live a long happy life with each other!”

Once the three young boys left, I released a big sigh in relief, “Glad that's over.”
Kris swiftly turned around to face me and with a deep frown still etched on his face, he grasped my hand and began pulling me in a random direction. Leading me until we were in a secluding area of the market, he released my hand and glared down at me, “You're too hot to be a mom.”
“What?” I asked in confusion. What in the world is this man talking about?
“Tone everything down from now on.” He ordered while gesturing to my body with his hands.
“Again, what?” I repeated my question, still as confused as before.  
“This shirt, these pants.” Kris pointed out, tugging on my shirt and pulling at the waistband of my jeans. “They're too revealing and form fitting. You're a married woman and a mother to twins, you should not still be getting hit on!” He expressed in complete annoyance and discomfort. “Just wear my clothes out next time. They'll cover everything.”
I looked down at my attire in confusion. My pants were fitting yes but by no means were they like skinny jeans where it hugged all my curves. They were just jeans that fit correctly and comfortably. And my shirt, it was loose and it showed a bit of chest but nothing extreme. It was just a regular shirt. I raised an eyebrow, “You want me to be a nun?” Kris shot me a glare and his frown only growing more if that was even possible. I bit my lip to hold in my laughter, holding onto Kris' arm once more, “Oppa, those guys were way younger than me. They were only in college. Why are you getting jealous over them?”
“You getting hit on by young, college students is amusing to you?” He shot, clearing not amused by the situation as much as I was. “Are you trying to follow the older women, younger men trend? Because if you think you can get away from me, you better think again Wu ~~~. I've said it once and I'll say it again, you're stuck with me for the rest of your life and any other lives after that so deal. I spent years going after you, I'm not losing you without a fight.”
I couldn't help but laugh at that. I encircled my arms around his waist from the side and hugged him tightly, “You're so cute oppa.”
“Don't try to sweet talk me.” Kris said, refusing to give in. “Why'd you eve