Seungho stared at Mimi, smiling widely.   He was cuddled next to her, fully clothed, mind you erts. His gaze warmly examined Mimi's face, slightly reddening at her lips that were a bit puffy at the kissy kissy action they had.   She had fallen asleep in the midst of it, leaving Seungho disappointed and flabbergasted. 
  How does one fall asleep in y time with the Yang Seungho?   Obviously, this one.   But it didn't mind him that much.   He had plenty of y time for Mimi later.   Later as in the marriage life, you erts.   Seungho swept Mimi's hair away from her face, his arm cradling her delicately. She was strong, and tough, but she had gone through a lot these past few weeks.   Seungho bit his lips.   I intend to pay her back.       Mimi opened her eyes.    She blinked, then blinked again.    She faced the ceiling.    Then faced the figure next to her.   And screamed.   Her scream was muffled by Seungho's hand clamping over . Mimi blinked rapidly then broke into an embarrassed laugh. "Smorrphy." Mimi apologized, breaking into a hard laugh.   "What are you doing screaming like that?! I'm not ert!" Seungho scolded. Mimi raised her eyebrow. Seungho paused. "I'm not THAT of a ert." he corrected.   Mimi chuckled, trying to wriggle out of Seungho's arms.   Trying to.   She squinted her eyes and then turned her head back to Seungho.    "Let me go!" she pouted.   "No way." Seungho stuck out his tongue.    "Let the battles begin." Mimi warned, readying her position.   Seungho's grip tightened, already having an advantage with his strength.       "Why don't you just give up?" Seungho grinned, effortlessly holding on to the struggling Mimi.   "Oh c'mon!" Mimi groaned.   She collapsed, her arms giving out from under her. The strength seeped out of her arms, her limbs dangling from side to side off of the edge of the couch.   Seungho grinned mischievously, pulling Mimi back into his arms only resuming to cling on her again. Mimi pouted, poking Seungho on the crown of his head. "I said, take it slowly now didn't I?" Mimi scolded.   "It's been almost 3 years since dating!" Seungho complained, whining like a kid.   He wasn't used to having little to no skinship in his relationship, considering he had experienced girlfriends in the past.   By the first month, they'd be at first base. By the third month, they'd be at second base. By the first year, they'd be near the third base. And by the second year, well, let's just say it was a homerun.   But, this time was different.   Seungho always broke off relationships by the third or halfway to the second year, because none of them seemed... right.   However, with Mimi, not only was he genuinely happy, he wanted to make her his and his only. With his past lovers, he didn't really care, if he had thought carefully, not once was he jealous, or protective as much as he was with Mimi.   In fact, he probably wasn't much of a romantic boyfriend to his girlfriends at all. On the other hand, now? Even he was surprised at himself at his actions towards Mimi.   Mimi pouted, and Seungho smiled. "Cheeky old man!" Mimi stuck her tongue out.   "And who's the one dating this old man exactly?" Seungho smirked.   Mimi grumbled, unable to come up with any words. Seungho chuckled, patting her head.   He sat up, walking towards the kitchen. "Want some tea?" he grinned, searching through the cabinets.   Mimi blinked, laughing at the idea. "What's with you acting so familiar, huh?" Mimi shook her head, chuckling. She walked up to Seungho's side, leaning towards his direction, observing him quietly. "Perhaps.... You broke in?!" Mimi gasped, feigning shock.   Seungho rolled his eyes. Then he paused, and grinned.   "Maybe." he joked.   Mimi blinked at the response, then broke out into a wide smirk.   "You know, you really have nothing in here but flour. And that's not a lot either." Seungho commented.   "I don't make my food most of the times. If i do, I only buy small portions. Since I'm alone now anyways." Mimi stuck out her tongue.   Seungho inspected the cabinets once more, then turned to