"I pronounce you as husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." 

Myungsoo was smiling brightly and went forward to you.

He stole your first kiss.

It was a short kiss. But Kim ing Myungsoo is kissing you. BRUH.

-The night after-

"Are you done? I really need to talk to you right now." Myungsoo said from the bathroom door.

You heard him but you just ignored him. 

Seo Yeon, you ! Go out now, Don't act like an . GO!

You went out from the steamy toilet and sat down at the couch of the new house. A gift from Omma.

"I need you to listen to me." Myungsoo said.

"I'm listening."

"We both know that we don't have a special relationship between us,"

I really don't know why I cried all this time, to be honest.

"Yes. I have my own other half. But, we're married... There's no way I could get him."

"I know... But, if we can't  divorce. I'll make you fall in love with me."

"Pfftt. Are you kidding me?" You said with a laugh.

"I want this marriage to be a true marriage. I don't need any fake smile. I just need to make you get over Hoya,"

"Y-y-you know... How?"

"I can see your eyes looking at his face and his c-"

"Okay enough! You caught me. But, it was my mistake for not telling him. And I bet you can't make me get over him."

"Oh, I will. This time, I'll make you fall for me. By every angle."

"Hmmfh." You jeered. "Try me. I still want a divorce very soon."

Quickly, Myungsoo went on top of you and started kissing your lips and trailed to your collar bone. It was humid between you two. 

He's not a bad kisser. Who Am I kidding, he's good.

After a few minutes of struggles, he went off from you. 

Jeez, he is so desperate at kissing.

So, both of them went straight to bed. Facing the opposite sides, trying not to look at each other.