-Kim so eun POV 

"See I told you, you'd look great in my shirt." He says, very satisfied with me finally complying to his demand. 

"Oppa isn't this too much?" I ask looking down my body. 'Its like I'm wearing a one piece' I thought. 

"No why? In one of your dramas, you were wearing some other guy's jacket, so why can't you wear my shirt? I'm your husband after all" oppa argues relentlessly. He's being ordering absurd demands ever since he started watching my dramas. 

"But oppa, that was for a drama, this isn't..." I retort, not willing to give up, but honestly I'm on the verge of giving in, I'm just so tired and I'm coming down with a fever from the lack of sleeps due to filming the drama and movie. 

"So? And think about it this is a benefit to the both of us and the world." He insists. 
"How?" I ask, completely confuse and slightly intrigued. 
"Well we aren't wasting to much money on clothes, which is financially and fashionably beneficial. You look great in my clothes, benefit for you and well the benefit for me is that now you have my scent all over all, so others guys can stay the hell away from you." He answers with a wide grin. 
"You know, it likes I'm always with you now" he adds. 

"Oppa stop it... That's really weird" I plead. 
"Okay okay, fine I'll wear your shirt from now on." I cave. 

Oppa is dressed in a simple black tank top and a grey sleeping pants, while I wore his white v-neck t-shirt and black shorts. Oppa's shirt is way too big for me so I had to tuck in the front bit, leaving the back side hanging down to the middle of my thighs. The sleeves that only reaches the middle of his biceps when he wears the shirt, now loosely lingers down to my elbows. 

'Aigoo, him and his cheesy pick up lines.' I thought silently as we move to sit comfortably on the couch. 

Oppa has his arms spread wide on the couch like always and I ended up leaning onto his left arm a bit by instinct. 

"Ya, oppa is trying to be romantic with you and you say it's weird. Agh...really..." Jae rim oppa says in a defeated tone, turning his head to the left, only to look down at me. 

"But it's so cheesy. Super cringing." I reason, facing him and showing him my tightly curled hands. 

"Well then you try be romantic, since mine is so cringing. I bet you can't be romantic for even a day, if it's not in a script." He challenge, his eyes fill with mischievous.  

"Fine and if I win, you...you have to give me a key." I tell him. 

"Okay, but what is the key for?" He ask in utter confusion. 

"I'll tell you when I win" I dismiss him. 

"Well then, if I win, you my darling wife, you have to....kiss me, on the lips, none of those kiddie ones." He says with a glee in his bright brown eyes. 

"Deal." And so the game has began. 

(10 minutes later) 

"So how about we watch a movie, since there isn't anything to do or watch on TV." He suddenly suggest. 

I nod. 'This is the perfect opportunity to be romantic.' I thought as I quickly  devise up a plan. 

"Do you have any movie requests, princess?" He tease. 

"Nope, whatever is fine with me." I play it cool. 

"Okay, then shell we test out how fine you are when we are watching a scary movie?" I noted that he really loves to tease me. As a reply to his playful question, I poke my tongue out at him and fold my arms. 
He laughs heartily. 

(The movie is now at its scariest scene, the ) 

I finally realised that maybe I shouldn't have agreed to this scary movie suggestion. 

My eyes begins to fill with tears as I swallow down a scream that had been dying to burst out. 
I hug my legs, pressing my chin on top of my knee. I'm all curled up on the couch like a ball. 

"Ahh!!!!" I jump at the startling noise, of the character's screaming in horror. A shiver runs down my spine. 

"Ah!" I scream in fright at the realistic horror scene. Following purely on my instinct, I quickly turn to oppa and hide my face in his hard chest, my hands tightly grip his shirt. His scent fills my nose, and oddly enough it calms me down. 

Only after several seconds did oppa start to shake, trying to hold back his laughter. This pissed me of, it seems that he finds my weaknesses funny. 

I made a move to get away from him but before I could get even an inch away from him, I feel his strong arms wrap securely around my body. His right arm circles around my waist, as his left arm coils themselves around my shoulders, his left hand begins to softly my hair in a calming manner. 

I can feel his body heat radiating onto my skin. My heart beats wildly. 

"Oppa, what are you doing?" I ask trying to get out of his embrace, before he hears my heart racing. 

"Comforting you, of course, now stop struggling." He demands oblivious to my embarrass state. 
"I'll kiss you on your lips right now, if you keep trying to get away." He threatens. This instantly stops me from making any movement. I stay absolutely still, afraid he might really go through with his threat. 

'Argh damn him...what do I do...?' I thought to myself. 

"Oppa... T-thank you..." I say softly, acting out my typical image of the innocent and shy girl. 

He momentarily stops my hair, causing his body to feel like a statue. "It's fine...oppa doesn't mind.." He stutters a little bit, before continuing to my hair. 

Still with my head on his chest, I cautiously start to circle my arms around the slim of his waist, turning my head to one side and pressing my ear onto his chest. 

Thump, thump, thump...thump, thump, thump... 

'His heart is beating just as fast as mine or maybe even faster...' I noted with a smirk gracing my face. 

"Oppa I really like being married to you," I say truthfully, normally I wouldn't say these kind of things but since I'm being romantic why hide it when I can finally get it out of my chest without seeming like a damsel in distress or an easy girl.  

"Really?" He voice is high, just like our first meeting in the dark when he asked me which of his ten questions did I like the most and I said the one with the cat. 
"I-I mean, oppa really likes being married to you too" he says in a calming voice before placing a kiss on top of my head and for a moment, the world didn't matter. 

I close my eyes momentarily, as I enjoy his warm embrace to the fullest extant. 
"Does he really mean that?" The thought cross my mind again, this happens every time he does sweet gestures to me. Never have I had anyone pay this much attention to me, no one ever bothers to go into such great detail into pleasing me, so it's only normal to have an instinctual defence mechanism. A wall to protect my fragile heart. Isn't it? 

"Oppa I went in.." I tell him, changing the topic, completely. 

"Huh?...ya!" The confusion painted cross his handsome face, slowly disperses as realisation settles in. 

"I want my key now" I tell him, smugly with a grin. 

"That isn't fair. You cheated." He argues childishly, with an adorable pout. I wanted to kiss him. 

"All is fair in love and war, darling." I whisper softly into his ears, before resting my forehead against his as my eyes closes, as I'm still sitting on his lap. Well more or less, straddling him. 

"Okay... So what the key? What's it for?" He finally ask, still hugging me close to his body. 

"The key...I want the key to your heart, oppa." I answer, looking directly into his dark pretty brown eyes.

A sense of insecurity wash over me as he keeps quite and motionless. My heart beats crazily against my chest. 
'How can I be so utterly stupid? What was I thinking?' I thought angrily to myself. Tears starts to fill my eyes but still having some pride left in myself, I harshly shove those pitiful tears back down. 

"Hah, got you.. You should have seen the look on your face oppa" I put my 10 years of acting to the test, acting as best as I can in this heart breaking situation. I force a smile on my face. 

I make a move to move out of his embrace but quicker than a blink of an eye, oppa's lips presses against mine. The kiss is bursting with love and passion. My eyes closes slowly. My right hand snakes into his soft hair, while my left hand resting on his hard chest, gripping his shirt tightly.

I feel his left hand trialling from my lower back to my neck, cradling my neck, entrapping me in this sinful kiss. His right hand still around the slim of back, pulling me even closer to him than before. 
We stayed like this for what seems like hours. 

He breaks the kiss, first. We pant, breathlessly as our eyes are still in a daze. Our lips slightly swollen from the intense make-out session. 

Slowly regaining back my mentality, I gulp. "Umm... So...what just ..." I struggle to form a complete sentence. 

"That was me, telling you, sweetheart that I'm hopelessly and utterly in love with you, So-eun ah" he voiced, resting his forehead against mine. 

"Did you just..." Before I could finish my sentence, his lips is once again against mine. Only this time out kiss was short. 

"Yes, now baby, I believe you have something very important to tell me" he emphasis on the words 'very important'. 

"I'm in love with you." I confess, looking straight into his twinkling brown eyes. 

He pulls me towards his chest, engulfing me in his warm embrace. Kissing the top of my head and basically trapping me in his strong arms. 

"You have no idea, how long I waited for those simple words to come out of these kissable lips of yours, baby." He says, happily. 

"I can guess. So can I have the key?" I ask. 

"Darling, you can have anything and everything from me. Keep the key, bury it, do anything you want, because my heart, my soul and my body all belongs to you. Even without the key, it'll only ever be open to you, sweetheart." He tells me. 

I place a soft kiss on his begging lips, as a reward. 

 

 

The end.