Jihoon went downstairs. Hoshi was arranging plates. He sat on chair, younger serve him. Hoshi sat. Both start eating.
Jihoon: My kiss?
Hoshi: After food.
Jihoon: Don't cheat me then. ( warn him)
Hoshi chuckle.
Hoshi: We are going tomorrow.
Jihoon: Where?
Hoshi: My hometown. You forgot.
Jihoon: Baby I have work. Please let go this time.
Hoshi: No. We will go.
Jihoon: Darling please.
Hoshi: Okay. I will go alone.
Jihoon grump.
Jihoon: Fine. But by my private jet.
Hoshi: On flight time.
Jihoon: Also fine.
Hoshi: My cute hubby. ( kiss his cheek)
Jihoon: Not enough.
Jihoon kiss him. Both do a long kiss then break panting.
At night.
Jihoon enter in room, he saw bed covered with folded clothes, a luggage on bed and Hoshi putting clothes in. He lay on bed.
Hoshi: Don't lay on clothes. I need to pack them.
Jihoon pull Hoshi, making him lay on his body.
Hoshi: You are always romantic. ( put his elbow on Jihoon chest)
Jihoon: You made me. ( one hand on his waist, second beneath his head)
Hoshi: Let me pack. ( get up)
Hoshi start packing again. Jihoon side lay, putting his palm on his cheek and look at him. Hoshi is a perfect wife for him. Older is lucky to have such caring, kind wife. Never complain of his work, always there for Jihoon and always trying to please older. Jihoon get up and back hug Hoshi, securing his waist in his arms, putting his chin an Hoshi shoulder. Hoshi smile.
Hoshi: What happen to my hubby?
Jihoon: First time I am appreciating my parents decision.
Both laugh.
Next day.
Both were walking to Jihoon's private jet. Not alone but with bodyguards who were covering them from media. Jihoon was keeping his wife close to him.
Reporter: Sir who is he?
Reporter3: Idiot, his wife.
Jihoon and Hoshi chuckle.
Both get in jet. Their luggage already in.
Jihoon: Any thoughts to enjoy? ( sat on his seat)
Hoshi: How? ( sat next to him)
Jihoon: By doing something naughty. ( caress his thighs)
Hoshi blush
BYE
