The Return Of Not-So-Superman Kwon Jiyong

Chapter 3: The Number One Daraling

There is no way a good lady of the household would allow their guests to stay outside.

Mortified, he arrived with the cameras already positioned to greet him welcome home and when he went out of his car, he saw through the glass walls of their house that they have been invaded. He shut his eyes and raked his hair in frustration.

"Good morning, Jiyong-ssi," the producer bowed before him only to earn him a cold shoulder.

"Stop filming. Excuse me." he pointed at the cameramen and walked past them and into their house.

He was so mad at himself for being so stupid. He was thinking how shocked Dara and the kids must have been. His kids! Jiyong slapped his forehead and tried to find his sons. Everything, he knew all of these, he knew his sons were not familiar to them and they might have felt scared to see strangers roaming inside their house. It added up more to the nagging feeling in him.

"Where are they?" Jiyong asked one of their household helpers as he handed her his jacket but he was distracted when he saw his Yong il running towards him.

"APPAAAA!!!" Yong il was giggling excitedly but he it was not too long before he realized the boy was not there to welcome him. He saw his two other sons, Yongdu and Yongse who were running after Yong il.

"APPA!!!" the boys shrieked and he was surprised to see two staff chasing and playing with the kids. The three gathered around him, hugging his legs and hiding from the two staff who were immediately petrified upon seeing him.

"Omo... Good morning, Kwon Jiyong-ssi." the younger staff bowed deeply in embarrassment. The other one did too. Jiyong was about to say something but he couldn't help but drop his mouth when he saw his sons lining up with the crew in front of him and mimicking the bow before scampering away in different directions, all shrieking in laughter.

"Yong-il, Yongdu, Yongse, come here!" It was Dara, all sweaty in her simple white cotton shirt and pair of shorts. It made him shut his eyes and grit his teeth.

"Oh, Ji, you're here," she shuffled towards him but before she could even reach him, he met her halfway and guided her upstairs.

"Excuse us for a moment," Jiyong told the KBS staff, taking advantage of the moment while the kids are busy playing with the household helps and the filming crew. He then turned to Dara and wrapped an arm around her securely as they went up.

"I'm sorry about this," Jiyong mumbled apologetically. "I have been so careless. I didn't know they'll be here today. It might have shocked you and the boys."

"It's okay, Ji." she said. "I was more shocked when the boys started playing with the people they were not even familiar with."

"I was surprised too." Jiyong stopped in front of their room and scanned her wife from head to toe. "Baby, don't you think you should let go of that shirt already? It's too sheer. And why do they have to arrive when you're wearing those shorts? Damn it."

"I was about to go get changed but you suddenly arrived,"

Jiyong frowned as he guided her into their room and he slammed the door shut and pushed her against it, and soon, his mouth was on hers as he pulled her closer to him.

"Jiyong..." Dara pulled away making Jiyong rest his forehead against hers. "What's wrong?"

"I should be enjoying this sight but..." Jiyong rubbed her thighs only to earn a slap in his arm.

"There are people downstairs Jiyong. Stop,"

"Arrrgh!!! I'm starting to hate them more!" Jiyong let out a frustrated grunt when Dara pushed him away.