The Return Of Not-So-Superman Kwon Jiyong

The Nation's Dream Husband

"Yah, we just came back from our trip two weeks ago. Remember how you left marks on me that I almost could not go to shoot the next day? Oh, God. Thankfully, I was going to wear hanbok while filming. If not, I would have died from embarrassment!"

"So you're embarrassed about my kisses now?"

"Stop being a kid," Dara pushed him aside and went back to arranging his clothes."I'm putting these on a separate rack. The ones for your photoshoot were already with YG crew. These are for your ROS shoot. The boys' clothes are all done in their room.Teach them to wear theirs properly from time to time, okay?Now go take a shower and then sleep with the kids. I'm leaving for mysched at 1 am. YG staff will be picking me up. I need to go to bed too."

"Tsch." Jiyong scoffed. "Seems like the Nation's Dream Husband just got dumped by his dream wife."

"Sorry?"

"Nothing ma'am! I said I'm going to take a shower," he walked past her and sulked.

"And I'm going to take a long one!"

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"Appa! Did eomma go to work again?" Yongdu asked as he followed Jiyong in the kitchen only to be blocked by the safety divider. "Appa... Are we going out without eomma?"

"Yes. Just take a look around. If the samchons are here, then eomma won't be. Okay?"

"But eomma came back when tamchont were in Jeju."

"Oh that..." Jiyong thought for a moment. "Well that was a surprise. Surprises come rarely like once in a thousand years so don't be too overjoyed."

"Oh. But you told Yong il, Yongdu, Yongte we will be turpriting eomma too," Yongse came in next to Yongdu and tried to push the divider. "Appa you taid we will turprite eomma too next time, right???"

"Yeah, next time. Not now."

"Turprite! Turprite! Turprite!" Yong il joined in and started pushing then pulling the tiny plastic gate and before Jiyong could even do something, the three boys were able to unlock it. Dashing towards their own seats, they did and they climbed up and seated themselves quickly.

"YAH!!!" Jiyong scowled at them but the three just giggled. "Aisht! Who told you to come in? I'm not done cooking your food yet!"

"But appa, Yongil, Yongdu, Yongte are already hungwy! Feed ut a lot juteyooo!!!" Yongdu grabbed his spoon and started hitting his plate.

"Food juteyooo!" Yongte said and soon, Yong il was also joining the noise barrage.

"Yaaah! Aisht! Stop that!"

"Food! Food!"

"Yah! Stop that or I won't give you food!!!"

The three immediately settled their spoons down and sat in silence but as as soon as Jiyong turned around to get the food Dara made earlier and was being reheated now,Yongse cried out loudly making him run to the boy.

"Eommmaaaaa! Waaaah!"

"Yah, why are you crying? Yongse ah???"

"Eomm-aaa!!!"

"Stop crying already, will you? Why are you crying in the first place?"

"Eomma! Appa. Won't. Give. Us. Fooooood!!!"

"Yah!" Jiyong was shocked when he heard that. He looked at the camera men filming them and saw everyone holding in their laughter.

"Yah, hyung! Don't laugh at me! This thing needs to get edited out, okay? Jebal!"