The Return Of Not-So-Superman Kwon Jiyong

Marshmallow Kwon Returns

"Fan club president?" she wondered about each of her fansites and didn't notice she was already facing the side of a humongous food truck. She carefully walked around and wondered why it was still closed.

"Are they inside?"

"I think they're still preparing, unnie," her stylist said. "Why don't you take a closer look and meet them?"

Hesitating a bit, Dara awkwardly shuffled her way to the side door of the truck but before she could even go closer, she almost jumped to her feet when two banners on each end on the front suddenly rolled down.

"That scared me!" she clutched her chest in surprise, chuckling as she turned around only to see the numbers of the staff and crew almost doubling.

"O-kay. What's going on?" she mumbled all to herself when she saw everyone smiling with in awe. She followed their gaze and when she turned around, she finally was able to get a view of what was written on the banners.

"Park Sandara-shi! We are so proud of you! We love you! Fighting!"

From your biggest fans:
Yong il, Yongdu, Yongse and their dad

She clamped her mouth as she stepped back, dumbfounded with surprise and she read the words over and over again. Soon more camera man came out of their hiding places and she wasn't able to think properly anymore.

"What's going on?" she kept asking and she hasn't recovered from the shock yet when the truck opened revealing a man in a king's garb with three little young princes. She looked up at her boys, and she choked as tears started to escape from her eyes. It was too much. Lack of sleep and rest has taken a toll on her and she couldn't control her emotions anymore. She shook her head at the man who was forming a heart sign over his head making the triplets do the same.

That guy, she thought. That handsome guy who used to be so shy in front of people he doesn't personally know or work with, is now nothing but shameless guy who loves and supports her in front of anyone. He was her dream husband... And still is now.

"Eomma, taranghaeyooooo!" Yong il, Yongdu, Yongse shouted and they looked really adorable in Joseon princes' garbs. She grinned when the three still held their heart sign over their heads even when she told them to put their hands down already.

"Ah ah... Mic test," Dara laughed even more when she saw Seungri suddenly popped out of nowhere. He went closer to Jiyong and started working on the megaphone's mic.

"Good morning, everyone. This food truck fan support is brought to you by... Uhm, Marshmallow! Right! Marshmallow fanclub, an underground..."

"Yah! What Marshmallow??? What underground?" Jiyong hissed at him but Seungri just laughed as he continued showing off his never fading MC skills.

"I mean, a sweet and fluffy secret fanclub. It was a secret right, but really, a very loving and loyal fanclub of Park Sandara. Please enjoy the meal! The fanclub president wants to thank you for taking good care of Sandara noona!" Seungri bowed at the staff and crew and though still curling his toes in embarrassment, Jiyong also bowed to everyone in gratefulness. He was still all smiles when Seungri suddenly handed him the megaphone.

"Ah... The president of the fanclub said he wants to say something. Here you go, Mr. Marshmallow."

"What??? Yah!!!" Jiyong dropped his jaw. What was he supposed to say? He did not rehearse for this! He wanted to whack Seungri's head but immediately realized that the guy has already been a huge help.

"Uhm... Please... Enjoy the food. We also prepared a separate drinks stand over there. Thank you for always taking good care of my wife. In the future, please give her lots of it more. I'm always worried about her condition... So please... -" he was about to say something more when Yongdu grabbed his arm.