𝚆𝚒𝚗 || 𝙹. 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 [𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍]

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Reality talked. Wooyoung was able to answer it and I could hear his seriousness in his voice, "fake news huh? Well, it won't happen. Why? Because I know that you won't do that kind of thing, Y/N."

I rolled my eyes, disappointed because he could answer my questions without any mistakes in his words. "Fair enough, Jung. Fair enough," I crossed both of my arms above my chest.

He smiled proudly and shrugged. "Well thank you. I know I'm good enough for you," the guy in front of me saud in full of confidence in his voice. Again, I rolled my eyes.

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"Can you give me some space to change my clothes?" I glared at the guy who was laying on his stomach on the bed like a lazy koala.

"Just change here. I won't see," he answered sincerely as he started to cover his face with his white fluffy pillow.

I looked at him in disapproval but decided to change my clothes there. I picked a white off shoulder dress that stopped under my knees and wore it.

"Done yet?" Wooyoung asked, his voice a little bit muffled because of the pillow that was covering his whole face.

"Done. Now let's go," I answered him with a slight nervousness in my voice. Wooyoung uncovered his face and got up from the bed. He walked to me and eyes me from up to down with a judging look.

Then, suddenly he shook his head, disagreed by what I wore. "No, no, Y/N. You're not going out with that clothes of yours. It basically exposed your chest and I don't like it. I hate it, a lot," he judged as I rolled my eyes at him annoyedly.

"You're not my mom."

"But I am your husband. Now behave and change to your other clothes. But not the revealing one," he said with a slight demanding tone.

I declined, "no I'm too lazy. Now shut up and let me just live my own life." He sighed in defeat. Wooyoung seemed tired of my behavior.

"At least just wear a coat, or a jacket that would cover up your exposed skin," he looked at me as if he was about to burry me alive.

I groaned irritatedly and took a thin sweater out from my clothes and I slipped myself in it. He patted my head like I was a child and praised me, "good girl."

I swatted his hand away and glared at him, "I ain't your daughter, you crusty old man." He laughed and just let it slide. We were ready to go.

Where? To the place that kept a lot of memories about how I could fall in love with the one and only Kim Hongjoong. He told me to meet him there and he had something really important to talk about that made my blood ran cold.

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-Win-

Dimples... :(