❝Kim Doyoung, come out❞ you yell from the kitchen because your lovely boss as well your husband happens to lock himself up in his room, because of the writing he has to complete. He's a writer, a highly praised and notable one in the fantasy world of writing, even though there's never been a happily ever after in his endings which you love as well as hate. You love it because it shows the brutal reality and you hate it because it breaks your heart every time you read it.
You place the dishes in the dining table and wait for him to sneak a childish attack on you and as how you guessed he hugs you from the back. The cool skin of his torso rubs against the thin fabric of your crop top, ❝Put on a shirt, Mr.Kim❞ you snap, turning to have a look at his perfect face.
❝I'm your boss. You can't order me around, Y/N❞ he husks against your ears, his slender fingers stealthily running over your waist, littering goosebumps on your flawless porcelain skin.
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