MISTER LEE

Thirty six

"Mister Lee?"

He hums.

"Mark?" I repeat saying in a small voice.

"Yes?" He sighs and looks at me after folding his clothes on the sides.

"Mork?"

"What do you need?"

"Baby?" My lips pursed on a thin line.

"Baby, what do you need?"

"You." I say bluntly.

He hums. "What?"

"Why aren't we having sex anymore?" I pout.

He looks at me with a bothered face and with a furrowed eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean..." I pout. "We don't have sex anymore ever since we fought."

"That's because I promised you I will not touch you anymore in exchange of a promise that you'll stay with me."

"But we're boyfriends now." I said as I go closer to him on the bed.

"Aren't you tired baby? We just got back from Canada." He replies while holding my waist and guiding me on his lap.

"Oh, you don't want to have sex?"

He sighs and kisses my hair. "I'm tired baby..."

"That must mean you don't love me anymore..." I huff out and I'm about to cry again.

"No. That means I don't love you for sex and that I love you for who you are."

"But still, you won't have sex with me..." I pout. "You don't love me anymore. You don't want me here anymore. You'd kick me out anytime—"

"Hey, hey, hey," He chuckles deeply. "Why are you overthinking? I just said that I'm tired..."

"Mark. I'm..." I bury my face on his chest. "Horny."

"You're horny?" He repeats like a parrot.

I nod.

"I have no choice then." He laughs and puts me on the bed gently.

I giggle and attach my lips on his, keeping it slow and gentle. He smiles in between kisses and puckered his lips towards mine.

"Lee Donghyuck..." He says. "I love you."

"Okay." I tease him.

He frowns immediately.

"Okay? That's it? You'll not say it back?"

"Why are you such a sweet and clingy boyfriend?" I roll my eyes.

"We don't know what will happen in the future so I think it's better to tell you everytime what I truly feel about you. I love you so much, baby."

"You are so sweet." I comment with a sweet smile. "I love Mork too!"

He kisses my neck and trailed his lips to my cheeks.

"Let me remove your shirt."

I aid him by lifting my body up and removing my hoodie and shirt completely. Cold air hits me but I was aided by Mister Lee's warm body on top of me. He holds it gently with his hands, memorizing every curves and edges.

"Have I ever told you that you're beautiful?" He breathes out.

"I've always wondered what kind of boy are you. Such flawless skin and curvy waist does not exist in boys." He adds while laughing.