𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢| 𝐉𝐊 x𝐓𝐇

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Ara pouted, wiping her sweat with her green sweater. "This man will rot in hell forever! He is the worst husband I have ever seen–" She bites her lips, stopping her curses to concentrate on the glass plate. "You shouldn't break or I will break your whole family!" She warns the plate, glaring at it, washing it carefully.

"Ah!." She sighs in relief when she successfully washed the plate. "I did it!" She raises her hand in the air excitedly, the foam falls on her nose. A smile tugs her rosy lips but her smile soon fades when her gaze fell on the pile of plates and bowls.

"Seriously? I hate this man! Can't even help her wife." She clenches her jaw, aggressively washing the dishes 
[Jungkook has been summoned in this chat. I'm sorry I couldn't help it.]
Her cursing session started once again.

She flinches when two arms sneakily snake around her tiny waist. Ara smirks, an evil idea pops into her head. "Oww!" Taehyung grunts when his beautifully dangerous wife hits his stomach with her elbow.

"Ow ow, ow~my wife is so cruel~ ow~Please save me ow~I hate perilla leaf ow~Ow~Woah~My fate is cruel ow~" He turns his misery into a rap, making rock and roll hand gesture. The typical Taehyung. She shakes her head, rolling her eyes.

"You're a kid." He nods his head, acknowledging it. "I'm a kid who manufactures kids." Ara shoots her head at him with glaring eyes. "No dirty talks in my house." Taehyung pouts, striding near his wife. "Who made my baby angry?" He queries, burying his head into her neck, and hugging her from behind.

She tried to push him, wetting his blue sweater with the water. "You." He hums, kissing her jaw, giving feather kisses trailing it towards her ear. "Mmh, then I think it's legal and I should be awarded something." He whispers in his low and deep sexy voice. Ara licks her lips when warmth spread in her stomach, the butterflies going crazy in it.

She gulps, trying to stay angry at him. "Taehyung I'm warning you." He chuckles at her, sniffing her sweet smell. "Sweetheart I know you can't be angry at me." He kisses her cheeks trying to coax her anger. "Tahyung I swear if you don't go from here I will kick you in the balls."

He smirks leaning towards her ear, teasing her "How will I pleas—" before he could finish her sentence Ara smashed the rolling pin in his head. He yells, grabbing his head in pain. It was feeling like all the senses he lost has come back—especially the one he lost when he decided to make her his wife.

"Now what were you saying?" She questions, raising her brows, sneering at him. "You're...I hate you!" She nods going back to the dishes. "Someone lives on imagination. Babe, it's not good on there come out. Who told you I love you?." Taehyung sniffs, wiping the tears that escaped his eyes.