She had only once experienced being loved in these 16 years of life. After she separated from her family or to say her brothers being the only ones she blurrily recalls as her family, it was her 'father' who adored her but unknowingly he pushed her...
"ow!" he too picked his own weapon and defended himself while making counter attacks to weaken the enemy.
*flashback*
"morning wifey." He lightly scratched the head of the girl snuggled up in his arms, wearing his old hoodie.
"umph..." she just whined and moved away from him, wanting to protect her sleep.
"yah." He switched his voice to a professional mafia one, jolting her up in scare.
"you-you!" she pointed to him angrily and picked her pillow to smash his face.
"ow!" he too picked his own weapon and defended himself while making counter attacks to weaken the enemy.
This went on for a while until they both were tired and fell on the bed. They looked at each-others messy morning face even more messed up due to the fight and bust out laughing before a hangover caught y/n by surprise and caused her to spill a few tears caused by her laughter as well as pain.
"it must be the hangover." He saw her massaging her head and wiped her tears "take a warm shower. I will ask maids to prepare a hangover soup for you." He pecked her forehead and lips before going outside.
After the shower, y/n felt a lot better and yoon-gi feeding her, only made her feel even better and loved. As he came out of the shower, drying his hair, he found y/n picking out his suit.
"can you bring the black one for today? It's been a while."
"this one!? No way husband! You look way too hot in this." She said with a sulky pout.
"oh my! Did I upset my wife?"
"no~ but I want you to........... wear............ this one. Yeah this one." She held out a suit for him.
"as you command my queen." He hugged and kissed her gently before pulling away and spreading his arms wide. "dress me up." He said like a like asking for assistance to wear to clothes.
She just smiled and slid the shirt through his arms and pulled up the pants. Tugging the shirt in his pants, she place a peck on his lips and fetched the coat. Rubbing out any creases, she pulled him to the vanity and made him sit as she sat on his laps, facing him.
Scooping out the face cream to gently massage it on his face, she peppered his face with kisses once done. Next, she picked up the chap-stick and kissed his lips before wiping her saliva with thumb and applying the balm on his lips.
She brought up his hand to caress her cheek, he happily obliged, lost in her eyes. She locked the wrist watch on his wrist before bending backwards picking up the rings. Sliding them on his fingers, she kisses his knuckles before once again bending to get the hair gel.
Taking a little gel on her palm, she rubbed them together and slid her fingers through his hair. Styling them to perfection. Placing a kiss on his forehead, she moved from his lap to get the shoes and socks.
Before she could turn around with the socks, she was lifted in his arms. "No need to do this. I'll wear them myself."
"but-"
He cut off her argument by pressing his lips together and giving her a stern look.
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