Second Arrangement

CHAPTER 35 - WHERE TO FOR HONEYMOON?

ELLIE

We didn't exactly go on our honeymoon right away. After all, I still had some responsibilities to do. Jackson still refused to tell me where we were going to, but at least, he told me that we would be away for ten days. And he told me to pack for tropical weather. I had to say that the hospital was pretty generous with my leave, considering that the hospital was quite busy, especially in my department. I doubted that it had to do with Jackson being my husband. After all, the only people that knew about him being my husband was the hospital director and the head of human resource management as I had an obligation to report about my relationship. But Jackson's management team had them sign an NDA to make sure that they didn't talk about our status to other people.

"So, how's marriage life treating you?" the head nurse teased me when I stopped by the nurse station after doing my rounds.

"Um," I hesitated as I wasn't usually one for small talk. "It's okay," I settled as I didn't know what to say which earned a chuckle from her. I really didn't feel the difference since we've been living together for quite some time before our marriage, so nothing felt different. Oh well, aside from the chance in his clothing. He really did warn me though. He only put on some clothes before just for formality, but this time, he didn't hold back at all. He really slept with nothing on but his boxer numerous times already. Well, let's just say that it ended up with us without our clothes on, more often than not.

"Oh well," I snapped back into reality when the head nurse opened her mouth again. "Maybe it's because you're not on your honeymoon yet. I bet it'll be different once you have your honeymoon."

I grinned before excusing myself from the scene as I wasn't sure that was the case.

"Oppa! Do you seriously not know or you don't want to tell me?" I pouted when Jaebeom oppa refused to tell me. I bet among his members, Jaebeom oppa would be the one that knew about our honeymoon destination. After all, they were preparing for something when we suddenly had our wedding. And for sure it was being postponed now that we were about to go on our honeymoon.

He shook his head, raising his arms as he said so, "No, seriously. I really don't know. By the way, if he's trying to keep it a secret so hard, why are you so hell bent trying to figure it out? Why don't you just enjoy the surprise?"

I pouted as he did have a good point. But somehow, not knowing where to go made me a bit anxious.

"Noona!" I turned my head and found the other boys had arrived. This was my second time meeting them after the press conference. I chuckled as I remembered what happened that day.

Jackson held a press conference and afterward, we had a small celebration for the rest of the members that couldn't attend our wedding party back in Beijing. Mark oppa felt bad for missing our party, but it wasn't his fault. He couldn't predict the weather so it wasn't his mistake. But Youngjae was another story. Jackson basically forgot about him being in the military and was about to be discharged. He did remember about Yugyeom in the military and Yugyeom was fine with the fact that he would miss both celebrations, but Youngjae was another story. Jackson forgot that Youngjae had told the rest of the members his release date and that he was about to visit his parents back in his hometown. That was why when Jackson announced our wedding party in the group chat, Youngjae whined endlessly since he couldn't attend it.

And they held grudges like bitches. Youngjae kept mentioning about it every time he could and Jackson retaliated that it was a suitable payback for the shabu-shabu incident ages ago.

"So, basically you tell them nothing about noona?" Youngjae asked Jackson about the press conference once he arrived at the party.

"Nope," Jackson shook his head, "Per her own request, I only confirm that I'm married now with a non-celebrity that wishes to keep her identity secret. I also tell them that she's working in a public service area, that's why I can't reveal her identity."

Youngjae just nodded while stuffing his mouth with food. "Then what about that resort, ummpphhhh..." He couldn't finish his sentence as Jackson covered his mouth instantly. Jackson glared at Youngjae, who clearly tried to get some payback at Jackson because he forgot about him.

"Youngjaeee..," Jackson hissed while still shooting dagger at him. "I've told you that it's not to be discussed here." He finally let go of his hand when Youngjae nodded in surrender.

"So, are we going to a resort for our honeymoon?" I asked Jackson after Youngjae scurried away.

He shook his head, "I'm not telling anything except for packing light and for tropical weather. Pack a lot of swimsuits and bikinis. Or maybe nothing will be fine," he winked and I blushed, remembering how often he made true of his statement of wearing nothing at home. Throughout the rest of the week I tried to pry the secret out of him but even Bambam kept his mouth shut this time. It was annoying as he also blindfolded my eyes when we went to the airport. Until I was settled in my seat then he ridded of my blindfold.

JACKSON

Right after I took off the blindfold, she looked around, trying to figure out where she was. Then the protest came almost right away.

"Wait a minute, why are we flying on a private plane? You didn't even ride one when you went on tour," she protested but I shook my head. Yeah sure, I mostly used commercial flight. Even though it was a business class, it was still a commercial flight.

"Nope, but I did when I brought my brother's family from Malaysia to Singapore once," I reminded her and it took her a minute before remembering the event.

"But that was because of Aimee. You wanted some privacy for them and enjoy your family time with them," she argued.

"And you're also a family now," I retorted, showing her the ring on my finger to prove my point. " And we need privacy even more than them," I wiggled my eyebrows that made her frown.

"Why?" The question rolled off her tongue before she could stop it and I grinned.

"Because," her face showed a worried expression now because she knew my grin meant that I was up to no good, "I've promised you last time to make you a member of mile high clubs."

Her red face was almost instant so I laughed out loud. But before I could tease her more, the fun had to end because one of the stewardesses came up to us, informing us that it was time to take off so we should put on our seatbelt. We did as she asked quickly so she could get back to her place as well.

"But there are other people here," she hissed while swatting my arm once the stewardess was out of earshot.

"Yeah, but she won't hear us," I promised her. "Unless you can't keep quiet," I added and she blushed again. I wondered, would her face be permanently pink-tinged if she kept blushing on a regular basis now?

"You're crazy," she shook her head. "You can't possibly think that it's possible to do it up here in the air.. in this small space," she gestured toward the inside of the plane.

"Not here," I whispered right into her ear, "But for your information, we have a small bedroom at the back, with a king-size bed and all, where it's completely private and comfortable to do anything we want, just like in our own bedroom. Only, it will be thousands of feet in the air."

Her jaw dropped at my revelation and I wiggled my eyebrows, reassuring her that I wasn't just bluffing.

"Seriously?" Her eyes widened and I nodded.

"Seriously," I replied solemnly. "Usually people use the room to take a rest, especially on a long haul flight. It won't be comfortable sleeping on a chair, so a bedroom is a staple for a private plane. But, we can use it for other activities. Activities that usually involve a bedroom," I answered diplomatically. Looking at her blushing state made me itching to take my seatbelt off and slung her over my shoulder. Once the warning light was off, I would surely drag her into that bedroom and walk my talk. After all, that was one of the main reasons I took the private plane this time. To get some private time with her. Beside making sure that we could be at our destination faster. And away from prying eyes and ears. If I could slip back to Korea without the press noticing, then I could do the same with this trip. I didn't want the press to find out about our honeymoon. Hence, the private plane.