Divorce : This is a Trivial Matter

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Jungkook parked and helped Lisa from the car.

As she leaned on his shoulder, he could hear her mumbling indistinctly, "Jeon Jungkoook.... you are not a person, you are an egg..."

He turned a deaf ear and continued helping her forward. Lisa swung her bag at him. "Why can't I drink, huh? I'm determined to drink! And if a toothbrush faces the left, so what? Will the sun fall?!"

This man was just too much! He was even dodging her bag! Angrily, she grabbed a handful of his curly hair. "You even dared run over to Song Jin's house. I'll cut it off. Cut it off!"

Jungkook: "..."

He looked down at Lisa, and on his mouth hung a little smile. "What would you do if you cut it off?"

Lisa was dumbfounded a moment, then beat him with her bag. "I foolishly thought I was a little pretty and got carried away. Was this how you seduced Song Jin too?"

As his arm was being battered, he frowned. "That's enough. Be careful not to fall."

As if she hadn't heard a word, Lisa barged on, roaring drunk. "Must have been an awesome first love to plaster it all over the papers. Burn in hell you two! Burn in hell!"

Jungkookbreathed out a long, long sigh, but held her tighter.

Upon getting indoors, he threw Lisa on the sofa, selected two oranges from the fruit basket, and squeezed a glass of orange juice for her. "Here, drink this and sober up."

Lisa flopped over impatiently and lay limply on the sofa. "I won't drink! I'll rely on my amazing perseverance to survive!"

Jungkook: "..."

He let out another sigh, then gulped down the orange juice himself. Setting down the cup, he got up to carry her to the bedroom. She thrashed around in his arms. "Let me down! I won't drink!"

Jungkook threw her onto the bed and loosened his tie. "Lisa, if you dare run out and drink so much wine again, you're dead."

Lisa grabbed a pillow and smashed it into his face. "Jungkook, you little thief! You stole my pillow! Tell me, what have you done to my pillow?!"
Ignoring her, he took off his jacket and went into the bathroom.

Although he had taken a shower before going out, bringing her back home had made him sweaty all over again.

Lisa seemed tired as well, and finally quieted down. When he left the bathroom, she was sleeping quietly on top of the quilt. He walked over and sat on the bed beside her.

Her eyelashes were very long, and they cast little shadows under her eyes. Jungkook stared at her for a while with the smallest of smiles, brushing her eyelashes with his hand.

Her eyelids fluttered uncomfortably before she opened her eyes to look at the person who had interrupted her dreams.

He was still smiling, and the lingering scent of the shower hung around him, stirring up the alcohol still in her.
She frowned a little, looking at him. "You little thief, are you seducing me again? Let me tell you, the thing I hate the most is seduction." When she finished, she grabbed his arm and pulled him down to kiss him on the lips.

Jungkook froze for a moment, but soon the guest became the host, and he pressed her down under his body. They were both intimately familiar with the other's body, and it took no effort at all to light the flames. Greedily, he kissed the side of her neck and flung her coat to the floor. “Wife...”

His voice had always been very sexy when filled with emotion, and the sound of it now dragged her down into the deep mire. She followed his lead and murmured, "Husband." His slender fingers traced through her hair, and he breathed in her ear, "If it's been a while, it might be uncomfortable. But you're almost ready.”