Oh Fuck

32

That day, I explored the island with Yeosang. We had decided to ignore the cameras that had been following us all day and acted like it. You could see that we were freshly in love and our managers praised us in the evening for our acting skills. Yeosang and I just smiled knowingly at each other and the two of them left satisfied.

The next morning we would be flown to Pohang, but he didn't know that yet. He thought we would be taken back to Seoul. But I wouldn't tell him anything, I was looking forward to his surprised face. If everything went well, as I had planned, we would stay there for the rest of the week. But I was in good spirits, Yeosang's mother certainly wanted to get along with him again, otherwise she wouldn't have reacted so quickly and invited us.

We spent the rest of the evening cuddling in the huge bed, watching movies and kissing again and again until we fell asleep, which was quite early as we had spent the whole time walking around the island in the fresh air. Yeosang was lying in my arms, like every night actually, and it was already nice before, but since we were really together, it was even better. We woke up just as entwined as we had fallen asleep and before I even opened my eyes, I was burying my nose in his hair. His scent was addictive, I wanted to wake up like that every day for the rest of my life, then I would be the happiest person on the planet. Yeosang seemed to wake up too, because he mumbled something unintelligible and snuggled closer to me, doing the same to my neck as I did in his hair.

"If this was a werewolf fanfiction, we'd be mates sniffing each other all day," I said with a laugh, feeling him grin against my skin.

"You just smell so good and as long as we don't sniff each other's underpants like Wooyoung does with San, it's all good." he replied with a grin as his face appeared in front of me again, now that he had put his head on my arm so he could look at me.

We reluctantly left the warm bed to get dressed and pack our bags so that we could leave on time and an hour later, we were already back in the helicopter. I briefly thought about blindfolding Yeosang, but I didn't have anything for that and the pilot also said that, according to the map, there was a large meadow right next to Yeosang's family's house that was suitable for landing, so we wouldn't have to drive far.

After landing, I got out first, then held out my hand to my husband, who took it and let me help him, only to look at the surroundings in confusion.

"Yoongi...?" was all he could manage as he looked towards his parents' house.

"Come on, your parents are waiting." I said gently and pulled him along, still holding his hand. He walked hesitantly beside me, apparently quite nervous as the last conversation with your mother hadn't gone so well.

"It's all right, baby. They're expecting us." I tried to reassure him and got his shy smile in response.

Startled by the noise of the helicopter, the door was opened for us before we could ring the bell and Yeosang's mother emerged from behind it, the first thing she did was hug her son tightly, who was now clinging to her and crying. He must have been really worried, but what kind of mother would abandon her child just because of a little quarrel.

Over his shoulder, she smiled at me.

"You and I need to talk in a minute."