One Shot: Irresistible

Pt.8

Sunday morning. In her pink and black floral robe that she loved so much, Armani prepared a delicious breakfast meal for her and Jiyong. Turning off the stove, she felt his arms wrap around her waist, kissing her neck lovingly. The sweet aroma of the bacon and eggs must've woken him up; two of his favorites. She giggled biting her lip as he roamed his hands all over well-shaped curves. "Mm~ morning," He moaned. She could feel a playful yet teasing grin form up against her ear. She gave him a kiss over her shoulder and proceeded to take the food out of the pan and onto their plates.

"You made two of my favorites today," A quick pause, she turned to face him. The attire that suited him best, half-naked. So hot and sexy at the same time. Sometimes she couldn't believe how lucky she was to have him.

"You wouldn't be so surprised if you slept in with me on Sundays," She smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Mm~ Well how about we add something to our Sunday routine then?" Hinting at what he was talking about by the way he slowly unraveled the straps on her robe, she kissed his lips dearly. He moaned, and she pulled him closer by his underwear line. Two and a half minutes later, she realized the food was getting cold and broke the kiss.

"J, babe. The food is getting cold."

"I'm hungry for something else right now." He grunted.

"May I remind you of what went on last night?"

"We had marvelous sex," He beamed with assurance. But that obviously wasn't the case.

"And the fact that you did something utterly repulsive towards me at the club last night."

"You're still hung up on the whole kissing thing?" He asked annoyed.

"How would you feel if I did that with Jaehyun? You wouldn't even be able to speak to me for days. That fucking hurt, J."

"I know, and I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing, I swear. I love you. You know I do... right?" She shrugged. He hugged her caringly, worried to death that he was gonna lose her. Her arms were crossed in his embrace, thinking of him slipping away bit by bit.

"J, just please... please promise me that you won't leave me." A kiss on her forehead whilst a teardrop slid down her cheek.

"I won't, baby. I promise," He said in English very fluently.

"Come on. Let's go eat." His hand clasped in hers and led her to the kitchen table.

They ate and ate until they were full and saved the rest for later. Jiyong generously cleared the table and set the utensils with the plates in the sink. Watching him with precision and smiling to oneself for the charitable act, Armani couldn't love him more than she already had. "Lucky for you, I'm not working today. Let's go see a movie." She blurted out.

"Moosoon yeonghwa?" (What movie?) He asked, pacing back and forth.

"I'm thinking of either comedy or horror."

"Doesn't sound too bad. Plus, it could help me make up for what happened yesterday."

"In bed was enough. But if you have something else planned, I'm looking forward to it." She got up from her seat and pulled him in by his bare waist and kissed him tenderly.

"Remember what I just did," She teased.

"What?" He chuckled.

"You know exactly what. Don't make me put you in your place again." She tantalized.

"Oh, yeah? I dare you," He provoked seductively. Making her way back to her bedroom without a sound except for a cunning look as she looked back at him, Jiyong picked her up bridal style unexpectedly. She fought him to let her down, but he refused to do so.