TWENTY CHALLENGES.

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"byun baekhyun."

"yess?"

"i'm bored."

"okay. is my challenge to entertain you?"

"... if you like."

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"taehee~" baekhyun cooed, moving towards his wife, "how shall i entertain you?" baekhyun smirked, causing taehee to hit him on the arm,

"don't think like that you pervert!"

"yah! stop hitting me~~" baekhyun teasingly yelled, "i wasn't thinking anything like that, you were!!" he defended, crossing his arms over his chest.

"you where thinking it too, you know its true!"

"no i wasn't!!"

"hmph." taehee crossed her arms over her chest as well, turning her head away from baekhyun. baekhyun then tackled her onto the floor, causing her to yelp in surprise before giggling non stop. "b-baekhyun! you're heavy!"

"hey!! no i'm not!!" baekhyun pouted.

"i'm just kidding~" taehee smiled. baekhyun lifted himself off her, and fell onto the empty space on the side. taehee sat herself up and went on her phone, ignoring baekhyun's suggestive stares.

"taehee~" baekhyun cooed, but taehee didn't respond, "taehee~~" once again, taehee ignored him. baekhyun moved towards her, so she fell onto her side, still focused on her device. baekhyun began climbing over her, balancing himself so his face was just close to hers with a mischievous smile.

"yah! baekhyun, get off" taehee calmly ordered, pushing her husband off.

"taehee~ don't ignore me" he frowned, "what are you doing on your phone?" baekhyun raised his eyebrows, gesturing towards her phone.

"nothing." she replied, her voice rising a few octaves.

"who are you messaging?"

"no one." she giggled,

"come on, tell me."

"ok. fine." she handed her phone to him face down. baekhyun slowly took her phone and flipped it around. his lips soon curved into an amused smirk, slowly glancing up to see taehee blushing while staring down at her lap.

"taehee, taehee, taehee." he started, slowly swiping through the tonnes of photos, "why were you staring at photos of me if i'm right here?" he stopped at one, "a picture of me shirtless, i see?" taehee gulped and stared anywhere but her husbands eyes, "naughty, taehee, i see."

"t-that's not what it l-looks like actually," she choked, "i-it's for personal research." she concluded.

"and what does it look like then?"

"... p-personal research."

"what were you researching, exactly?" baekhyun placed her phone down and slowly crawled towards her.

"n-nothing."

"your excuses make no sense, taehee." he chuckled, "does my body ... aro-"

"sh! sh sh sh!!!" she interrupted,

"does it arou-"

"shut it!!" she placed a hand on his mouth, muffling the next few inappropriate words that slipped out of his mouth. baekhyun slowly raised his hand and took hers, intertwining his fingers with hers.

"does it aro-"

"i said shut it!" taehee screeched, her cheeks a light pink.

"okay, okay. did i entertain you enough?"

"yes, yes.'

"are you sure? i can do many other things such as ar-"

"shut the hell up before i hit you baekhyun!"

end of chapter 13

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