Because It's You.

Repercussions (Mingkwan)

After we got home I drew a bath for Yo. I made dinner while he tried to wash off his day. It must have been a rough one, I rarely see him look this upset.

I start setting the table and he walks out dressed in one of my t-shirts and a pair of shorts. He really did have a bad day if he's resorting to wearing my clothes. My poor baby. I drop what I'm doing and walk over to my sweet wife wrapping my arms around him.  He buries his face into my chest and hugs me tightly.

"I made dinner. It's not sushi but it should still be good." I say.

He offers a small smile and follows me to the table. We eat quietly. I don't like this. I seriously want to hurt somebody for making him feel this way. He sighs and pushes his plate away apologizing for not being hungry.

I lean over and kiss his forehead before clearing the plates and cleaning the kitchen. By the time I get to our bedroom he's in bed with his eyes closed. I slide in beside him and pull him so that he's lying on me. I feel his arms tighten around me.

"Ok, tell me everything you want to. I will listen." I tell him.

At first there was nothing but then after a few moments he starts mumbling into my chest. I have to giggle at how cute he is. Finally he sits up and it begins. Everything from arriving at work, having his things seized, Hiro and his computer skills, to being questioned by police. All of it was unloaded.  Thankfully only twice, but I would have listened if it happened more than that.

After unloading everything he looked better. I'm so relieved. I scoot down into my position and he takes his cuddled up close against me. I kiss the top of his head many times before sitting back and running my fingers through his hair. Soon his soft snores reach my ears. I smile then relax enough to fall asleep.

Someone fucked with my phone. That's the only reason Gangnam Style would be playing as my alarm right now. I hate this song. I reach for my phone groaning. I can hear that god awful song pulsing through my brain. My phone must die! I open my eyes slowly and I'm greeted by a devilish looking Yo wiggling my phone. The smile on his face tells me he got the desired response.

"Yo, baby. I love you but if you don't turn off that song I just might have to kill you." I say looking at him.

He taps my phone and the volume goes up, then with a cocky smile he hops off the bed and does that fucking horse dance! Oh he's so going to get it. In one fluid move I flip the blankets off and jump out of bed. He makes an O expression then runs out of the room still playing that damn song.

Just as I get to the door I am assaulted by Psy in surround sound. Yo is giggling madly as I spot him near the stereo. I leap over the couch and run full speed at him. I reach out and close my arm around air. Dammit he's faster today than he usually is. I take chase again running around our furniture and sometimes over it.

I finally catch him but it's the end of the song and he looks completely satisfied.

"You better have made breakfast." I call over my shoulder as I head to the shower.

Moments like this I know to be aware of Yo. He's in prank mode which means my alarm will not be the only trick I face this morning. Like right now, I'm rinsing the shampoo out of my hair when suddenly I'm hit square in the face with cold water. Freezing water! I look up and Yo is standing there with a bucket smiling at me. Then he scurries away laughing hysterically.

I may become a widower today.

I get out of the shower and get dressed. I make sure to double check my clothes before and after putting them on. That little bastard, you just never know what he is capable of.