"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Kim" the chauffeur welcoming them when he opens the car door
Taehyung get out first, helping his wife by covering the door with the blanket so people can't see her thighs when her dress lifting up the moment she stood
Haejin smiles sweetly to the chauffeur once she gets out
"that's the same smile she gives to me" Taehyung thought and immediately pull her to the entrance
"what's wrong with you? don't you see that I'm almost falling down when you rashly pull me?" Haejin pull her arm and stroke the red spot
Taehyung rolls his eyes and holds her bare shoulder. he can feel that his hormone is nearly out of control when he feels the soft and smooth skin of his wife
he immediately let go of her shoulder and cough. "don't you realize the way he looks at you? it's obvious that he fancies you! and moreover, when you smile at him with the same smile you gives me!"
Haejin chuckle and stroke his hair but, he holds her hand preventing her to do that just in case his 'i want to fuck you' hormone comes back
"are you jealous, boy?" she seductively, smirk
he scoffs and let go of her hand. "yes I am, why?"
Haejin couldn't help herself but laugh when her husband is sulking, cutely. on the other hand, she thought he looks incredibly hot when he's mad
"it's not even funny, why are you laughing?" he folds his arm like an angry kid and glare
"I laugh if i saw something cute, now shh-" she put her index finger on his lips to prevent him from saying anything
"there, you look clever when you shut your mouth. honestly, you should stop talking a lot cause it will make you look more dumb than a dumber"
after a good 10 minutes of arguing, they finally make it to their table.
"what can I get for you Mr. and Mrs. Kim?" the waiter politely said
"I would like to have a Strawberry Champagne on ice please" Haejin close the menu and hand it over the waiter
"are you out of your mind? no food and only alcohol?" Taehyung protest
Haejin roll her eyes about him being a strict husband and just order anything that comes out of her mind
"Nasi Lemak please" she confidently said
the waiter holding his laugh and makes his face all red while Taehyung was praying for the ground to swallow him
"Haejin, we live in Korea and there's no Nasi Lemak in Korea" Taehyung covering his face with the menu, pretending that he was busy choosing the food
"we will have a Beef Steak and Strawberry Champagne"
the waiter politely bow and when he's out of their sight, he burst into a laugh
"if there's no Nasi Lemak in Korea, they should make it happen then" she still on the 'Nasi Lemak' topic
" You should stop talking a lot cause it will make you look like an idiot when you said something stupid" Taehyung grin
"tch, copycat"
when the foods arrive, Taehyung began to cut the beef for Haejin and once he has done he pass it to her.
she just stares down at the food
"you're not going to eat?" he talks while chewing his meat
"Why should I eat, when my Champagne isn't here yet?"
she cheers a bit when her Strawberry Champagne arrive and immediately dunk it inside her body
that night, her arms were getting drunk. she finished one bottle of Champagne by herself and collapse on her sits
"This is why I don't want you to drink your so-called Strawberry Champagne on ice" Taehyung shakes his head and quickly finish his food before her 'drunk mode' is on
he pays the bill and takes off his coat to cover his wife's legs and lift her up, bridal style. the chauffeur helps him by opening the car door for him when he saw him carrying the heavy Haejin
Haejin open her eyes and spot the chauffeur that she smiles at when she arrived. "hey, you're that handsome chauffeur"
she chuckles and make a flying kiss and smile sheepishly. Taehyung feels irritated and jealous, he rolls up the window of his limousine
"handsome chauffeur? tch" he scoffs. "why don't you ask that 'handsome' chauffeur be on your bed?" he emphasized the handsome word
Haejin lay her chin on his shoulder. "why should I have him on my bed, when I can have you instead, sexy?" she smirks and kisses his neck
"oh baby girl, you want a piece of me?" he rubs her exposed hip
"I don't want a piece, I want all" she winks and draws a circle on his build chest to start his hormone engine
"Just wait till we get home"
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Mr Playboy
Fanfiction"wtf? what is he doing in the middle of night?" at first, she ignores it and assume that he may be watching a pornographic film when the sound gets too loud, she can't keep her anger down anymore as she get out from her room and stand right in front...
