As you and Seokmin stayed in after a long day at work, you both sat and watched whatever was on tv that night. You thought about something odd that had happened to you on the bus on your way home and wanted to ask your boyfriend about it before you forgot.
Your head was resting on his chest as his arm draped over your shoulder to keep you there. You shimmied away to face him and said, "Okay, so someone asked me what the day was today right."
"Mhm."
"And I said shi-bal; you know, eighteen. She just looked at me and rudely sighed." You finished explaining and he lowly chuckled.
"I don't think that meant what you thought it meant." Seokmin smiled at you.
"Seriously?"
"How did you pronounce it again?"
"Shi-bal."
"Y/n, you just cursed at her." His lips formed a smile again, finding it amusing at how you sincerely didn't know what the word meant.
You gasped as you covered your mouth, "No."
"Pretty much, it's pronounced 'ship-bal'."
"I feel so bad now." By then, both of your hands covered your whole face in embarrassment.
"I bet she didn't mind that much." He joked.
"She left her seat and stomped away."
"She will probably won't take it too seriously, you're still learning." He reassured and rubbed your thigh.
"I can't believe I just did that." You sighed, still not believing the situation you got yourself into."
"Don't worry too much about it love," He grabbed your head playfully to bring you closer to him, wanting to snuggle and continue watching television.
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