"Dirty Laundry" WYF | KJM

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AN: Wattpad can smwd. Suck my wiggly dick. I had to delete the app and download it again so I could post this chapter. Anyways enjoy and yeah

Junmyeon's P.O.V

When we got home from the boat proposal, Kris immediately slammed me up against the wall.

I was too tired to even care so I went with it, and helped him with getting our clothes off. He bit my neck, and left loads of hickeys.

His arms wrapped around my waist, and mine around his neck. My legs were around his waist, as he carried me to the sofa.

He smashed his lips on mine, and I kissed back even if I didn't feel like it.

We still had our boxers on, but they were quickly gone too when the heated session really started.

~ Time skip ~

On the sofa, we were cuddling. Lounge music softly playing in the background, as our sweaty bodies were close.

"I enjoyed the sex, but I wish we had more sessions like this. Cuddly and calm sessions." Kris said and planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Remember Christmas last year? Where we fell asleep on the couch back in the apartment, while listening to Ariana Grande's song "Santa Tell Me"?" Kris said and I recalled that.

It was nice and peaceful. If I could have that Kris back, I'd cry and thank the lords for that gift. Gift that isn't even on my birthday or Christmas.

I sighed and snuggled closer to Kris. I'm trying to stay mad at him, but sometimes I can't help but fall in love with him all over again.

It's like back in Canada, where we first met.

"Remember when we were in Canada for Christmas, and your mom kept showing pictures of you as a baby?" I chuckled at the memory I had just recalled, and seeing Kris' red face made it funnier.

"Oh boy, don't remind me of that moment. My mom was evil then, but at least you had a good time." He said. I turned around, this time it was my choice, and kissed him on his lips.

For the rest of the vacation, I deserve to get a break from acting mad and cold. Sure I'm angry with Kris, but that can be put aside for now.

The next thing I said, made Kris look at me weirdly. Why? Because it was unusual for me to feel like now.

"I wish we didn't live mid in the city. I want to live in a forest, but it's not like there's a lot of forests in Korea anyway. It would be cozy though, and with a fireplace to cuddle in front of during winter." I relaxed a bit more in Kris' arms, and heard him chuckle lowly.

"We could always do that. I'd like it as well, and if it ever becomes reality, we're always welcome in Canada." He answered. I slapped his chest for fun.

"You're biased about Canada, but I understand. It's a great country." I said and Kris nodded.

"Indeed, Canada's great. Cold, but great." He added and laughed a bit. He brushed some of my hair out of my face, and stroked my hair as well.

Feeling my eyelids getting heavy, I slowly shut my eyes. Being half asleep, I got picked up bridal style.

Kris walked us back to the bed, and gently placed me on it. He found two pairs of boxers, and tank tops. He threw one of the boxers and tank tops my way, and got dressed himself.

I considered just sleeping naked, but reconsidered and got dressed. Kris laid down on the bed as well, and pulled my body closer to his.

We were now spooning, with me as little spoon obviously,  but I'm not complaining. Surprisingly, Kris fell asleep before I did.

I turned around to face his sleeping body, and relaxed facial expression. I was lining his features with my fingers, trying my best not to wake him up.

He finally looked peaceful. It suited him. The peaceful expression didn't look bad or weird, I like it. When he's awake, and not laughing, he looks so angry.

I remember getting intimidated by him when we met in Canada, until I actually met him and found out how much of a little dork he is.

His height doesn't even make him seem less dorky, just look at Chanyeol. The taller, the stupider.

Then look at Kyungsoo. The smaller, the more evil.