"Really, Namjoon? Again?!" I exclaimed, earning a sheepish grin from Namjoon.
The thing is, Namjoon broke the front door again for probably the tenth time now. It's not like I can do anything. I might just put a steel door in the future instead of the wooden one but it costs a lot. And even if I replace it, he might make a dent on it so... a big NO.
I had to clean all those mess alone because if I let him help me clean the mess, he might break something else and I don't want him creating another mess.
"Yeonha, I'm so sorry. That was an accident," he said, pouting.
"Yeah, yeah. An accident which happens quite often," I rolled my eyes.
"Next time, call me first before you come home so I can open it for you," I said, calming down. I can't stay mad at him, he's my husband and I love him. What can I do?
"Fine, baby. I promise to be more careful next time, okay? I don't want to burden you anymore," he said, hugging me. I have already finished cleaning at that time.
"I don't even know how I still love you till now even though you're so clumsy," I hugged him back tightly after pecking him slightly on the cheek.
"Cause we're fated, my love," he winked.
Instead of blushing, I laughed at his words.
"Yah, why are you laughing? I'm being serious, you know," he said, breaking the hug.
"It's just that you never said such words in a while, and it's just so cute," I giggled at his flushed face.
"I will go upstairs first to take a shower," he said after a while, untying his necktie.
"Fine. I will just try to repair the door somehow," I replied as I helped him untie the necktie.
"And that is why we're fated, baby," he stated before going up the stairs.
While repairing the door, I suddenly heard a loud sound coming from upstairs. I jumped.
Then, I heard Namjoon shouted. I almost fainted.
"Babe, I think I broke our room door..!"
"What the f-"
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A short one for now ahahahah, this was supposed to be in a different book but meh, i'm literally a lazy sloth so yeah. Tune to the upcoming chaps!
