secretly married | daerosé ✓

seven

daehyun's pov

"can we watch a movie?" she pouts her bottom lip. "no." i simply replied.

"but my mom, dad and i always watches movie at this time of the night!" she shouted and i scratched the back of my nape.

"fine."

"yehey! wait, i'll just get something." she says. "huh?" "i bought it when i came here, just wait." she says and i just nodded, not wanting to be in an argument with her again.

what is that giant baby gonna get? it's been almost 20 minutes-

"help! hubby!" she shouted and i quickly sprinted to where i could hear her voice from. "help!"

i rolled my eyes as i walked towards the stove and turned the fire off.

"seriously? popcorn?"

"but you can never watch a movie without it, right?" she said.

"yeah, but don't cook using a pan, idiot." i said and i could see tears form in her eyes.

"w-what now?" i uttered.

"dad never called mommy an idiot, b-but you-" tears fell down her cheeks.

is she always this sensitive?

"okay, i'm sorry. i'm sorry, okay?" i said, but she kept whining and sobbing.

i cursed internally as i held her hands. "i was wrong, i'm sorry wifey."

then she stopped crying.

"do you mean it?" she asked and i nodded.

"you are forgiven." she said before giving me peck on my lips.

i literally froze.

fuck.

did she just kissed me?