Secret Rendezvous || Koo Junhoe & Park Chaeyoung Fanfiction

Chapter 15

Park Chaeyoung's P.O.V

"Do you want to paint the bedroom?" I asked him. He's fixing a small table near the window, sitting on the floor.

"I think so, it looks so old though. What color do you like?" he looks at wall then back at me.

"I want to paint the walls blue and purple. The left side is blue then the right side is purple if it's okay with you?" I replied while stripping some old wallpaper on the wall.

"I really don't have any idea. So it's okay." he stands up, putting down the hammer and nails on the table and smiled at me.

Don't smile at me like that, I might kill you with my love.

I just smiled back and continue what I am doing.

I sold my apartment slash my own house so that I can get enough savings for us, I also have my money that I saved from my work at the studio and I saw how huge amount of money in Junhoe's savings. So I don't think we'll get poor here or get die in hunger.

Well, other thing is, Hanbin will really kill me when he finally knows what I've done to my house.

A long six hour drive away from my old town, we found this bungalow type of house here in Doncaster. A place where my cousin doesn't know and doesn't even know how to get in here. It's really my first choice since Hanbin really doesn't know this place even if its just a six hour drive from there.

It's just a small house with one bedroom, small living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and it has a small small garden in the front. This house is much bigger than my old house. A perfect house for a couple that is just starting for a family.

It needs a lot of cleaning since the last owner left 2 years ago said by the caretaker, but I think we can manage to clean this up.

"Do we need to keep this bed?" I asked him again, pointing at the old and dirty queen size bed.

"Uhh, no. We don't know what happened there before us." he replied with a laugh. I laughed too.

"Yeah, right. We don't know if they did something dirty there." I chuckled at my own words.

But it's okay if we do something dirty here, huh?

"I just call the caretaker to help us to throw this out." he said and leaves the room.

"Okay."

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"Let's go buy some painting materials, so we can finished early. Are you hungry? Let's buy something to eat." I said enthusiastically, looking at my watch to see that it's already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

He just smiles and nodded then proceeded to my car to go to the nearest mall here.

We finished everything we have to fix and clean inside the house aside from painting the bedroom walls and a new bed.

Junhoe mentioned earlier that he wants a king size bed, but I don't want that. King size is big and I don't want to sleep together but there's so much space. I want a queen size bed only so that there's no such space and we'll just end up sleeping so close to each other. Well, that's what couples should do right? Especially when they're married already?

Oops. We're not totally married tho. We're married in my dreams, wait, but this is not a dream anymore. I fooled him. But whatever, it's already starting.

"Hi, good afternoon. Are you looking for something?" a pretty petite blonde girl with a huge smile on her face welcomed us when we enter the home supplies section.

This is last thing we need. We're also done buying things we need at the house, necessarily.

"Uh, yes. We're looking for beds. Can you show us?" I smiled at her. She seems nice.

"Okay, follow me here." she said and grabs my precious Junhoe's hands and start to walked away leaving me behind, and I glares at her.

How dare you touch my Junhoe? I hate you! I take back what I said, she's not nice, she's a whore.

I just follow them until we reach the corner of the store where the beds can found.

"What size do you prefer, Sir?" she said in a flirtatious tone, smirking at me.

The audacity, huh?

"I personally want a king size bed but I'll ask my wife first." Junhoe replied, smiling.

I looked at him, shocked.

Did he really say "my wife"? I must be dreaming, right?

"You're married?!" the girl almost yelled, also shocked at what she heard.

"Yeah, here's my wife. Pretty, right?" he said with a huge grin plastered on his beautiful face.

Serves you right, bitch. He's mine. And yes, I heard it right.

My wife. I want to hear this everyday.

I saw Junhoe turn to my direction, smiling.

Oh my gosh!

"Jagi, what size do you want?" he locks his hands into mine.

I want your dick size, is it okay? Oh gosh, kidding. No.

"I-I just want a a simple queen size bed. But if you want a bigger size, it's fine for me." I said looking up to him as he was a little taller than me.

"My Jagi wants a queen size, we'll take it." he proudly smiles at her and back to me. He pinched my cheeks then mumbled "so cute, my jagi."

I looked at the bitch beside us and she looks terrible. She saw me looking at her, then glared. I glared back. I can't lose to that bitch, duh.

Whatever.

But waaaaah. If this is a fucking dream then don't freaking wake me up until Junhoe is done fucking me. Shit, I need to stop. But. Please. No.