Tiffany (SNSD) x Male Reader
⚠️Smut⚠️
(A/n: Requested but they asked not to be mentioned.)
Tiffany's POV
"Jagi!" I yelled through the apartment.
"Yes?" He came into the bedroom.
"It's your turn to go get the kids," I smiled.
"Right," Y/n set down the mail. "Did you want me to get anything for you?"
"Just you and them home safely," I sat up in our bed.
Y/n pecked my lips, holding my hips.
"Tell me I have time," he whispered.
I looked towards our clock, his kisses trailing to my neck.
"Sorry baby," I pouted at him. "But we don't."
My husband sighed playfully then pulled away from my neck.
"Okay," he nodded.
"Don't worry," I winked. "We'll have time later."
Y/n pouted before slapping my butt.
"I'll hold you to that," he said over his shoulder as he left our room.
I smiled before grabbing my phone. I dialed my mom's number.
"Eomma," I said into the phone. "Would you watch the kids for the night and possibly tomorrow night?"
"Of course honey," she agreed. "Is Y/n bringing them?"
"Yeah but he doesn't know it yet," I giggled. "We would like to have a mini weekend getaway. At least for two days."
"I'll call him and tell him to deliver my grand babies to me and your Appa then," she laughed.
"Thank you Eomma!" I cheered. "I love you!"
"I love you too honey!" Her voice was also cheery. "And call your Appa next time."
"Ne," I said before hanging up.
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"Okay if you would inform me that I should take the kids to your Eomma and Appa's house before I leave that would be nice," Y/n walked in. "Umm, what's going on?"
"Pack a bag baby," I winked.
"Where are we going?" He tilted his head.
"Jeju," I kept folding a shirt.
"Finally!" He cheered.
Y/n began packing his clothes, his favorite swim trunks on top. We ate some quick dinner before taking his car to the boat docks.
I showed our ferry tickets to the security guard. He let us on.
"I'm so excited," Y/n did a happy dance.
"Tell me how you are still not out of the phase of you being Super Junior's maknae?" I teased.
"The same way you're not out of your phase for wanting to keep getting pregnant," he winked.
"Ass," I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Wifey," he poked my cheek.
"Stop," I giggled.
"No," he shook his head.
"I'll send you back to Vancouver," I teased.
"Tiffany," he sighed. "I grew up there before coming here. Then I married you after being in my group. Therefore, what I'm trying to say is I have nothing there if you and the kids are here."
