ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕣 ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 | Woosan.

● September Fifthteenth ●

"I'm home!" I yelled as I walked through the front door and put my bag down before going to the living room.

"Hey honey- Woah."

"What?"

"Your hair and eyebrows."

"Oh..I had to dye it because I'm going to be a backup dancer in a music video and they wanted me to fit the look," I said sitting down beside him, "Does it look bad?"

"No. I actually really like it. You look hot," He said making me smile widely.

"Really?" I asked leaning in and he nodded before kissing me.

"You always look hot," He said smirking at me and I chuckled before kissing him once more.

"I love you."

"I love you, too. Have you eaten? I was actually about to make lunch."

"Yeah, but don't worry about it. I'll make lunch."

"Are you sure? You just got home."

"Yeah. You are relaxing. I got it," I said before kissing him and stood up from the couch.

"Babe-"

"I love you!" I said walking away and heard him chuckle.

"I love you, too!" He said before I entered the kitchen.

San's POV.

I looked at the TV for a moment before sighing and stood up from the couch and went to the kitchen and crossed my arms looking at him and he raised an eyebrow at me.

"What?"

"You know," I said before he gave me an annoyed expression and rolled his eyes.

"Fine. You can make lunch," He said making me chuckle and nod before I went to the counter and took the stuff he had away, "You may not be my Professor anymore, but you're still annoying."

"Do you want sex tonight?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him and he crossed his arms, looking away, "Choi Wooyoung, look at me when I'm talking to you," I said gripping his chin and turned his head making him look at me, "Answer."

"Are you going to spank me if I don't?" He asked smiling widely at me.

"Do you deserve it?" I asked squinting my eyes at him.

"Always. I'm ready, Professor Choi," He said turning his butt to me and I rolled my eyes playfully.

"No. You enjoy it too much," I said, making him look at me with a cute pout and I chuckled shaking my head before I felt him slap my ass really hard, making my eyes widen before I glared at him.

"Ooh, have you been doing squats?" He asked feeling my butt.

"Woo."

"What?"

"One."

"Uh oh."

"Two."

"Oh no. Hang on, wait! I'm sorry!"

"Run," I said before he ran to the living room and I went after him.

"Would a kiss make it better?" He asked standing on the other side of the coffee table and I shook my head, "A hug?! High five?! Blowjob?! I'll take off my shirt!" He yelled before quickly taking it off and I raised an eyebrow looking at his chest and bit my bottom lip.

"As much as I love seeing you. No. Put it back on and come here," I said, making him sigh as he put it back on and walked slowly towards me with his head down.