daddy lessons | 2jae

| ten |

Authors Note
Sorry I didn't update for a couple days. I've been completely enveloped into the world of kpop without any break, god I hate myself. I'm dead because I just saw the video for NCT U's The 7th Sense and now I can't breathe. Anyways, here's chapter ten.

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I smiled at the scent of japchae cooking on the stove. I was making dinner for Jaebum and I so it would be ready when he got home.

I kept on having to roll up the sleeves of Jaebum's sweatshirt, as it was rather large on me.

The aroma of the noodles with the vegetables floating in the air, made my stomach grumble.

Fun fact, sunshine is not happy until he gets food.

Or Im Jaebum, either works fine.

I was just placing the japchae on plates when I heard the front door swing open, the sound of footsteps following it.

" What is that smell? "

" Dinner made especially by Choi Sunshine. "

His smile was making my heart beat irregularly as he walked into the kitchen.

JB wrapped his arms around my waist, placing his chin on my shoulder and brushing his lips against my cheek.

" You are seriously amazing. "

" I know I am. "

My body shuddered as he growled into my ear, running his hand up my side.

" Yah, don't get too cocky princess. You are still in trouble for teasing me earlier. "

I smirked, turning around to face him, leaning against the counter, away from the food.

" And what are you going to do about it? "

" I don't think you want to find out. "

I walked closer, slinging my arm around his neck and pulling him to me.

" What if I do? "

I felt him shiver and I knew I had him as he leaned down to kiss me.

Just as he was about to, I backed away, leaving him hanging.

I giggled as he almost fell, eyes flying open.

I picked up a plate, offering it to him.

" Here darling, I worked very hard on that. "

I held in my laughter as he was still in shock and I put the plate in his hand, standing on my toes to whisper into his ear.

" Don't waste it dad- whoops! I mean Jaebum. "

I trailed into the living space, up the stairs, leaving him a mess.

God, I'm good.

I went into our bedroom, turning on the television hanging on the blue painted walls.

I heard the water running downstairs, most likely JB washing dishes.

After a while, the water turned off and footsteps were coming up the stairs.

When the door opened, I chuckled as he gave me a dirty look.

" Why are you like this? "

I pretended to be oblivious, shrugging at his statement.

" I don't know what you mean. "

" You know damn straight what I mean. Why are you such a tease? You make it so hard to not- "

I furrowed my eyebrows as he stopped talking abruptly.

" Make it hard to not do what? "

He sighed, running his fingers through his ebony colored hair.

" To not show you how much you mean to me. To not make love to you. "

My heart sped up, beating nearly out of my chest.

" Well then why don't you? "