[Sohee's POV]
Taeyoung and I have moved into our own place together. It's only been two weeks, but the giddy feelings brought on by him always being around—sleeping in his arms every night, eating together all the time, his excited face when I get home from work—all of these fresh feelings have still not subdued.
"Can we visit Junwoo today?" I ask.
"No." He says while chewing on a snack.
"Why?"
"Because I said so." I know he's playing around with me, the small smile on his mouth gives it away. But I can't help the frustration that builds inside of me.
Taeyoung, this is the wrong time to play with me.
"Taeyoung," I whine and grab his arm.
He shakes his head with a smile.
"Fine! I'll go by myself." I move to get up but he grabs my arm and pulls me back down.
"You're not going anywhere."
Noises of annoyance leave my mouth as tears of frustration build. I do my best to blink them away before he notices. While I know it's irrational to cry, it's just my hormones, my eyes just won't stop leaking. Then my body shakes. I cast my head down to try and hide this while I desperately try to take control of my emotions.
How embarrassing. Taeyoung hasn't witnessed me pmsing while living together yet.
"Sohee?" His teasing tone vanished and concern replaces it. He tries to look at my face but I move away.
"Sohee," he holds onto my face and moves it so then I have no choice but to look at him.
In all of my teary pms glory. I begin to cry out as the tears just collapse.
"Sohee, what's wrong?"
My words aren't coherent, but I try to tell him that I'm fine and it's just my hormones acting up.
"Baby, I can't understand you." His thumbs try to catch every tear but it's useless.
I give up and wrap my body around him like a koala to a branch.
"Baby girl, did I say something?" He laughs nervously.
"N-no. I-it's n-nothing," I manage to say.
"Don't lie to me." His hands rub my back.
"N-nothing. P-period."
"What?"
"PMS!" I shout at him.
His eyes widen in shock.
"I'm sorry," I mumble.
"Do you need anything?"
I shake my head against him.
"Are you sure?"
"Just cuddle," I say against his shirt.
He chuckles and squeezes his arms around me. "I can do that."
After a while of being held, a new sensation washes over me.
"Taeyoung?" I muffle into his chest. "Do we have chocolate?"
"Chocolate? Uh, no."
"Can you get me some chocolate?"
He begins to chuckle and he grabs my face. His eyes peer down at my own. "My little girl wants chocolate?"
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Translation of Love
Romance[A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY AND ON THE WATTY'S 2018 LONGLIST] "As if I'm dreaming, his lips touch mine. It's awkward, with my head turned to the side and his beside mine, but when his hand comes up to hold my jaw, it becomes all too easy to kiss him b...
