"O-Oh.. i'm okay with it.."

I kissed her cheeks and she seems to be flustered by it.

I placed her down here in the kitchen.

She starts to move around.

"I'll cook, you can sit or watch TV"

"No, i want to cook" she smiles.

"No i will, go on, shoo" i pushed her ass.

"Hey, i really want to cook." She crossed her arms facing me.

"What will you cook then?"

"Kimchi fried rice, Korean pan-fried fish-"

"That's a handful, i'll do it"

"It's not, trust me daddy"

I smiled hearing her say it just easy.

"What did you say?" I grabbed her chin.

"Trust me?"

"No, the other one"

"Oh yeah that"

"Say it" i frowned.

"Later, i have to cook, go away" she pushes me from behind.

"Oh, sure Mrs. Jeon, just be ready later" i smirked.

"Aish, shoo."

Y/n's POV

We finished eating.

I was happy he wasn't a nuisance when i was in the kitchen.

"You cook so good wife, that deserves a kiss" he was standing up and i quickly ran.

"Get back here!"

I ran straight to our garden.

"Come here Mrs. Jeon, you owe me too much" he said as he ran after me.

I kept panting as i ran.

"Ah!!"

He caught me and we fell to the ground but he was supporting my head from the fall.

Both of us pant.

I looked at the night sky and it's perfect.

Our lawn is somehow well-lit.

I was astounded when he moved my face to look back at him.

We stare at each other's eyes.

He slowly lowers his face on mine.

He pecked my lips for a long second.

He lifted his face to look at me again.

He lowered back down and he's kissing me.