“, dude. That’s hurts!”

     “Oh sorry. Did I hurt you?”

     “Of course! You stepped on my feet, stupid!”

     “What can I compensate for this?”

      “Be my fake boyfriend.”

         “Appa. This is my boyfriend…”

         The elders in front of them blinks in shock. Their son, chic and rude and bad boy has fallen for a nerd, glasses wearing kis? This is very shocking indeed causing them to be speechless.

          “Hello, chlid.”

           “Hello, eommonim, abeonim…”

           “So pretty and soft spoken. I like you…”

           “Kamasahamnida, eomonim…”

           “Aish~”

           “Shush, son. We approve of him. So… when are you going to get married?”

           “Appa!”

           “Can I touch you?”

           Blinks

           “Wae?”

           The shorter blinked.

           “Because I want to…”  

The smooth skin are supple, and the kisses are chaste, as if threading on ice, nimble and quick. As quick as their clothes falling off their body. The sound of skin meeting skin echoed in the room along with heavy breathing accomponied with a breathless scream. And finally a silent ringing.

The smell of their aftermath lingered aroun