Chapter-08
First Day~

My eyes fluttered as soon as my mind woke up. I heard birds chirping around and the sun shoving its rays at us. I decided to start to enjoy my morning with the sunrays. My eyes couldn't help but to look at the other side of the bed, there he sleeps, like an angel. His hair covered his forehead perfectly and his doe eyes looked so innocent when closed.

No doubt he is handsome. Like, it is an universal fact, how may I deny it? I didn't even realise I started smiling just by a glimpse of him. Last night, we had a kiss, that I would not really love to mention. We fought too. It is bad that we fought at the very first night, but what can I even do?

After satisfying my heart with his looks, I looked at the huge clock hung on the wall. It showed 7:30. I yawned before slipping out of the covers. I lazily strolled to the shelf and picked out a pair of clothes for me to wear. With these clothes, I proceeded to jump into the washroom.
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After a long hot shower, I decided to get out of the washroom and not waste my time pampering myself. I twisted the doorknob and walked into the room. Though, I did do a whole session of skincare in there, but now, my hair were still left.

I stood in front of the vanity table and dropped my towel on the bed, beside him. I picked up my hair dryer, "Should I do it? Right now? When he is asleep?" I glanced over to the clock, it was time for him to wake up anyways. I turned on its switch and it blew strong yet hot air towards me.

He started rolling on the bed with the pillow covering his ears. Yet still, I didn't mind him and continued drying my hair. I turned my head to his side, just to dry my hair, that's when I saw him sitting in the bed with his gaze piercing my soul. I gulped before switching off the hairdryer and keeping it back at its place.

I looked back into his eyes, my body shivered just by his gaze. "You know it is eight thirty in the morning and you just disturbed my sleep." He said with his voice sounding so hoarse. I nodded, "But you wake up by eight thirty, don't you?" "I do, but today, I had plans to sleep a little more."

He reached the side of the bed I was standing by. And then, his hands moved towards me, almost capturing me. I moved away in fear. "Sorry-" "I am just playing with you. Why are you so frightened?"

It is true that I still don't trust him. Well, I am just unknown of the world he works in, and I am afraid he might be a scary beast. His aura makes me extremely weak, for sure.

I was just thinking, when I saw him coming towards me. I looked around for an escape, but it was too late. I was already trapped in between his arms and the wall.

"I am your husband. You can't run away like this. I'm just touching you. Why are you thinking of me as a monster?" His words were calm and demanding, yet I couldn't help but to think once again. "I am shy." Of course, I cannot tell him that I think of him so dangerous. What if he assumes it wrong? What if he assumes it is harsh?

"Shy or scared?", he cocked his eyebrow at me and I stood silent. It was true I felt both of them, but I cannot tell him. After two minutes of staring at me all silent, he sighed.

"Okay, take time and get comfortable.", as expected, he assumed it the way I didn't want him to. I just sighed and watched him pick his white shirt and black trouser out of the shelf, and make his way into the washroom.

I did feel bad for not playing along with him, but I had no other option. I picked up the hair dryer and continued drying my hair with guilt.
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I rambled in the refrigerator to find something good to cook. The refrigerator was pretty big and light black in colour. I swear that I can find anything in this, just by seeing the amount of food it carries. I am not a great cook, but I do know how to cook some basic things. I decided to try making pancakes that I had a little bit of idea about.

I proceeded to make the light yellow batter for pancakes. And luckily, the batter was just like I wanted it to be. I poured some butter in the pan and it sizzled. I poured some batter in the pan and it started spreading around. Its sweet smell hits my nostril and I sigh in relief and happiness.

I was almost ready when I remembered what Jungkook told me, long ago. He told me that Taehyung loves strawberries a lot. I decided onto making some strawberry smoothie, just not to make breakfast too plain.
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I was done with the cooking and messing. I started settling down everything on the dining table. It glanced onto the clock, it was a long time now. He must be coming any moment now.

And as I said, he is here. In his formal attire, "Oh, yes. Just get it arranged. I want it perfect, I repeat perfect." Those were his last words before he hung up the call. I shook my head and continued serving the breakfast.

He walked towards the table and settled down at one of the chairs. I kept a plate full of pancakes in front of him. And then, I settled myself down, in front of him. "Are you so uncomfortable that you don't want to sit next to me?", I frowned at his words. "What? But aren't we fine sitting in front of each other?", I questioned, to which, he just rolled his eyes.

"Just sit with me." I had no plans on fighting for such a minor reason, so I simply made my way towards him. Pulling the chair out, I dropped onto it. He shifted my chair towards him. I startled and my head landed on his shoulder. He chuckled and apologized. I rolled my eyes. I did leave Jungkook, but now I have another copy of Jungkook here.

And I will be honest, I am somewhat happy is not rude, instead, he is playful. A glanced over to him, he was smiling.

"You don't cook bad." Did he expect me to mess up with the kitchen when cooking? "Thanks." He stared at me with the smile on his lips not vanshing. I frowned, "What?" "You have something in your eyes." I frowned, eyes? "What is it?" "My heart." I paused, "What?" "Your eyes took my heart."

I felt my heart fluttering, along with butterfiles flying in my stomach. I couldn't help but to feel myself on the cloud nine. No ways I expected such words from him. I managed to look away from the handsome face who smiled so brilliant. My cheeks tempered up so well.

How may I react to it? "Th-Thanks.", dumbo me, what did I just say? "Universal facts." He muttered and continued eating his food, like he didn't flirted with me. What can I even say? So, I continued munching on my food.

Long time after, we were done munching our food with awkward silence accompanying us. Now, once again, he was busy with a call so I decided to pick up the dishes.

"I am going. I will come back around nine.", I looked at him, who was covering his phone and looking at me. I nodded, "Dinner?" "Yes, and don't worry about the households, the maids will be here." I nodded and continued working.

"I will get going now." "Yes." I waited for him to walk away but he didn't even move a muscle, and was staring at me. I cocked my eyebrows up at him. "I will go now." He sounded as if he was waiting for me to say something. It took me two minutes to realise his demand. "Bye, take care."

That's it, his lips curved up in a smile. "Yes, you too, take care." With that, he walked away with a peck in his steps.

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