Your morning begins with a silly conversation with your boyfriend regarding superheroes. Captain America to be exact. Which was his favorite. Though he can’t help but feel a tiny bit of jealousy when you keep on emphasizing how hot the supersoldier is.
“He’s just- Urgh- Oh my Gosh-” The catchphrase of a fangirl. You twirl around the kitchen then make your way to his side with a spring in your step.
“We do have quite a resemblance, don’t you think so?” And you can never forget that Jaehyun is a man with pride.
A pancake slice completely cooked and he transfers it to a serving plate before pouring sufficient batter into the pan. The mixture sizzles as soon as it comes into contact.
“Well… You’ve got the guns, the chest, the abs, but-”
“But what?”
Teasingly you drag a finger down his spine and slip your hand into the back pocket of his sweatpants. “Maybe you need to work harder on the Korean ass,” surprising him with a possessive squeeze on his bottom.
That action itself has Jaehyun jolts sharply, messing up the once perfectly rounded batter with the wooden spatula. “Damn it, babe!”
