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Opppppppaaaa!!!!~ Long time no see or talk.

Gifts are the norms for Kiyong, especially when he gives it to the people he loves the most. He likes to share what he have, not only in material things but in his little ways. Maybe because he’s been doing it a lot the past years of his life that he ran out of ideas. Whilst the panic on her face when it’s the 20th and he still haven’t come up with the best gift to give to his wife. It took him long hours in the mall, and more hours of pondering at home before he finalized the birthday gift his wife well deserves.

Kiyong placed the mocked mixtape filled with their favorite songs under her pillow, before decorating the whole house with balloons and birthday banners. Seojun helped along ( not really ) as he strips around whatever he stick on the wall. Everything is set. The collection of foods she loves the most, the cheesecake he baked with the help of Stephanie, the guitar and microphone in the living room. Sojin is the only one missing. Kiyong’s heart tremble as he waits for her to arrive from somewhere. His lips curves into a wide smile while Seojun amused his self with some jello and yogurt on the seat.

As soon as the door clicks open, the male model inhales and began to play the guitar, and then a song he specially composed for her. [ x - x - x ]

Her day started with a sigh.

That morning, she rolled to the other side of the bed to find it empty. It wasn’t much of a surprise, these rather empty moments are part of the consequences of marrying an up-rising supermodel. She wasn’t too sad, -but she misses him. Like she always does.

Then, she was eager to fall back to sleep. She grabbed on her husband’s pillow hugging it tightly as she takes his scent and the warmth that’s left from it. Such an ecstatic feeling. If only it wasn’t just her husband’s remnants she was cuddling with.

A squeal woke her up from her morning daze. It was Seojun’s. He always cries in the morning, -and he hates waking up alone. However, the squeal wasn’t of distress at all. How strange. Rolling off from the bed, she didn’t bother to fix her hair nor pull the sleeve of his husband’s shirt that has rolled down her shoulder. She had to check on her baby first.

But.. “Wha–?” Sojin wasn’t sure of what she was seeing as she opened the door from the bedroom. She must’ve been still dreaming. Everything’s still in a blur though she could clearly see Kiyong in the center of the room singing a song. Is he.. serenading her?

Her cheeks instantly turned red. A natural effect as her heart beats faster sending blood to her face. What’s happening? It didn’t take long until she noticed. Balloons, banners. It’s her birthday! Her smile was now from ear to ear. I love you, I love you so much.The words remained on her head as she watched him. Speechless, yet loving. Thank you, thank you so much.

#mranxn #Gifts;#submission

My wife, I love you always.

- and I love you too, my hubbie.

#mranxn #hubbie

Doctor doctor~

…Feel good~ (/he chortles at his bad rendition of a song, a good deep breath taken as he lifted his gaze towards the taller male and did a small salute) Good to see you back, Kiyong.

#Ahhhh I'm slowly seeing familiar faces again.#mranxn #replies

“I’m so sorry about that! Let me buy you a new sandwich.”

➤ mranxn ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. )

There goes her lunch for today. Most likely it on accident but it was dropped in a second when someone bumped into her. Eyes pierced into the ground most of the time with her lower lip sticking out. Uncertain of how she was going to fix this tiny issue only to hear the other stranger, this particular male speak up. An apology with an offering, supposed the good actually weighs the bad once in a while.

The brunette wasn’t having it today, she should be at work by now. Silently enjoying her food in peace without anyone coming between her and her lunch, which was still on the ground. She crouches down briefly, ignoring anyone else who was around her in order to clean up the mess that was formed. Scooping most of it up with the napkins that were tucked underneath it. Tossing into the nearest trash bin, asking one of the employees if they would be kind enough to clean up any remainders that she couldn’t.

Hana doesn’t hesitate to approach the male who created this accident, eyes playfully narrowed to his direction when doing so. Arms folding to her chest and she taps her feet onto the polished floor. ❝So, I assume the offering for that sandwich is still up, right?❞ Asking, curiosity layering over the question with her head tilting to one side. Clearing her throat softly with her teeth sinking down on her lower lip. The only thing she had left in her lunch was the container containing fruits along with her strawberry milk.

#&mem.#mranxn #&inqry.

( ` he release a small laugh, half his palm covering his face ) Apologies for disappearing all of a sudden. I was occupied with work, and family stuffs ( ` he takes her hand to tap his cheek ) this is not a dream. i am real. ( ` grins widely ) and I have been well. [[ *dance around coz im back y'all ]]

(` her smile broadens a little at his gestures, shaking her head at his apology.) You don’t have to apologise for anything at all! Life gets in the way at times, but I’m really glad that you’re healthy and well though, you lookin’ cool as ever. (` grins and holds up a thumb, laughing along with her comment.) It must be a good day ahead then! Please don’t poof on me again, amigo.

#responds.#TOSSES CONFETTI #WELCOME BACK!#mranxn

Do you still remember me?

I think the more appropriate question is, will I ever not remember you, mister? (` wrinkles her nose and beams a smile at him soon after, clasping her hands in front of her chest.) I missed you, really. I haven’t seen you in what feels like hundreds of years ago - I’m not dreaming, right? (` pats her cheek with her hand and grins.) Please, please tell me you’re doing well and everything. Come here, let me hug you real tight!

#responds.#you're back!!#mranxn