The party came to an ending. Linda decided to continue her evil plans after the two days off. Junn tried to stop her from going to far. But he never booked results and let her be.
Daehyun was driving the car. He is taking Mijoo home. 'Want me to undress you once we are home? It will be faster to jump under the shower.' Mijoo shook her head. 'I'm sorry mister. But I can't take strangers back home. I have to be careful of perverts.' Daehyun looked at Mijoo with disbelief. 'Mister? A pervert? I'm basically your husband. I'm heartbroken...' It sounds great hearing the word husband out of his mouth. Mijoo liked it. 'Husband? Sounds like music to my ears.' She chuckled. 'I don't mind if you come up for a cup of tea.' Daehyun made a fist with his hand and threw it in the air. 'Yess.'
She unlocked the door and invited him inside. 'Can you sit for 2 minutes while I change my clothes? Really quick.' He nodded his head. And Mijoo disappeared. Daehyun stood up and walked around the room to distract himself and not to jump on her at the first house visit. Her living room was minimal. Not much to look at. But the furniture got his attention. It has this thick sturdy construction made out of red cedar wood. Mijoo came out and walked to Daehyun. 'You like it?' She asked. He let his fingers brush over the cabinet. 'It looks nice and authentic. How old are these furnitures.'
'These are just 2 years old.' Mijoo said. Daehyun looked her way. 'Really. I thought these must be more then 50 years old. How come they look so old?' She smiled and shook her head. 'Not gonna say it. It's a secret.'
'Secret? Is that so.' Daehyun cornered her and put his hand on the wall. Mijoo was pinned against the wall. 'Tell me and you survive. Tell me not and be prepared.' She said nothing and shook her head again. Daehyun smiled. 'Are we going to play hard to get. Be it that way miss Mijoo.' He lifted her up and put her on the sideboard. And leaned in until they almost kissed. 'Last chance.' No reaction of Mijoo, she just closed her eyes. Daehyun bit her neck. Mijoo leaned back and hit him. 'What was that for? Should I bite you too?' She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in. Some of the buttons on his shirt flew off. She took her chance and bit on his chest. But she didn't let go. 'Mijoo you are hurting me. Mijoo? Mijoo.' She did not move. So Daehyun slapped her butt. But she bit harder. Mijoo was moaning and leaned against Daehyun. All of a sudden her temperature rises. 'Mijoo? Are you okay. Is it the pain again?' Mijoo let go and nodded her head. Daehyun quickly picked her up and moved her to the bed.
'What can I do? Should I rub your stomach. Do you need water?' She had a hard time speaking. 'It's fine.... Sleep...' He laid next to her and rubbed her stomach. Mijoo saw a blood stain on his chest. She pointed and apologized. 'I... Sorry...' She touched the wound. Daehyun took her hand and kissed it. 'You didn't do it deliberately. Did you. Right?' Daehyun's lifted his eyebrow. Mijoo tried to smile. But she was sweating so much. Than she started to hyperventilate and grabbed on Daehyun. 'What should I do?' He felt worthless watching Mijoo suffer from the pain. Not long after that. She passed out. Daehyun hold her tighter.
The morning light infiltrated the bedroom. Mijoo opened her eyes and saw Daehyun laying next her. She pinched his nose. He snorted and his eyes popped open. Mijoo let out a laugh, she was amused. 'Good morning my sex doll. It was a great night.' Mijoo stuck out her tongue. She got up with the little strength that was left but failed to do so. Daehyun catches her and helps her up.
'I gave you a hard time again, did I. I'm so sorry.' Daehyun hugged her and shook her wildly from left to right. 'Don't be absurd. Why would you give me a hard time. A certain part of my body did have a hard time but that's not important right now. I can hold it back. I promise.' Mijoo poked him in the stomach. Daehyun groaned.
'I need to take a shower. I'm drenched in sweat and dirtied your clothes too. I'll give you oversized clothes so give me yours and I'll wash it.' Daehyun didn't warn her and started to strip. Mijoo's eyes popped out and turned her back to him. 'Were you waiting for me to say it? What's your hurry?' Daehyun was standing in his boxers. 'I was expecting for you to say something else, where I have to undress too but this will do too.'
'I am not going to ask you to take a shower with me. Don't even think about it.' She turned around and saw him standing right in front of her. There was a small explosion in her heart. Her face is on fire. 'Do you like the view? You have been staring at it for a while. Wanna touch it?' She slapped him right on the chest as an answer. 'Your wound, I should clean it and put a plaster on it.' She run off. Daehyun rubbed the spot she hit. 'She loves it. Hehe.'
There was a small first aid box in her hand. She opened the box and took out a cotton bud, dripped jodium on it and rubbed it gently over the open wound. 'Does it hurt?' She looked up with a sad face. 'No, it's fine.' She was done and put the box away. Gave Daehyun clothes before she get to take a shower.
Daehyun was laying on her bed with eyes closed waiting for Mijoo. After a while, he heard the water stop running. Mijoo was done taking a shower.