《Dare: Love within the student council》iii
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Jeongwoo stared at Doyoung entering the room in his white lab coat, a lunch box on hand then to Jihoon who was giggling lightly while currently on a call as he set an appointment with his husband for a date. He frowned nd tried to focus on his task, he stared at his work then frowned even more.
It was obvious that he has some pent up frustration. He groaned and suddenly stood up from his seat, slamming his desk and catching Yedam and Doyoung in surprise. Jeongwoo glared at his Ceo and declared, "I'm taking a paid leave. I need to talk to Mashiho hyung. I MISS MY HUSBAND"
Yedam nodded and watched his engineer leave the main office in a huff. He and Doyoung stared at each other then chuckled, "So he finally snapped, huh?"
"Keita and Mashiho hyung is gonna get their bit of snarky Jeongwoo"
"They shouldnt have bet on how long Haruto and Jeongwoo can last without seeing each other. Their boredom is really something" Yedam shook his head as he remembered the email he received a few months ago about a dare proposal. Doyoung smiled shaking his head in defeat, "You say that as if you have not placed your bet on Jeongwoo snapping"
Haruto groaned as he stared at the additional task that Mashiho is assigning. He was getting grumpier by each day he was not able to see Jeongwoo. He had been missing his husband for almost a year now. Mashiho stared at that dark air Haruto was unconsciously releasing and slightly gulped. He needs Jeongwoo to snap soon else he would lose his bet. "Another job?"
"I-its not that important, so--"
Before Mashiho could finish his sentence, the door burst open revealing an obviously angry Jeongwoo who marched towards the Mashiho's desk. "HYUNG"
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Mashiho slightly jolted in surprise at the sudden vigor that the sun kissed husband of his samurai was speaking, "HARU IS GONNA TAKE A LEAVE UNTIL I SAY HE IS ALLOWED TO WORK"
"O-of course. I was about to tell him that he can refuse this time's mission" Mashiho slightly stutterred as he saw the fury in the intruder's eyes that would not take a refusal as an answer. He tried to gather his composure but failed. Haruto was shocked at the sudden happenings and stared at his husband with mouth wide open.
Jeongwoo glared at Haruto in dripping anger making the samurai shiver. He gulped as he heard Jeongwoo start to scold him, "And YOU! How dare you not refuse these requests and not meet me for almost a year? Come here, you need to be scolded"
Mashiho sighed as soon as Jeongwoo dragged Haruto out of the office by hand. He immediately dialed a number on his phone and said, "Cover all of Jeongwoo's expenses. I need to win him over"
"Woo~" Haruto pleaded as he kneeled on the floor of their hotel room, the samurai obviously trying to lighten the mood of his husband.
Jeongwoo was huffing in frustration when tears spilled from his eyes. He started to sob making Haruto jumped up and rush to check his husband in worry, "Are you sick? Are you hurt? IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG? JEONGWOO WHY ARE YOU CRYING?"
Haruto was almost in tears as he panicked. He cant have his husband, his life and his heart be crying. His imagination was running rampant. Jeongwoo watched how his samurai's facial expression was changing in an obvious tone of anxiety and fear making him laugh. Jeongwoo encircled Haruto's neck with his arms, "Ru~ I miss you~ I'm not me without you"
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Haruto found himself drowning into Jeongwoo's honest and always sincere eyes. His sanctuary and reason for life. Haruto beamed, his eyes shaping into half moon. Love and adoration expressed by the way he stared at his other half, his hands found its way to Jeongwoo' waist. He neared his husband's face and kissed him. A soft fleeting peck. No rush.
"I miss you too. And your soft lips"
Jeongwoo smiled and positioned himself to straddle in front of Haruto and initiated a kiss. Deep and full of longing. "I miss you more, Ru. Don't kill me next time by letting me miss you too much"
"Sorry, Woo. My liege promised that I could stay with you for a whole year if I finish all his tasks" Haruto breathed, his gaze on Jeongwoo's lips. He tasted it once again, slowly, delectably. Jeongwoo whimpered lightly as he felt Haruto withdrew for air.
"Ru, as much as I love kissing you all day. I wanna cuddle too" Jeongwoo pouted as he acted spoiled. He wanted to have all what he missed for that almost nine months that he had not seen his husband.
Haruto chuckled as Jeongwoo buried his head on Haruto's clavicle, playfully biting his shoulders in the process. Play biting. Jeongwoo kissed the part he bit and chuckled. "Hmmm. Bliss"
"I'm happy to be of your service, princess" Haruto laughed as he stood up while carrying Jeongwoo who clung on him like a koala and walked towards the intercom to order their lunch. Jeongwoo started to get the idea of kissing Harutoin every spot he could. Haruto lightly groaned at the cuteness and ended the call immediately.
"You cute little, ouch" Jeongwoo bit Haruto's cheeks. The reaction made Jeongwoo satisfiably happy. As he jumped down from Haruto's embrace and stuck his tongue out playfully, "Serves you right"
Haruto shook his head smiling as he rubbed the spot Jeongwoo bit with his right hand and pulled Jeongwoo to him with his free hand. "Woo, you're being naughty now"
Jeongwoo shivered as he know what that squinted look in his eyes and his confident smirk means. He knew the next words the samurai would say in the his low baritoned voice that is just too charming to resist, "what shall we do with you?"
As usual Jeongwoo was places in tranced by the hidden fatal charm of his usual clumsy husband, "what do you think, dear?"
"I-i'm fine with whatever your thinking" Jeongwoo gulped as Haruto laughed in such a low voice and was staring at him dangerously. Haruto kissed Jeongwoo quickly and said, "What is it I am thinking of?"
What do you think Haru is thinking of?
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