When Jeonghan was courting you, he treated you like the most special girl in the world.

When he dated you, he treated you like a princess.

Before he married you, he promised to treat you like a queen. But now that you became his wife, he is now the king.

"Honey, let's watch the  Asian Sea games," he said while watching T.V and laying his head on your lap.

"But can't you see that I am watching this drama?" you declined.

"You can watch it anytime. Change the channel and let me watch the games."

"Whatever. Watch what you want."

"Where is the remote control?"

"There, beside your feet."

"Can you get it dear?"

"Hello Yoon Jeonghan? I SAID THE REMOTE CONTROL IS RIGHT THERE. BE-SIDE YOU."

"Oh come on.  I can't get up right now. Pretty please?"

After a long sigh, you decided to get the remote control and gave it to him. "Here. Happy?"

"Thanks baby. You are the best!" he praised as he quickly changed the channel.

Jeonghan is always like this; being so bossy and sometimes irritating. You love him. Yes you do. But there when you are together, you can't help to question yourself if this guy still loves you the same way he did before.

"Honey can you scratch my back? There on my left side," he asked for a favor. AGAIN.

You gritted your teeth, taking deep breaths before granting his wish.

"Ahh, that feels good," he moaned. "Your hand skills are great, makes me wanna feel them brushing on my hair. Speaking off my hair, honey please brush my hair using your hands. That will feel so damn good."

THAT'S IT! YOUR PATIENCE REACHED IT'S LIMIT!

You pulled his hair, and so he winced, "A-A-Ah! Ouch! Honey!?" He fell down from the couch, touched his hair and looked at you in awe. "W-why did you pull my hair? It hurts!"

"I HATE YOU!" you shouted, and so his eyes widened.

"Are you mad? Why?" he asked innocently. Seriously, he really doesn't know why.

"I DON'T KNOW! GO WATCH THE TV BY YOURSELF. HMP!" you threw a tantrum, stood up and went inside your room.

Jeonghan freeze right there, jaw almost dropped before he blinked a thousand times. "What was that?" he asked himself.

He meditates for half an hour just to know the exact answer why you got mad. He couldn't even enjoy the Asian Sea games! Quite frustrated and apologetic, he went inside the room. And the first thing you saw is his pouted lips.

"Honey," he called you in sweet tone.

You turned your back to face the window while you are sitting on the soft bed. "Why are you here? The Asian sea games aren't done yet."

He hates to see you sulk, it breaks his heart but at the same time, he finds it cute. "I'm sorry okay? If I do something to make you mad, then I am sorry. But we can't fix this if you won't tell me."

He has a point dear. Maybe, the best thing to do is to lower your pride and have a proper talk with the man you love. "I-I hate it when you boss me around. Telling me to do this, do that. Sometimes, I thought you don't love me anymore. That you only see me as a maid, not a wife."

Jeonghan, who bowed his oath to make you happy for his entire life, has those disappointed reaction on his face. It wasn't his intention and he never treats you like a maid! He is disappointed at you, and at himself for making you feel that way. That's why he couldn't utter words to say, to speak, to share. Instead, he came closer and sits beside you, looking at the same window together.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, interlocking his fingers. "If I made you feel that way, sorry (y/n), my wife. You know, Monday to Friday, I am always working like hell. When weekends come, my body feels so tired. So maybe, I didn't notice that I boss you around, when actually, all I want is a full rest."

His statement made you guilty somehow.

"What can I do? Tell me," he begged, leaning his face closer to yours. "Hmmm?"

"I-I am not mad anymore," you mumbled.

"Yes you are. Okay, hmmmm? What about this? You will be my master for tonight and I'll do anything you ask," he offered.

That sounds like a good idea! Finally you tend to him with a smile on your face. It seems like Jeonghan and you have the same characteristic when it comes to bullying. No wonder, same feather flocks together; same feather married each other.

"Anything I'll say? You will do anything?" you said, grinning all around.

Jeonghan suddenly feel so nervous. "S-Sure. Anything."

"Then..." You crossed your arms and raised your brow. "Sit on the floor and barked 'Arf arf!'"

Your husband frowned and complained. "THAT IS NOT FAIR! I AM NOT A DOG!"

"But you said you'll do anything," you acted like a kid.

Jeonghan massages his temples before sighing. "Ahhhhh." The he nods. "Okay okay. Don't you ever laugh. Got it?"

"Yippie!"

(Seriously. A lot of reader may wonder how immature these couple!)

Jeonghan sat on the floor. He is gritting his teeth, like he is forcing himself to do this. His eyes glanced on you before he barked, "Arf arf!"

Damn! He is so cute!

You can't help but to fall for your husband's cuteness again and again!

"Happy now?" he asked, now wearing an irritated expression.

"Not yet. I want you to do something," you teased.

"What?!"

"I am your master for tonight. You cannot take it back."

"But-"

"No but's."

"Argh. What are the next things you want my dearest queen?"

"Stay there. Don't move. Don't speak."

"Are you planning to make me sleep here and..."

You pecked on his lips. Jeonghan got frozen by your sudden kiss! He looked at your eyes and about to cup your cheeks but you stopped him. "No! I said don't move!" So like a good puppy, he halted. You put his hands behind his back as you whispered, "This is my command. Whatever I'll do, don't move, don't stop me and don't you make any sound. Okay?"

Again, he nods his head up and down. You sat in front of him, and draw closer to him making his heart beats so fast. When you kissed his cheek, he felt warmth spread through his limbs as his mind has a pleasant buzz. A hot breath blew on Jeonghan's neck, then a tender brush of lips peck on his neck, burning as they make a contact. Jeonghan felt the electricity in his skin, hormones shutting down his higher brain and the rise of his animal self.

"W-Wait," he muttered as if he is catching his own breath. His ears are all red and  his hands are itchy to touch you, to embrace you and to roam them around your soul.

"Shshh," you hushed. "I already set the rules right? Tonight I am your queen." You touched his ears, and for him, even your finger tips are a kind of electric that whenever they touch his skin tingles in frenzy of static.

Jeonghan breathe deep. In. Out. Now, he is on his limit.

"I'm sorry," he said. "But I think, I'll continue being your king." Then he smashed his lips against yours, brought you on the bed and starts unbuttoning his shirt.

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A/n: *author is dead*