Jun cleans and cooks, while you fix the broken chair. He watches vlogs on how to be a great babysitter while you browse the fastest way to fix the clog on the shower. In many aspects, you and your husband are differ from each other, especially when it comes to remembering special occasions such as anniversaries etc.

Tonight, the lights are out, scented candle infused you for more deeply than it did in the light of the day. There are flower petals, hues twilights of curtains and a huge baked cake Jun made early in the morning.

“Tada! Surprise honey! Tonight is a special night we need to celebrate!” he exclaimed, arms wide opened as if he would think this may be a huge surprise for you.  By looking at how he prepared everything, you feel guilty. Because…

“Is it my birthday?” pointing yourself, you asked.

His sweet smile went away. “No.”

“Then… our wedding anniversary?”

“No.”

“Aha! Your birthday!”

“No.”

“Ha? Uhmmm? Then, the day we started to go out?”

“No.”

“Our first date?”

“No. No. No. No! No! No!” now he yelled. “HOW COULD YOU FORGOT WHAT’S TONIGHT OCCASION?! ARE YOU EVEN A GIRL?! FOR WHAT I KNOW, GIRLS ARE SENSITIVE ABOUT THIS!” While catching his breath, he turned his head away and pouted his lips.

Usually, girls are aware about celebrating special occasions than boys. But apparently, it seems like Jun is the wife, while you are his husband. Quite frustrating, right? Anyway, you should remember what is today’s occasion or else, he’ll keep on throwing tantrum like a little kid.

“Can’t you just, uhmm, tell me?” you begged.

But your husband rolled his eyes, crossed his arms before going to bed and turned his back against you. “Whatever. If you can’t remember then I’ll rather sleep. Hmp! Goodnight!” Then he closed his eyes.

You clenched your fists and sighed. That’s right. Calm down dear. Calm down. You’ve been living with him for almost two years, so you are familiar of how he sulks when you can’t remember every moment he cherished.

Fortunately, you have a savior. And there are your DIARIES. Seriously. You never wrote diaries since kindergarten to your college days. It only starts when you first met your husband and found out his personalities. You wrote everything that happened to prepare for this kind of outcome. So without making any sounds, you secretly read a diary notes way back 2015, the time when you started to date him. You searched for September 20:

“~September 20. Today, Mr.Wen brought me for a date. We rode in a couple bike and played badminton in the park. Then, we ate ‘kimbap be kidding’ under the starry night sky. It was very romantic that my heart won’t stop from beating. I couldn’t forget how he smiled at me, how he bit his lower lip, how he leaned closer, damn I watch his jawline and it is so sexy! And how he kissed my lips like there was no tomorrow. It was our first kiss~”

“Our first kiss!” you screamed inside your head. You hid the diary back to the cabinet, act natural as possible while walking closer to the bed. “I’m just joking dear. Actually I know what is today’s occasion.” You lied.

He opened his eyes, smiles widely before looking at you. “Really?” he asked with a smirk.

You nod and sat down beside him.

“Then, do it with me. Now. Here.” He sat up and placed his arm above your shoulder.

If we count how many times you kissed your husband, we might end up counting until tomorrow’s afternoon.  You memorized how soft his lips are, and how he used his playful tongue to satisfy your needs. But every time he asked you to kiss him, it was still nerve wrecking just like the first kiss.

“C’mon, babe,” he whispered in your ear and starts kissing your cheek, spreading warmth through your limbs and your mind feels a pleasant buzz. As he leant foreword your pulsed raced. When imprinted his moist, plump lips on the side of your neck, you lost all rational thought, amaze how one touch of his lips could hitch your breath and made you crave for sexual desires.

“O-Okay,” you answered, shivering. You looked at his lips, damn it is so pretty that it can send your mind into a sensual state of intoxication. That’s why you reached toward his face and touch them lightly before the urge to kiss him takes over.

Junhui kisses back, and without authority, his hands undo your hips to sat on his lap, pulling you closer against his body; as a result you were weakened by his seductive gentle touch. He lightly brushed his lips, using a feather-light pressure that his lips just barely grazing yours. It built more anticipation and excitement to your body. He keeps his movements slow, very slow, wet and moist as if he is telling you that you have all the time in the world- and the kiss will speed up soon enough. Now he opened his mouth, offering unrestricted access to invite your tongue to make the first tentative contact.

“Hmmm,” you let out a small moan when you entered your tongue inside his mouth. Junhui take a small breaths through his pointed nose before he welcomed your tongue with a swirl motion inside yours. “J-Jun,” you called his name while catching some air to breathe.

“Ahuh?” he answered, not breaking the kiss. He hugs you and before you know it happened, you are already laying down on the bed while he is sitting on your top.

You emit a tiny gasp when you note the familiar glazing over his eyes. “I remembered. See?” you said, still panting so hard.

He smirks and starts taking his shirt off that made your eyes widened!

“W-wait, why are you?” you asked.

While unbuckling his belt he answered, “this is the main event of our celebration,” he answered.

“Today’s celebration is about our first kiss, right?” You  said while keeping your hands on his chest, barely touches his nipples that made you blushed.

“Ha? Today is our first kiss?” he asked, quite surprised.

“Wait. It is not?!” you gasped.

“Ohhh. So today is our first kiss. I forgot it!” he hit his head. Then looked into your eyes. He put his hands on your shirt and starts unbuttoning it.

“W-Wait. I didn’t take a bath, uhm Jun—“ You protested.

But he leaned closer and whispered, “Remember that night? We were staring at the starry sky. And then, we both wished that in that date, we will make our first baby. Because you didn’t remember, babe, I won’t be gentle. Ready?”

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