Fast forward.
May 24, 2020

"Ari, look at this" she stood up and looked up at Izeul's hands. "It's lovely,
sweetie, how about we put it in water?" Ari asked, taking the flower from Izeul's hands.

Izeul nodded enthusiastically and Ari stood up, taking her hand. "Daddy!" Izeul squealed and quickly let go of her, running towards Namjoon who bent down to pick her up.

"Hi princess how are my girls?" Namjoon asked, kissing Izeul on the cheek. "Dad, I think Ari is sad" his daughter whispered in his ear and Namjoon looked back at Ari, eyebrows raised.

"Why do you think so princess?" he asked as he carefully watched Ari as she slowly approached them with a slightly distracted expression.

Namjoon had been away from home for a few days, but in addition to Ari, he had also talked to the boys. None of them mentioned Ari being unwell or anything happening.

"Honey, are you okay?" he asked as she reached them and pinched Izeul's cheek with a warm smile. "Of course, why?" Ari asked, standing up on her toes to peck his lips.

"Just asking" Namjoon smiled slightly, noticing her avoiding his gaze. "Come on, I've brought presents!" he carefully held Izeul, who jumped into his arms and took Ari's hand, leading them back into the house.

Izeul hurriedly gathered up her gifts in her room, accompanied by Mrs. Jiang, and Namjoon led Ari to their bedroom.

"Okay, baby, now I want the truth" Namjoon said firmly once he closed the door behind them. "What truth?" Ari asked slightly worried and Namjoon leaned against the door, crossing his arms and looking her up and down.

"Ari, you're a terrible liar and that's one of the things I love about you," Namjoon smiled and she sighed, looking away. "If you don't tell me, I'll rip it out by force, my love" Namjoon insisted, bringing her closer, cupping her face so she wouldn't avoid his gaze.

"Tomorrow is the anniversary of Binna's death…" Ari began and Namjoon sputtered slightly, nodding. "I know, and?" still Namjoon continued to insist. "I…" she bit her lip and freed herself from his arms, turning her back on him.

"Ari, you know I love you…" he stood behind her, holding her to his chest. "It's not that…" Ari shook her head and sighed, resting her chin on her chest.

"Then what? For God's sake, honey, tell me what's going on?" he turned her towards him again, holding her shoulders. "Can I come with you?" Ari shot out and looked at him nervously, biting her lip.

"Of course you can, what kind of question is that? Is that why you're so worried?" Namjoon asked in relief and she nodded slightly. "Oh, baby, you're gorgeous and I'm sure if Binna was alive she'd adore you just as much as I do" Namjoon assured her with a smile and she looked at him uncertainly.

"Yeah, every woman adores the one who stole her husband" Ari rolled her eyes and Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "So you fell in love with me first?" Namjoon joked and she sighed in annoyance. "Does it matter?" Ari asked and tried to push him away.

"And yet you left, tried to see someone else, then put our love to the test? You evil woman!" he growled and began to tickle her. "Namjoon, no!" Ari squealed, squirming in his arms and laughing out loud.

"Ok ok...enough...Namjoon!" Ari moaned and he let out a low grunt, pushing her onto the bed. "Those sounds, baby… Those are very dangerous sounds…" Namjoon growled, climbing onto the bed and bracing himself on his hands, hovering over her.

"Oh, so…" she pushed herself up onto her elbows and now their faces were only an inch apart. "Those sounds?" she moaned again and Namjoon's eyes darkened. "Baby…" Namjoon started warningly and she raised an eyebrow.

"You know, baby, spring and summer are my favorite seasons lately" Namjoon smirked and Ari blinked in confusion. "What…" the words got stuck in her throat as he intently pressed his lips to hers and pressed her against the mattress.

His hand slid up her calves, her knee and thigh, lifting her skirt. “I love it when it gets warm and you start wearing skirts and dresses” Namjoon whispered, his lips trailing along her jawline.

"Last year I didn't get to enjoy myself, but from now on…" he bit her ear lightly and she moaned, bucking up against him and tugging at his shirt.

"I can stop putting pants on" Ari joked, twisting her head as his tongue trailed down her neck. "God!" she hissed and threw her head back, closing her eyes. Namjoon sucked hard, leaving a red mark in the crook of her shoulder.

"Great idea!" Namjoon praised her, his fingers finding and pulling down her underwear. He moved his lips to her collarbone and down between her breasts. "Do you know how sexy you look like that?" he asked, looking up at her as he slowly slid off the bed onto his knees.

"How?" Ari asked hoarsely, looking down at Namjoon as he tossed her underwear to the sides, spread her legs and grabbed her waist, pulling her to the edge of the bed.

"Like this!" he smirked and poked his head under her skirt. His tongue teased her clit and his hands pressed against her hips, holding her in place as she writhed hard and rose, moaning in pleasure.

Her hands gripped the covers and Ari closed her eyes. Sharp shivers shook her body as Namjoon sucked on her clit, teasing it with his teeth. His hand slid between her thighs, teasing her sensitive inside high up on her thigh.

"Shit, Namjoon!" Ari moaned and he breathed lightly against the wet folds of her opening, making her squirm again. His tongue slipped, loosening the wet silk slightly and shot in, terrorizing her sensually as the wetness of her arousal began to run down his lips and chin.

"God, baby, look how wet you are!" Namjoon growled in pleasure and pulled back slightly to slide his finger in, teasing the walls of her pussy, bringing his tongue back to her clit.

Teasing her, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock, caressing it as he continued to move his finger and tongue, causing her to moan and shiver in pleasure.

His hand working his length, Namjoon slipped a second finger into her cunt and wiggled both, teasing the hot wetness as he licked the liquid running down her folds, sucking hard on her clit.

"Don't stop!" Ari cried breathlessly and her hips pressed against his head, Namjoon began to finger her, moving them quickly, his hand on his cock picking up the pace a bit as well, his teeth biting and tugging at her clit.

"I'll…" her breath hitching and her body shaking, Namjoon quickly pulled his fingers out, earning a growl and a glare from Ari. Ignoring them, he stood up and grabbing her hips, he pulled hard and lifted her lower body, thrusting hard and deep, stretching the heat of her pussy.

A contented moan escaped both of them as the tip of his cock hit the bottom of her core. Namjoon smirked and leaned forward, pulling her knees into his chest, he placed his hands on either side of her head and bent her in half so that now his cock was penetrating her fully and completely.

Namjoon moved quickly in and out. Ari gripped the covers even tighter, biting her lip and moaning wildly as his hard, relentless thrusts stretched her walls, making wet noises with each thrust of his hips against her ass.

Her pussy tightened around his cock, pressing and sucking it demandingly. "Marry me, baby?!" Namjoon growled throatily, feeling the orgasm coming, he started to move even faster, grabbing her ass and squeezing hard.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ari screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably and she squirted the moment his cum filled her womb and Namjoon slumped heavily between her legs, burying his face in her neck.

"You finally said Yes!" Namjoon whispered, breathing heavily, his lips caressing her neck and he propped himself up on his elbows, searching for her lips.

"That was pure blackmail, Namjoon!" Ari moaned and he smirked arrogantly. "And yet you said 'Yes', you can't run away anymore, baby!" he growled and bit her lower lip passionately.

"Not that I want to run away…" she giggled and pecked his lips. "Even if you try, I will find you and force you to belong to me, my love!" Namjoon threatened, kissing the corner of her lips and down her jaw.

"Aww, what an unhealthy possessiveness, not to mention how jealous and obsessive you are…" Ari chuckled, tugging at a lock of his hair. "Admit to yourself that you actually like it!" Namjoon pouted and she wrinkled her nose, nodding and kissing his lips and face playfully.