"<i.Dalkoman saneyo!</i> Gongchan-oppa! Dinner!"
"Aww umma, five more minutes?"
Came a small voice.
"Neh~ umma-ma, we're playing!" You laughed as a voice, cracking with the strain of trying to sound innocent and little, also answered. You smirked, saying as sweetly and as temptingly as you could.
"Its cucumber kimchi!"
Suddenly you heard the rush of footsteps on the stairs and you laughed. 'Ah, my boys...' you murmured while you cut vegetables. Not long after you were surrounded by a small child with chocolate brown hair and an even bigger likeness of him, one hovering over your shoulder and one one tugging your arm, both drooling. You flicked water at them.
"No one gets dinner until the table is set, you hear me?"
Your son prodded his father in the side. "Race ya there!"
He challenged, running after him but running back to peck your cheek before disappearing again. The vegetables were almost finished steaming, and you busied yourself with cleaning up a bit while you waited. The table must've been set already because your son was wrestling with your dog on the floor in the living room. You sighed, hoping he was going to wash his hands before eating. But if your son was with the dog...where was Gongchan!?
"It smells delicious, jagiya."
You jumped as suddenly you felt arms around your own and a warm breath tickled your ear. You laughed and struggled feebly.
"Channie, I'm burning dinner! Let me move!"
He sighed and released your arms but still didnt release you completely; his hands rested on your waist and he moved as you did even when you had to move across the kitchen to the cupboard. You blushed furiously as he diligently shuffled behind you. Finally you had had enough and you turned around, surprising him. Your arms were crossed but your lips were drawn up in a smile and one eyebrow was raised.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm trying to figure out what you're doing!"
"Nothing! Aish, cant I hold my wife?"
You purred, not taking your eyes from his cute brown ones while slipping a peck on his nose, which wrinkled cutely as it always did when he smiled. You swatted him with a wet dishrag gently. He smiled wider and his eyes flashed as he leaned in, pressing you against the counter while he kissed you in the soft kitchen light. You rolled your eyes with disbelief but let him do it. His hair tickled your face and you giggled, breaking for just a second to sit on the counter. Arms still around him, you let him brush your face with kisses.
"EWWWW~! Umma, and appa are being icky again and eating each others faces!"
You and Gongchan jumped and blushed heatedly as you had been caught by your son. Gongchan roared in a playful monster voice,
"If you don't go wash your hands I'll eat YOUR face! RAWR!!!"
Your son took off giggling with Gongchan on his heels until he reached the bathroom. Gongchan stopped at the doorway, and now it was your turn to lean on him affectionately. Settling against his chest you inhaled his sweet, clean scent, enjoying the feel of his hand on your shoulder lovingly.
"You've raised our son to be a drama queen, Channie."
"If he reacts like that when we kiss, imagine how he would react if he saw us having s-"
"-SNUGGLING!!! Snuggle time, on the couch! Oh my God, jagi, relax!"
"You weren't going to say that, </i> babo!"</i>
"My wife is a gutter child..."
He jumped and exploded with giggles when you nipped his neck playfully.