Last night, you and Hongjoong had gotten into a heated argument last night. One that ended up with him sleeping on the couch, and with you silencing his texts and calls, so you wouldn't have to be bothered with him while he was away from home.

The front door opened and then closed with a loud slam, startling the two dogs that laid on the area rug in the living room. Hongjoong followed the smell of food to the kitchen where he knew you were, since you were cooking. But at the moment, his mind wasn't on food. It was the least of his priorities.

His eyes darted to your phone as he undid the rest of his tie and threw it on the floor. You hadn't noticed him yet since you were facing the stove, stirring something while humming away, oblivious to your pissed husband.

Once behind you, his hands come to your waist. He leaned his head down to where his mouth was to your ear, tickling it. "Still gonna ignore me, honey." The words held no warmth, but conviction. He turned you to where you faced him fully. "This what you wanna do? Hm. I see your game now."