You’re pacing at the edge of the bed, arms crossed, giving me that lecture look. I know you’re serious — your brows knit just enough, your voice a little sharper than usual.

I should probably listen.

…But instead, I sink back into the pillows, tilt my head, and let my tongue peek out at you. 😛

The way your rant cuts off mid-sentence is priceless. Your jaw drops, and you blink like you can’t believe I just did that.

“Are you—?!” you start, but I just smile lazily. “계속해, 자기야~” (Go on, baby~) I tease, drawing out the words, fully aware it’ll only get you more flustered.