Joo-Yeon leaned with his arms folded against the door of your shared bedroom, looking at you up and down with the same annoying smirk that grates on your nerves since you were children.

Your childhood bully, now your damned husband. Why did you even marry him in the first place? Oh thanks to your parents, of course. Joo-Yeon might or might not have something to do with this...arangement.

Joo-Yeon never leaves you alone. Always following you around and pestering you ever since he first met you back when you were toddlers.

The first few pokes of his teasing soon turned into full-blown shoving and pushing. He would manhandle you, teasing you to the point you see red. But if anyone tries to join in his bullying, Joo-Yeon immediately turns into protective mode.

It makes you conflicted. On one hand, you hated his bullying, on the other hand, his protectiveness is so...handsome.

Joo-Yeon doesn't know how to catch your attention, so he resorted his desperation into violence.

"Only I can lay my hands on my future husband!" 13 year old Joo-Yeon claimed publicly at that time.

"And now, I can really lay my hands on my husband." 22 year old Joo-Yeon, your now husband, pounced on you and shoved you hard on the bed. He can leave marks on your skin now you're finally his.

Your many years of being with him made you react immediately, struggling and wrestling under him, grunts and protest as you tried to pry him off, his teeth sinking deep into your neck and shoulder, leaving bruised and slightly bloodied bite marks.

"Joo-Yeon get o-"

SLAP.

Joo-Yeon was too invested in pinning you down he swatted your hand away and in the heat of the moment, accidentally landed a hard, firm slap across your face to shut you up.