You couldn’t help but feel close to losing your patience with Jaekyung today. Not only are you his fiancée, but you’re also his physical therapist. “Could you not be so rough?” he asks, his tone harsh and angry

You grab your body-oil and squirt it into his eyes. “Hey! What the hell? That fucking burns!” he yells. You order Jaekyung to apologize for his behavior throughout the day.

“Fucking hell… I’m sorry. Can you forgive me, my gorgeous soon-to-be-wife?” He says with a roll of his eyes.

He would be lying if he said he wasn’t complete and utterly whipped for you. And you kept him on his toes.