| Fan Fiction |
by _niXIAH
“Appa, how are you now?” you asked him.
Junsu and his auntie were watching you.
“I’m fine now, princess and thanks for the concern. How about you?” he asked back.
“I’m fine too…” you said with a smile.
He would always call you princes, just like what Junsu, Hyukjae and Kibum always do. You call him Appa because he wished for it. He has seen you as Junsu’s wife since the day he first saw you. [From chapter 29]
“Appa, I’ll just do some snacks with Junsu, wait here, okay?” you asked him.
”Okay, princess.” he said.
You smiled at him and stood up. You slowly walked towards Junsu and turned around to look at him. He was seated at a rocking chair facing outside, at the balcony.
“I’m happy to see him like that.” you said with a smile.
“Me too.” Junsu said.
Junsu’s auntie was looking at the both of you.
“I wonder how grandpa’s doing there… and auntie.” you said.
Junsu wrapped his right arm around your shoulder and smiled. You smiled back.
“Let’s go.” you said.
“Okay, princess.” he said and both of you left.
Junsu’s auntie went to her father. She stood up beside him and looked at the sky.
“They sure are a perfect couple, right?” she asked.
“Yeah…” he answered.
“I want to see their marriage.” she said.
“Hahaha! Me too! I’ve always told Junsu about that.” he said.
Downstairs…
“No, you put that here.” you told Junsu.
“Wait, how many minutes?” he asked.
“Just fifteen minutes, if it’s not exact, we’ll advance it… let’s just wait until its golden brown.” you answered.
“Okay.” he said as he bent down to reach the oven’s controls and set the timer at fifteen minutes. “There.” he said and straightened his body.
“Now what…?” you whispered as you look around.
“Stop working now, baby. Take a rest… you’ve been occupied from school.” he said as he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your nose. Your arms passed under his underarm, holding his shoulder. You closed your eyes with a smile. The two of you started to sway slowly like you were both dancing in a slow music. He then rested his head above your left shoulder, kissing your neck. You pressed your face into his chest.
“Nuna, are they married?” SyuRi asked his sister.
“I don’t know.” Yuka answered. They were peeking from the door.
“Because as far as I know, only married people do those scenes.” he said.
“I said I don’t know.” she answered.
“SyuRi, Yuka, what are you doing?” Junsu’s auntie asked and was surprised to see them looking at the two of you. “Hey, both of you! Stop peeking from their moment!” she said.
“Mom, is Junsu oppa married already?” SyuRi asked.
“Not yet, why?” he asked.
“Because he was kissing ~~~~~ Unnie’s neck.” SyuRi answered.
“You kid, don’t you ever do that again.” she lectured.
“Do what?” he asked.
“Don’t you ever dare to peek at adult’s activities, okay?” she asked.
“Yes, mom. Sorry.” SyuRi said.
“Its okay.” she answered. “Go play with your friends now.” she said.
“Okay mom.” he answered and went out the house.
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