“He might not like it this way.” Shin whines to his father who is being helpless with the decorations, “I’m not that picky Shin!” shouts Soul through the video call who went to bring the wedding outfits for themselves. Yes, Soul went to bring their outfit without Shin because both Shin and his father is clueless about decorations so his mother tags along with Soul for compensation.

“Can’t you guys do a simple thing?” Mrs. Park joins the pouty Soul.

“Fine! I’ll go with Soul’s idea. He has a better sense.” Mr. Park declares and leaves the screen, avoiding further argument with his Mrs.

Shin on the other hand feels betrayed as none of his parents are siding him so he just sulks.

“You stupid puppy!” Soul says as a small laugh sneaks out between his lips.

“Come here Soul, let’s grab these.” Mrs. Park calls her to be son-in-law.

The venue dazzles in luxurious decorations, with plenty of people gathering to be a part of the couple’s happiness. The office staffs laughing, gossiping and enjoying the food, the higher industrial relations joining the ceremony, plenty of media cameras pointing to the main gate for the glimpses, and there is Gyul crying, for his best friend of course,

“How come I not know about Soul dating Mr. Shin? Am I not important to him anymore? How Soul even managed to talk to him?” Gyul continues his whines.

“Hey! It’s alright! It’s Shin who got to bag the baddie.” Ren offers a tissue to Gyul, probably to clean his snot.

“You May Kiss Now,” Soul feels curled up as the priest asks them to kiss each other, apparently in front of the whole office and of course their parents.

Shin just stands their, gazing at the beauty in front of him. Shin’s white tuxedo looks lavishing on him, the fit is too perfect to not notice his toned body. But the gentleman’s point of interest is his husband only, Kim Soul. His eyes proceed to hook up with the lovely bambi, peeking through the little curls, his cheeks look so sweet like an apple and lips soft like cotton candies, waiting to be tasted by the love his life. But this craving is not just a hint of hunger but the need of love, to be loved. Don’t know about others but for them, the air smells sweet like honey, they feel levitating like it is a part of their dream, the dream that they used to see together. Shin reaches for Soul’s hands to concur himself in the dream, to hold the dream so that he can spend his life with Soul. Soul feels his cheeks burning as Shin’s hands finds his way to Soul’s neck, one hand holding the nape of his neck and the other resting on his waist.

The crowd started cheering for the two, “Kiss! Kiss!”

“Come on guys it’s not like you haven’t tasted each other a thousand times!” Ren and Jade shouts shamelessly.

“They’ve tasted each other!” Another shock for poor Gyul. His best friend handed his child, Nano to Gyul to take care of the cat throughout the wedding, “Gyul, only you can take care of my baby Nano, I can only trust you.”  and here is, getting to know about the couple facts on the last minute.

“Couples don’t usually spill the tea so often. Well you can try it out yourself.” Says Ren while looking at Gyul and now he is the other red tomato in the room.

And the hall fills with shouts and cheers as Shin and Soul finally bounds their soul by connecting their lips.

Shin has moved to Soul’s condo as he loves the coziness of that little place, though they often visit their parents and spend a nice family time with them. They be leaving for the office together, one cooks and another takes care of the cat while grieving for the partial separation during work hours, both come back and chit chat about the entire day, sometimes one yaps and the other one listens, the listening session becomes more overwhelming when Nano decides the listener might need more support so it just lays on his laps. The weekends are the most favorite time for Soul because he gets Shin without the CEO.

Soul wakes up as usual on the Sunday morning while Shin keeps sleeping, snuggling with Nano. Soul prepares breakfast for them and decides to wake him up. He stands across the room admiring his husband. A soft laugh leaves from his lungs, not being able to imagine how Nano used to hate Shin.

“Come on Mr. Shin! It’s almost 11!” Soul pulls the blanket from Shin, revealing the CEO with his blue Sanrio themed pajama.

“5 more minutes babe-” Shin whines, trying to pull back the blanket.

The family has become small and sweeter.

Shin, who was finding something uncertain in the shelf, turns around as he hears the click of the door. It’s none other than his secretary, Kim Soul, who was so busy with his meetings that he couldn’t even make some time in this whole office hour to see his husband, Oh! The CEO.

“I thought you forgot about me.” Shin says, almost sulking, while looking away.

“I do have works to do sir.” Soul replies, always professional about his work.

“Checking on the CEO is also your job, Mr. Kim!”

“Oh really? Tell me sir, do you need something?” A smirk appears on Soul’s face, clearly indicating something else.

“Oh yes Mr. Kim. I think there is something that may require your help.” Shin steps forwards as his eyes starts to darken.

With Shin coming closer, Soul pretends otherwise and moves backward until his hips hit the table.

Soul bites his lower lip as asks like an innocent kitty, “Do you want me to work on anything…” as he speaks, his hand reaches Shin’s waistband, slightly brushing it with his fingers, “Sir?”

“Fuck work!”

In a flash of light, Shin slams his lips on Soul’s, devouring every inch of it. His hands make their own way to Soul’s hips and lifts him effortlessly, muscle memory indeed. Shin makes him sit on his work table and grabs the collar of Soul’s shirt to get better access of his mouth. So Soul just let his tongue out to calm the impatient puppy but soon it turns out to be a fight for who can taste each other better, tongues wandering every corner of their mouth. Shin uses his knee to separate Soul’s knees apart, driving Soul even crazier. But the Dedicated to Work Secretary breaks free the trap of lips and tries to deliver his words while catching some breath,

“Baby it’s office. We can’t do it here”

“It’s my office baby. We can do it on any table that you like.”

And so even not the CEO’s Soul can interrupt him from showing the love he has for his secretary, OH! For his husband.