Chapter 32

Namjoon

Selena came back into the room wearing a baby blue pyjama set, her face looking soft without any makeup, and her hair falling free on her shoulders. She sat on the bed fidgeting with her phone in her hands. I walked up to her and sat on the other side of the bed. She stopped playing with her phone and looked at me but didn't say anything.

I wanted to talk to her and make her feel comfortable but the noise from her stomach diverted my attention.

'Are you hungry?' I asked her.

'Famished.' She replied.

'Do you want to eat something?'

'I doubt there'll be any food at this moment.' She spoke.

'We can order?'

'How about Pizza?'

'Okay.' She spoke.

The Pizza arrived sometime later and I picked up the order from the backdoor, I didn't want anyone to wake up at 12 in the night. Everyone was tired because of the wedding already.

I wasn't actually hungry but looking at Selena eating without caring about the world, make me feel like eating too. The funny thing is, as soon as I picked a slice, Selena looked at me like I'm stealing something but didn't say anything, maybe she doesn't like sharing her food. I wanted to talk to my wife but don't know what to say…... I looked at the box and realized we finished the whole pizza so I went ahead to clean the things and went to the kitchen to put everything into the bin and get some water. Selena on the other hand cleaned the bed as that's where we ate our Pizza.

When I went back into the room, I found Selena sleeping on the sofa chair looking so peaceful. Not like her usual self, who's always giving me a hard time when I try to talk to her or get close to her... always ready to fight me at any given opportunity. I picked her up and put her in bed and went to the other side and pulled the blanket over us. She didn't stir all this while guess she is really tired.

'Good night, Sunshine.' I said kissing her forehead and drifting to sleep.

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Selena

'Good night, Sunshine.' I heard a similar deep velvety voice in my sleep and he also kissed me on the forehead.

When I woke up in the morning, I realized my head was resting on something solid and it smelled so good, I wondered if pillows are so hard but smell so good, I want to know what detergent they use for the clothes. I opened my eyes and saw the most beautiful man I have ever met sleeping soundly.

I kept looking at it and felt like stopping time there. Soon realization hit me and I found that the hard pillow my head has been resting on is Namjoon's chest and we are so close that I can hear his heart beating in his bare chest.

I decided to get up from the bed but as soon as, I moved I found a strong arm holding me at my waist, I tried to move it but it was so strong…... it didn't budge rather it pulled me closer and I hit my head into the wall like chest again.

'Oouchh.' I cried in pain. It literally felt like I hit my head on a wall.

Namjoon woke up all of a sudden and looked at me confused.

'What happened?' He asked.

'Why are you so strong?' I asked annoyingly holding my head.

'Excuse me?' Namjoon spoke.

'Hah, forget it!!! No, wait a minute why did you hold me while sleeping?' I asked and he just smiled.

'Why are you smiling?'

'You were the one who snuggled up to me.' He spoke smiling.

'Liar.'

'I'm not lying.' He spoke, still smiling.

'Then, you could have pushed me away?' I spoke.

Namjoon grabbed my arm and pulled me into his lap, making me go still. I could feel something hard beneath my legs and it wouldn't take a genius to guess what it is. I was so nervous about being so close to him and decided not to move.

'How could I push my wife away? We are married now Sunshine... Did you forget?' He spoke looking at me calmly with our faces inches apart.

I said no nodding my head in a yes!

He smiled again.

'So, you can hold me whenever you want. I don't mind.' Namjoon spoke.

When I didn't respond, he cupped my face and brought his face close to mine looking into my eyes. He came even closer and I closed my eyes thinking about what might happen in the next moment but what I expected didn't happen, he rather kissed me on my forehead.

I opened my eyes looking all flushed and found him smiling.

'Where's my good morning, Kiss, Sunshine?' He asked smiling cheekily.

'You don't get any good morning, Kisses from me.' I said pushing him away and getting away from the bed.'

He started laughing looking at my flustered state and I threw a pillow at him and ran toward the bathroom. I could still hear him laughing outside.

Cheeky Bastard.