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Side Story 5 Tiny Tot

It all happened suddenly.

Just one month into their newlywed life after finishing their wedding march.

Yeon-ho’s daily life was actually not much different from before.

Except that he was a little more comfortable and twice as carefree and lazy.

Of course, Marteo always praised Yeon-ho for it, and since their master was doing so, there was no way the employees, who originally had no say, would say anything.

But was it because he had nothing to do but play? Or was it because he happened to see an article titled ?

Yeon-ho, who was scrolling through his phone and rolling around in bed, challenged himself to do something he had never done before.

“I’m home.”

Following closely behind Marteo, who had gone to the company for the first time in a while and returned like the wind!

Normally, he would obediently accept the kisses on the forehead, cheek, and lips, but then he would wait for Marteo to come out of the shower.

It was Tony’s job to take care of Marteo when he got off work before the wedding. Not because he couldn’t use his hands, but because he was an adult who didn’t need to use his hands.

But after Yeon-ho started sharing a room, this ritual naturally disappeared. As mentioned earlier, the first thing they did when they saw each other was kiss, so it was subtly rude for the employees to stay near the newlyweds.

Of course, it wasn’t exactly a sight the employees wanted to see either.

Thanks to this, Marteo had been tidying up his own clothes lately.

But suddenly, he was going to take his clothes?

It was an unexpected absurdity. Marteo, who had been stunned for a moment, hesitated and waved his hand with a smile.

“It’s okay. I can do it.”

“Yeah. I’m just going to do what you can do.”

“…Why are you doing this, really? Did I do something wrong?”

“Wrong?”

“So you’re going to hit me from behind or something….”

Even so, the expression that had been just surprise a few seconds ago quickly turned to alertness.

Yeon-ho’s cheeks, which had been smiling brightly at the noticeable change, twitched.

Oh, really. Is that the image I have in your mind? I might really hit you.

But since he had already taken the first step, he couldn’t ruin it now. Yeon-ho suppressed his feelings and forced a smile.

“It’s not like that～”

“Then what… are you trying to play some weird prank? Like tripping me?”

“Geez, I said it’s not!”

Of course, his patience didn’t last long.

After finally raising his voice once─Marteo seemed relieved by this─Yeon-ho, who had given up on his smiling face, pouted.

“Don’t you have anything you wanted from me or wanted to do?”

“Wanted to do?”

“I saw that there was something like that. A man’s wedding romance.”

“Wedding, romance??”

“No. I never dreamed of getting married, but you were determined to marry me from the start, right? Didn’t you have anything you wanted your spouse to do for you?”

The article Yeon-ho had read earlier was full of such content. Among them, Yeon-ho had initially scoffed at the typical romances that men wanted.

The number one romance was breakfast.

‘This is still going strong even after all this time…….’

Of course, Yeon-ho had once attached the condition of housework, including cooking, to Marteo in exchange for staying at home.

But that was more like he couldn’t stand seeing a freeloader doing nothing. It had nothing to do with romance.

Above all, this house had a resident chef who he could never imitate even if he poured his soul into it. How could he feed the guy who goes to work something rough from the morning when he should be feeding him something delicious and nutritious?

Yeon-ho mercilessly rejected the number one romance and scanned the other conditions in order.

‘Celebrating anniversaries? That’s still a long way off.’

‘Sharing hobbies. I’ve already done that….’

‘Wearing sexy underwear. Geez. When do I have time to look at underwear?’

Then, he finally found something he could do near the end.

Taking the other person’s clothes as they came in and saying, “Good job～”

This could be done quickly and required almost no effort.

Marteo, who had found the connection to the strange behavior after hearing Yeon-ho’s question, managed to smile.

“What is it? Who says taking clothes is a romance?”

“Well. I heard some people think so.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m not one of them. My romance is Do Yeon-ho just lazing around and asking, ‘When are you coming? Are you done showering?’”

Yeah… Actually, that’s my romance too. Especially the lazing around part.

Still, the desire to do something for the man who was spitting out only pretty words as if he had seen through him was also true.

Yeon-ho firmly reaffirmed his determination, which was about to fade.

“Still, try it first. You might like it if you do it?”

There was no way he could refuse after he said that. Marteo, who burst into laughter, shook his head and spread his arms as if to say, “Here.”

Yeon-ho also wiggled his fingers and pushed his arms towards Marteo’s chest. But then, Marteo’s body, which had been smiling with his eyes closed, stiffened again.

And then it was literally in an instant.

“Wait, wait!”

With a desperate cry, he took a few steps back.

Stumble. Yeon-ho, who had missed the hem of his clothes from close range, raised his eyes, asking, “What again!” In the meantime, Marteo had created even more distance.

“Next time… I think it would be better to take my clothes next time.”

“Next time?”

“Like, tomorrow?”

“What, suddenly?”

“Well, I’ve been out, so there’s dust on them… This one’s a little dirty today.”

“What are you talking about? It’s perfectly clean? And there won’t be dust on it tomorrow?”

Rarely, Marteo couldn’t continue his words. Instead, his eyes became even more complicated. He looked troubled and embarrassed.

Geez, anyone would think I was taking off his underwear. No, wait. We’re newlyweds, so wouldn’t it be better if I took off his underwear?

As he continued his thoughts, the man’s behavior of recoiling in horror began to seem increasingly annoying.

Yeon-ho, who had narrowed his eyes, finally even flared his nostrils.

“Ha, geez. Fine. Forget it if you don’t want to. Anyone would think I’m forcing you?”

Normally, Marteo would have asked, “Are you sulking?” But instead of appeasing him, his expression, which he glanced at, was still close to relief.

Yeon-ho’s intuition rose up once more.

‘What is this…. There’s definitely something going on, right?’

Even if he hated troublesome arguments, he couldn’t just let it go after seeing such a sight.

Behind Eagle, who was quickly approaching the closet, the rooster shone with quiet and venomous eyes.

And the moment Marteo’s hands became defenseless as he opened the closet, he kicked off as if flying.

Whack! His hands, reaching out from behind, rummaged through Marteo’s clothes and immediately searched inside.

“Do Yeon-ho!”

Marteo raised his voice and turned his body, but if he were to push away Yeon-ho, who was already stuck to him, he wouldn’t be Marteo.

Eagle, chased by the chicken, couldn’t even spread his claws properly and was stripped by the chicken.

Even in the midst of all this, he was a little excited to be groped by Yeon-ho, so his expression couldn’t get a grip.

Then, Yeon-ho, who had been searching fiercely, stopped moving.

He felt two hard objects in the pocket of his jacket. He had found something familiar and suspicious.

Yeon-ho immediately pulled them out. Then, his eyebrows rose again.

What came out at the end of his fingertips were none other than two cell phones.

‘What is this guy…. He had another phone I didn’t know about?’

‘Could it be that he’s already having an affair after only a month of marriage!’

This was something that guys who were having affairs often did. Wind hissed from Yeon-ho’s nose, and his teeth ground together.

But that was only for a moment. Once again, his body stopped.

One was Marteo’s phone, which he had seen often.

But… when he looked at the other phone again, it looked familiar.

The corners were slightly worn because he had boldly omitted the case. The arrangement of the cameras in a row. And the body color, whether it was titanium silver blue or something….

‘Wait a minute. Isn’t this…… my phone?’

At the same time as the realization, Marteo covered his forehead. He had a look that said, “I’m screwed.” The half-doubt became a perfect certainty at that moment.

The phone that Marteo had taken away and not returned months ago.

The phone that he had forgotten and left in Korea.

But this phone was not even in Korea when he went there. Where did you put it, think about it. Even when he urged him, the man, who boasted a terrifying memory, rolled his eyes, saying things like, “Well… I must have dropped it somewhere in the confusion?”

As I said before, Yeon-ho hardly remembered other people’s contact information. Even if he was a director who just played around and had a narrow social circle, he would have had no place to contact after returning to Korea after a few months.

Yeon-ho had to go through a lot of trouble getting numbers here and there because he couldn’t find the phone in the end.

‘But… why is that phone here?’

No matter how much he thought about it, there was only one thing that came to mind. There was only one culprit.

Yeon-ho, who had been looking at the phone in his hand for a while, finally moved his lips.

“Hey.”

The single word contained more meaning than anything else. At the same time, Marteo hurriedly grabbed Yeon-ho’s hand.

Otherwise, he felt like his entire side would be torn off.

“Wait. I’ll explain, I’ll explain! This is what happened….”

“……”

“So, I just found the phone today…….”

If I had known this would happen, I would have just left it in the company drawer. Why did I bring it home!

It was too late to regret it.

At Marteo, whose sentences were cut off one after another, Yeon-ho finally turned around without listening anymore. He sat cross-legged on the bed as if to show off, and even turned his head away.

It was no wonder that Marteo’s handsome face was completely distorted.

“Do Yeon-ho…. Are you angry?”

“……”

“It’s not like I did it on purpose… no. It’s true that I did it on purpose… but I really was going to give it back. I really was. That’s why I brought it here.”

“……”

“I was going to explain it first and then give it to you, but you suddenly started rummaging through my clothes….”

“……”

“Don’t do that and look at me. I was wrong.”

Marteo even chased him to the bed and looked at him anxiously.

I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. But… honestly, didn’t I deserve that? From apologies to appeasement and remorse. My repertoire was quite diverse.

And in doing so, Marteo missed one thing.

Yeon-ho was biting his tongue and suppressing laughter.

One of the fantasies of married life. It included things like this.

One of my fantasies had come true.