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[5b] Grand Gestures
YJ01
beeswaxing
Title: Grand Gestures
Series: The Trophy Wife
Pairing: HoMin (side!JaeChun)
Rating: NC17
Length: One-shot
Genre: AU, mpreg, fluff
Disclaimer: I don't own anything apart from the story. Please don't kill me.
Summary: How will Yunho and Micky appease their angry wives? Maybe going ahead with this dinner party isn't such a good idea after all because sparks are sure to fly.

AN1: Un-betaed... I also haven't re-read it...I have this problem with re-reading my stuff lol! All mistakes are mine.
AN2: I literally puked rainbows here… Baby rainbows… PUKED. I have this odd tendency to write the opposite of what I’m feeling so right now, work is completely angsty and so as a result, you get an installment of RAINBOWS. Oh my god who am I? IDEK anymore… I’ll get bricked and kicked out of fandom for these rainbows. RAINBOWS. I’m not even kidding.
AN3: Also, I actually did a word count and calculated and this is over 60% HoMin despite the beginning ;-) And uh, this is the most ridiculously long “chapter” ever and it’s not even an installment by itself! This fifth oneshot is officially the longest damn shot I’ve ever written OTL I want to shoot myself…





The four empty seats in the middle of the dining table are a glaring reminder of the minor ruckus Yunho caused but Jaejoong is absolutely at peace with it. That man sure has a flair for the dramatic despite being a little intolerant of his own little tantrums but really, he can even forgive him that. He eyes his husband across the table, over the dessert his guests are currently indulging in. Micky has never stood up for him like that, and even though it pales in relation to Changmin’s husband’s grand gesture of rather epic proportions, Jaejoong is actually relatively easy to please. As the wait staff clear the table, he watches as Micky stands with his tiny glass of dessert wine.

“I know we’ve all had a rather exciting night…” Micky starts and pauses as his guests laugh and he grins congenially. “So please indulge me for asking we cut the night short.” There are various murmurs of acquiescence and nodding from the twenty-odd people at his dining table. He catches sight of Heechul, Han Geng’s wife, who is smirking rather knowingly at him and he flashes a quick smile his way, only to catch his wife’s eyes once again, that pouty mouth turned down into an unhappy frown as he glares at the back of Heechul’s head. Micky almost face palms himself, realising he’s done it yet again. He really needs to watch himself more. While he understands that marriage is not about changing, and that Jaejoong has never once tried to change him, his tantrums being the only reaction to Micky’s behaviour, he thinks it’s definitely time for him to step up and meet his wife halfway. His beautiful young wife has had to put up with a lot the last two years and for the first time, Micky is finally aware of the effect of his thoughtless behaviour. He clears his throat, gaining the table’s attention once again.

“Before I let all of you leave to enjoy the rest of the night, I’d like to propose a toast.” He pauses as the servers move in silently to refill empty glasses. “I’d like to make a toast to my beautiful wife, Jaejoong, who puts up with my very many shortcomings with less patience than I would like, but I love him nonetheless.” Micky ignores the whispering at the table as he watches his wife staring wide-eyed back at him. No one in his circle ever declares love publicly, ever. Yunho has all but done it without saying the actual words, but Micky knows he is too clumsy to be that subtle so actual words will have to do.

“And while I dare say some of you at this very table have annoyed him recently, I’m rather grateful to note that my business with you is almost at an end anyway so any grand gesture on my part will have to be in the future.” He pauses again, the whispering getting a little louder. He smiles and winks at his wife whose mouth is currently parted, eyes glistening. “So this toast is to my wife who, borrowing my best friend’s words, also ALWAYS comes first. And yes, I did intend that innuendo, and may all of you learn not to piss him off as I have learned time and time again.”

Jaejoong’s shocked laughter is a beautiful sound that cascades down the table like a waterfall, reaching Micky who more than happily bathes in it as everyone clinks their glasses together.

There is a brief commotion as the guests all get up to leave and Micky is surrounded by rather worried business partners trying to ascertain if his toast is aimed at any of them. In the kerfuffle, Jaejoong is cornered by Heechul.

“My, my, they do make them rather dramatic here in Korea don’t they?”

“Aren’t you Korean?” Jaejoong sneers back, watching the older wife smirk at him. The man is also a model and very beautiful, he will give him that much. Extremely feminine, much like Jaejoong himself but they don’t move in the same circles for which he is thankful because he has also heard of Heechul’s temper and in all honesty, he has no idea who would win in a fight between them and he doesn’t really care to find out.

“Sheath your claws, baby boy. I have absolutely no interest in your husband. You’re quite transparent you know, you need to loosen up a little.” Heechul continues, quite unaffected by Jaejoong’s rudeness.

Jaejoong just growls in annoyance and pouts as he glares at the other man, crossing his arms over the top of his belly. His action drawing attention to his pregnant state and Heechul does an immediate about turn.

“Oh my god you’re pregnant. How did I not notice? You’re carrying it very well. Alright, I take that back. Give your husband hell if you want to. It’s the best excuse as any. I have three brats and I swear they drive me absolutely crazy. My husband is more like Yunho-ssi though. Yours seems to be more like you.” Heechul muses as he looks at the gorgeous younger man rub his belly, pout still firmly in place. He remembers being that young, beautiful and insecure. When the world only seems to love you for your face, insecurity is not that difficult to understand, and he feels a pang of sympathy for the young wife.

“A word of advice?”

Jaejoong sighs and nods, shifting slightly as the baby kicks. Heechul is right though, he does need to chill.

“I’ve heard of your temper and your theatrics with Micky-ssi as I’m sure you’ve heard of mine with Hannie.” The older man pauses to send a fond smile in the direction of his husband who is currently conversing with a couple of men. As if Han Geng knows he is being watched, he turns and smiles at his wife and sends a nod of acknowledgment to Jaejoong before turning back to his conversation.

“Talk to your husband. Don’t scream at him when you’re angry. I know it’s hard but our husbands are intelligent. They won’t be where they are if they aren’t, and they did pick us as wives so they have some smarts.” Heechul smiles as Jaejoong giggles at his statement. The man really is quite young. He wagers he cannot be long out of his teens, if he even is. “Make him listen to your concerns, and he is more likely to listen if you aren’t screaming. You’ll find married life a lot easier if you talk.”

The pout is back. “Micky never wants to talk. He just wants to…” the younger wife blushes and stops.

“Fuck?”

Jaejoong’s startled gasp at the man’s bluntness causes Heechul to laugh. He puts an arm around Jaejoong’s shoulder and leans in to whisper, “Mine’s the same but you know he loves you. That’s a start right there. He doesn’t talk to you because he doesn’t think you’re interested in what he has to say. He’s what? 10..15 years older?”

“Fifteen…”

“Mine’s just over a decade older but we still have issues. Fucking solves the problem temporarily, but talking will get you much further.” He squeezes Jaejoong around the shoulder before letting go.

“How do I get him to talk?”

“Well, I’ve always found saying we need to talk helpful,” he adds with a laugh as the younger man smiles sheepishly.

“Ok, I’ll give it a go, Heechul-ssi.” Jaejoong peers at his companion, “You’re not as scary as everyone makes you out to be.”

Heechul laughs loudly at that, almost cackling, drawing attention to the stunning duo. Some frowns cross faces as they note the two beautiful and temperamental wives getting along. It is a cause for concern for some of those watching and they hurriedly approach their respective husbands to make sure their business relationships are still sound and intact.

“Let’s keep that a secret shall we? I have a reputation to maintain as do you.” The older wife smirks at the younger who grins happily back, his smile softening his features even more to make him look even younger than he already does which prompts Heechul to ask. “How old are you? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“I just turned twenty. We got married a week after my 18th birthday.”

“Well, I’m 29 and I got married at 21 so I guess I know how you feel to some extent. Remember what I said and you’ll be fine.” Heechul gives Jaejoong a quick hug as Han Geng comes by to collect his wife to take their leave. “Call me. I’ll tell Hannie to give Micky-ssi my number.”

Jaejoong nods and smiles as he watches the striking couple make their way out. Han Geng is a very soft spoken man but firm, if the stories of the couple are to be believed. He is indeed like Yunho in that respect, able to silence their wives with a word or a look. He giggles to himself as he tries to imagine Micky doing the same. In all honesty, Jaejoong reckons he’d probably just laugh in his poor husband’s face if he tried.

“What’s so funny love?” Micky wraps his arms around his wife from behind, kissing his ear before resting his chin lightly on the pregnant man’s shoulder and rubbing his belly gently. The last guests are gone and they finally have the house to themselves. Jaejoong hasn’t elbowed him in the gut yet so that’s a positive sign at least.

The blond man hums as he leans back into his husband’s embrace briefly before sighing and pouting. “My feet hurt. Can we sit down?”

Micky steps back and captures his wife’s hand, tugging him along slowly through the mostly empty house save the hired waitstaff and their own household servants busy cleaning up any evidence of the dinner party. He pulls Jaejoong into the sun room, overlooking the back gardens and takes a seat on the couch. He pats his lap, and the beautiful man doesn’t hesitate, sitting down sideways and wrapping his arms around his shoulders, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

Jaejoong snuggles into his husband’s embrace, tilting his head to rub his forehead against the other man’s jaw, like a kitten nudging for attention, before trying out Heechul’s suggestion. There’s no time like the present, right? And he’s sure it’s been a long time coming anyway. “We need to talk.”

Micky freezes at the words, his mind blanking suddenly in his panic as he squeezes his wife tightly.

“Micky? Micky, stop! You’re hurting me.” Jaejoong struggles to try and extricate himself from the vice-like grip he suddenly finds himself in but he might as well be talking to a wall.

“You’re not leaving me!” Micky manages to choke out, his voice harsh in his panic. “I won’t let you, you hear me? I don’t care if you don’t love me and I’m so fucking sorry I’ve been an ass these last two years but you cannot leave me. You can’t. Please, Jae, don’t leave me.” Micky tightens his grip on his wife as he buries his face into the shoulder he has managed to squeeze into turning towards him. He is almost choking on his panic and is clinging to his wife like a lifeline.

The pain is forgotten as Jaejoong’s mind hurries to process his upset husband’s words. Leave? Why would he leave? He is startled when a broken voice he barely recognises as belonging to Micky cuts through his confusion.

“I’m so sorry, Jae. Baby, please don’t go.”

Jaejoong is starting to get upset himself. When did he say he’s leaving? Does Micky want him to leave? No, he doesn’t, that’s not it. What’s wrong then? What happened? And as he works through it in his mind, it suddenly dawns on him what may have triggered Micky’s sudden odd behaviour. The young wife growls low in his throat as he mentally plots ways to dismember Heechul. God, we need to talk indeed. His poor husband just got the wrong idea.

He digs his fingers hard into Micky’s ribs, and the man lets go of his wife in shock. Before the older man can react and re-squeeze him to death, Jaejoong places both hands on his cheeks and turns his face towards him. He feels even more sorry when he sees the pain in his husband’s eyes and makes a mental note to yell at Heechul the first chance he gets.

“I am not leaving you.” He starts but has to pause when Micky starts shaking his head and Jaejoong has to forceably hold him in place, looking straight on into each other’s eyes. “Look at me and read my lips. I. AM. NOT. LEAVING. YOU.” He almost laughs when Micky’s eyes indeed dart down to look at his mouth. He licks his lips, oddly reassured when his husband’s eyes don’t glaze over as they normally do. Good, they’re not going to fuck till he gets this straight to his bumbling husband and so he soldiers on. Bedamned with his pride, he wants to sort this out before either of them jump to anymore weird conclusions in the future as Micky has right now.

“I don’t know if you just love me because of the way I look, or if you really love me, Yoochun-ah.” Jaejoong almost never calls his husband by his given name outside certain circumstances, but he does this time because it is his tool to convey affection. He only uses it when he’s happy and sated and feeling like a beloved kitten and he knows that the older man knows this so hopefully he will calm down. It is also his secret code because he only started using it when he realised he’d fallen in love with the clueless man.

Micky opens his mouth to claim otherwise but Jaejoong covers his mouth with his palm and shakes his head at him.

“I’m talking now. Please just listen. You can talk later.” He pecks at his nose before continuing. “I get insecure when you flirt with other people especially now when I’m all fat and puffy.”

Micky struggles once again to speak. Fat and puffy? His wife is glowing. Pregnancy suits him and there is no way in hell he would ever use the words fat or puffy to describe the man in his arms. The added weight has made him blossom and look even more beautiful if that’s even possible. Oh, Jae… He takes his wife’s hand from his mouth and places his own palm against the other man’s lips and the younger man’s brow furrows in consternation.

“How about we take turns to speak ok? You are not fat or puffy and I’m not just saying that, Jae. Don’t read my lips, look into my eyes and know that I have never lied to you.” Unbeknownst to him, Micky is echoing the same words his best friend uses on his own wife in a penthouse apartment high up in the Seoul skyline. “I do love you for you, tantrums and all and I am more than sorry for my part in them.”

Jaejoong does as he is told, staring into the dark brown eyes of his husband and he reads the truth in there. He suddenly feels like crying.

“I love when you sing in the kitchen while you cook and how your songs get grumpy when the dish is not turning out to your liking. I love when I can tell exactly what it is you’re reading by the expressions on your face. I love how you lay out my clothes for me for the next day even when you’re angry with me and I’m sleeping on the couch. I love when you stand up for Minnie against Yunho when even I am afraid of the man sometimes and I’ve known him for thirty years. I love how you get upset when animals don’t seem to like you and then you have this sad pout that I just want to kiss away because who cares about animals when you have me?”

Jaejoong laughs tearily at Micky’s lame attempt at making him laugh, but his heart is soaring.

“I love watching you play the piano and compose sad little tunes, even though it makes my heart hurt to hear them. I’m sorry I never asked you about it because I now know I’m the reason why your songs are always sad.”

Jaejoong stares wide-eyed at his husband, blinking away the tears. He has no idea that Micky is even aware he plays the piano. He usually plays in the middle of the night, when it’s quiet and when he thinks Micky is sound asleep. The music room is in a completely different wing to their master suite so for Micky to come looking for him, warms his heart.

As if reading his thoughts, Micky continues, “I cannot sleep without you. When you leave the bed, I wake up. I thought to tell you a few times but then I realised if I did, you may never go and play the piano again because you never do it during the day.”

Jaejoong sniffles quietly, still listening, staring in awe at Micky whom he never really thought cared about anything besides having a pretty young wife by his side despite his constant vows of love.

“Jae-ah, will you play for me? Will you compose a tune to tell me you forgive me? I’m sorry for hurting you. I don’t mean to, I promise I only love you.”

Jaejoong nods shyly, a pretty blush colouring his cheeks as he leans forward to press his mouth against his husband’s whispering quietly.

“I love you too…”

~~~



Somehow, some way, the tall couple manages to make it back to their bedroom without crashing into anything or breaking things. Changmin pulls away just as they enter the bedroom, detouring to the lavish master bathroom, complete with a jacuzzi and sauna. Yunho follows him in and leans against the doorway, watching amusedly as his rather disheveled wife takes the lid off the jacuzzi and turns it on. His dinner jacket is long gone and so are most of the buttons on his shirt, Changmin having ripped them in his eagerness. Yunho is a little regretful that he hadn’t managed to return the favour yet since his wife is still fully clothed. Well, if the jacuzzi is any indication, he’s not going to be clothed for long and he grins at the thought.

“Do I want to know what debauchery is going through your mind, old man, if that leer is anything to go by?”

Changmin’s amused voice cuts through Yunho’s pleasant daydreams and he smirks at his wife. “Your debauchery, my love.”

The young wife can’t help it. He cracks up. Fully cracks up the way only Changmin can when he is genuinely amused. His entire body laughs - he claps his hands, head thrown back, his body rocking back and forth not to mention his stamping feet. The mismatched eye-smile is in full effect and he just howls with laughter as he sits perched on the edge of the jacuzzi.

Yunho can’t help but chuckle at the how freely Changmin is laughing. He hasn’t heard him laugh like that in far too long and he strips out of his ruined shirt, while watching his gorgeous wife laugh himself silly. He folds his arms across his chest, muscles bunching as the teenager slowly regains his composure, still giggling a little, the mis-matched eye smile still very much there as he looks up at Yunho.

“You’ve been hanging out with Micky far too much. That was so greasy I think I can still feel the oil slick.” Changmin smirks before standing back up, not waiting for his husband to respond. He turns his back on Yunho, stripping quickly out of his clothes before climbing into the jacuzzi. The warmth of the bubbling water is a welcome respite from the cool bathroom. It is summer but he is in need of a massage between his shoulder blades having spent the last two nights propped upright in a guest bedroom in the Park Mansion, unable to sleep and he needs to work some kinks out. Yunho isn’t exactly very good at giving massages so this will have to do for now. He rolls his neck, rotating it to the left and right, sinking into the deep bath till only his head is above water. He settles himself against the spa jets, angling so that they’re hitting the right spot. He finally looks back up to see his husband still unmoving in the doorway, watching him with an unreadable expression on his face.

“Are you going to stare at me all night or come join me?”

Yunho laughs at the demanding question. He loves that his little bitch of a wife is back, he’d have him no other way. The snark, the brattiness, even the occasional rudeness. However all that is tempered by Changmin’s actions which because the younger man hides behind his snark and Yunho will not call him out for it. His bark is worse than his bite that’s for sure and he wonders if he will ever hear his wife say the words he just said. He won’t press him though. He wonders if it’s a futile endeavour hoping that he will hear words of love back before their baby is born. He strips out of his remaining clothes and climbs into the hot tub, sitting opposite Changmin who is busy wetting his hair now, ignoring Yunho after getting bored waiting probably, and humming merrily to himself. He is once again reminded exactly how young his wife is. No one really gets to see this side of Changmin except him. Not even Jaejoong. It is difficult for Yunho to sometimes remember how old his wife is because ninety percent of the time, he is this mature, snarky, intelligent, aloof supermodel. And then there’s that ten percent where he is as he is now, as happy as clam, splashing about in the warm water.

Changmin is happy. For the first time in he can’t even remember how long, he is genuinely happy. He pats his belly reassuringly under the swirling water, finally able to allow himself to feel excited about his pregnancy. He sinks low in the water, humming contentedly as the jets pound at the knots in his shoulders. He closes his eyes and tilts his head back, wetting his hair and allowing his mind to drift. He stretches out a foot and finds Yunho’s knee and nudges it, silently asking for a footrub which he gets and he smiles to himself. His thoughts move back to his baby and he caresses the tiny bump lovingly, wondering idly if they’re going to have a boy or a girl. Jaejoong seems determined to marry them off and in all honesty, Changmin has no objections to this, as long as they are all agreeable. However he reels himself back from that line of thought, the future of that daydream much too distant for him to spend time on right now. He returns to the present, still idly rubbing his belly when he stops mid-thought. He’s popped. Isn’t it a little early? Jaejoong only just popped about four weeks ago and he’s eight weeks ahead in his pregnancy. But their bodies are different so maybe that’s it. Changmin shrugs off the thought and opens his eyes, sitting up and pulling his foot away from his husband. He’s curious to see if Yunho knows his body enough to notice the change and so he moves through the water, nudging Yunho’s legs apart as he turns and settles back against him, resting the back of his head on the older man’s shoulder, nuzzling the side of his jaw as his hands rub up and down his thighs. He can feel Yunho’s partial erection poking at his back and he wiggles, nudging against it and Yunho drops his head to nip at his ear.

“Stop that unless you want me to make good on my debauchery comment. I know you’re tired.” Yunho’s presses his mouth against Changmin’s temple as he speaks, rubbing his hands up and down his arms, occasionally swiping crossing his chest, but studiously avoiding any erogenous zones.

“How do you know I’m tired? I’m practically half your age, old man. I can keep up.” Changmin’s tone is mocking but there is no malice behind it. In fact, he is trying to hide his surprise that Yunho notices his fatigue.

“H-half my age? Why you little brat!” Yunho’s suddenly finds his ego slightly bruised even though he knows the teenager is teasing him. Well, he’ll just tease him back, and he quickly crosses his arms across his wife’s chest and his fingers unerringly find his nipples, pinching hard, eliciting a gasping moan from Changmin which goes straight to his groin and his cock springs to attention, not that it had far to go anyway.

Changmin uncrosses Yunho’s arms from his chest and leans forward, pinching his thigh in response while trying to even out his breathing. Such a simple touch but god he is already ready to go, his cock heavy between his legs. To be honest, he was ready to go when Yunho was rolling his sleeves up in the dining room earlier… He coughs to disguise a bubbling moan at that stray thought and rocks his ass backwards, feeling his husband hard against him.

“Stop trying to distract me.” Changmin grumbles, but with no venom. “How did you know I’m tired, old man?”

“I’m starting to view “old man” as an endearment just so you know.” Yunho chuckles as his wife growls half-heartedly at him, probably out of sheer habit. “I notice everything about you. Your movements were slower than normal and you kept rolling your neck earlier. You also spaced out during conversations several times and you only do that when you’re tired or bored. Considering the topic of discussion was the woeful state of the government, something you’re actually interested in, I deduced it wasn’t boredom that was causing you to space out. You haven’t slept well, have you, Min-ah?”

Changmin sighs, once again leaning back fully against his husband’s broader torso, feeling oddly sad. Yunho’s words only serve to prove to him that he’s also to blame in this woeful miscommunication between them. If he wasn’t so self-indulgent in his own feelings, he’d have noticed Yunho’s attention. He turns his head and rubs his nose along his husband’s slightly scratchy chin. His husband has given him so much, it’s only right he gives something back even though it’s difficult for him to relinquish that little bit for himself “just in case”. Changmin has spent years in a self-imposed protective bubble around his heart, but he’s not stupid enough to keep at it just because. Marriage is about compromise isn’t it? Give and take? He is not selfish.

“I can’t sleep without you…” the younger man admits softly, giving in.

Yunho groans at the answer he knows has cost his handsome wife a fair bit to say, as he wraps an arm around the teenager and using his free hand to tilt his chin up, capturing his mouth in a desperate kiss.

Changmin moans into his husband’s mouth, hand reaching back up to clutch at his nape as he tries to get closer, wanting more contact, wanting them to be as one. There is not the usual fight for dominance as he willingly lets Yunho’s tongue enter his mouth as he sucks eagerly on it, wanting to taste the older man, and not getting enough of him. He licks and sucks at his tongue, before chasing it back into Yunho’s mouth, the groan comes from deep within his chest when his husband starts sucking on his tongue. He sweeps it languidly, exploring the warmth of the older man, all the while, unconsciously moving and pressing closer, almost trying to climb backwards into his lap, the water sloshing around them merrily when Yunho suddenly rips his mouth away, gasping loudly.

Yunho stares at the slightly unfocused eyes of his wife who is blinking at him, trying to regain his bearings. The slow blinks only serve to highlight how long his eyelashes are, those liquid brown eyes hazy with lust. He looks so young and vulnerable in that instance but that thought is a brief one as Yunho remembers why he broke their kiss in the first place. He has a hand on Changmin’s belly and the hard bump he feels has stunned him. His wife is only 10 or 11 weeks along isn’t he?

“Min-ah…” He starts but has no idea how to continue as he keeps caressing the slight curvature on a normally taut and flat belly. The emotions are bubbling up and as he looks into the clearing eyes of his wife, he is rocked by how thankful he is that they are in accord once again. His young pregnant wife, probably one of the most stubborn men he’s ever met, suddenly looks shy, as he drops his eyes to stare down into the swirling water. Had the jets been off, Yunho warrants those eyes would be on his hand on his belly.

“Love… is there something you forgot to tell me?” Yunho removes his hand briefly from Changmin’s belly to lean forward to pull both his wife’s long legs over one thigh so the man is seated somewhat sideways, still between his legs but now the younger man can’t hide his face. He rubs his back soothingly, while his other hand moves back over the bump. His wife is silent, biting his lip as he refuses to look up. Yunho relinquishes his touch over his baby to focus on his wife, grabbing Changmin gently by the chin to turn his face towards him.

Changmin has no idea what to say. The bump is honestly not a large one, very slight in fact to his eyes and he doesn’t even half expect Yunho to notice, but the man seems to be full of surprises today. As he is coaxed to meet his husband’s gaze, he sighs, wondering how long his husband has loved him because now that the words have been said, he realises how palpable it is in almost everything the older man does. His own blindness astounds him.

“I popped that day we destroyed half the Park china.”

Yunho wraps his arms around his wife and squeezes gently. “That explains why I haven’t noticed then. We haven’t been intimate since.” He nuzzles Changmin’s cheek before pressing wet kisses along his jaw.

“I honestly didn’t think you’d notice.”

Yunho pulls back to look at his wife, seeing the naked truth in his eyes and his heartstrings tug at how insecure his wife really is and it’s his own fault as a husband really. But before he can respond, Changmin struggles out of his arms, slightly sluggish in the warm water as he moves to straddle his lap, long legs folded on either side, their semi-erections nudging as he settles himself in place. He watches the glittering eyes of his wife whose lips twist into a smirk, one he is very familiar with and his cock responds in kind.

Changmin is really not the sappy sort and now that he is relatively secure in his husband, he wants to get down to the business end of things. He wonders idly if Yunho is going to start “making love” to him rather than fucking him. He shudders at the thought. He’s going to make sure all these confessions don’t change anything in terms of their love life because Changmin loves fucking. Making love is probably going to leave him limp since even the mere thought of it sends him cringing in a mass of do not want. He leans forward, opening his mouth against Yunho’s visibly bruised shoulder and bites down. Hard.

The pain lances right through Yunho like a bolt of lightning and his cock hardens completely in seconds. His wife, god his wife is really something else. The surge of lust he feels from the pain shocks him as he reflexively grabs at Changmin’s ass, squeezing and kneading as his wife doesn’t let up on his assault on the injured shoulder.

Changmin pulls back slightly, licking at the teeth marks in the already purpled shoulder before latching onto another bruised area, sucking and licking hard, digging his teeth in as he rocks on Yunho’s lap, both their erections now in full glory, frotting against each other. The drawn out moan from the older man reverberates in his chest and Changmin can feel it against himself and this turns him on even more as he moves to lave over every inch of the large bruise he caused, not holding back at all in terms of teeth. It is not that Changmin enjoys inflicting pain on his husband. He enjoys the reaction he gets from inflicting the pain. He wants it rough and he wants it now, and he knows exactly which buttons to push.

Yunho’s is a groaning mess. He cannot stop the sounds as each nip sends white hot spikes through him but all it does is to make his cock painfully hard as his wife rocks mercilessly against him. The friction just enough for now but he knows it’s only a matter of time before he flips his deviant monster of a wife over and fucks him. He is struggling very hard to resist the impulse though but he can feel his control slipping as Changmin licks a wet trail from his sore shoulder to his throat and up along his jawline before his hot panting breath is against his ear.

“Fuck me, old man.” The voice is a taunt. A challenge even. “And remember your promise…”

Yunho’s response is growl as he reaches up to fist a handful of his wife’s hair, tearing him roughly from against his ear, crashing their mouths together. There is no finesse in this kiss. This kiss is meant to dominate. To show his young wife exactly who is in control here. Their kiss is all clashing teeth and tongue and rough nips and Yunho wouldn’t be surprised if either of them draw blood. They’ve done so before.

Their mouths slant hotly over each other’s, Changmin’s hands grappling at Yunho’s slick shoulders, trying to find some purchase in the churning water. The pain on his scalp from his husband’s tight grip in his hair is delicious as he lifts himself up, their mouths still latched as he struggles to draw breath through his nose. His moves are practiced, natural, as he moves his hips up over Yunho’s belly to try and impale himself but once again, Yunho rips his mouth away from his, staring at him with eyes swimming in lust, his grip on his ass painfully tight.

Yunho has not completely lost his mind that he doesn’t realise what his crazy wife is about to do as he pulls his hand from his hair to pull his cock down and out of the way of his wife’s ass before letting him slide down as he was about to do. He almost laughs at Changmin’s disgruntled expression as he leans forward to nip hard at his bottom lip before speaking.

“Get the lube, Changmin-ah. You know this is not going to happen any other way.”

“But I want you now.”

“Then get the right lube.”

Changmin glares at his husband as he slowly tries to stand in the water, extremely unsteady on his feet from the heat, the lust and the bent position of his legs. Yunho steadies him with his hands as he regains an upright position, to reach up to the shelf where the towels are to seek the “right lube”. As he leans forward, a hand splayed on the wall to steady himself, his legs stutter when his husband suddenly envelopes his needy cock in his mouth, sucking down hard and his hips inadvertently rock forward, seeking more of that tight warmth. He clenches his eyes shut, as Yunho rakes his fingernails up the back of one thigh while his other hand still supporting him, sucking and licking on his cock without the use of hands, his mouth moving up and down his length, never once popping off the tip as he drags his teeth over the swollen glands teasingly. His husband is ridiculously good at this but Changmin really doesn’t want to come like that. His butt muscles clench reflexively, spurring him on to find that stupid black bottle. He pulls down the towels, uncaring as they land on the slightly damp floor from their earlier sloshing and has to swallow his whoop when he spies the familiar black bottle. He grabs it and pushes himself back from the wall, the momentum dislodging Yunho from his cock.

Yunho moans as that slick hardened flesh is ripped from his mouth, his wife’s taste heavy on his tongue and he wants more. A bottle drops with a splash right in front of him and he smirks, grabbing it quickly. He struggles to stand up, sitting on the edge of the tub with Changmin standing and watching him, eyes hooded and cloudy with need, waiting silently. Yunho pops the cap open and squeezes a tiny amount out onto the tip of three fingers. He looks up to see his wife smirking as he widens his stance, hands placed on each shoulder. Yunho finds his entrance easily, smearing the lube around the tight ring before breaching it slowly. Changmin’s hand squeezes painfully at his bruised shoulder, gripping tighter than he needs to as his other hand is clutching nowhere as tightly, his eyes burning into Yunho’s. It really doesn’t take long for all three fingers to comfortably fit in and he scissors them roughly, grimly satisfied when his wife lets out a moan he knows he wants to keep in, as those eyes don’t let up, glaring defiantly down at him even as Yunho stabs at his prostate.

Changmin bites his lip hard, trying to hold himself together as his cock sways as he jerks when his husband nudges cruelly within him. The pain is there, but it is a welcome pain and he wants more. He wants to feel alive, to feel himself holding the older man tight within him. He wants Yunho to lose that damnable control of his. He removes his hand from the uninjured shoulder, leaning his weight heavily into the other, almost sneering when the older man winces slightly as he reaches down and pulls his hand away roughly, body stiffening as those long fingers leave his body. He grabs blindly for the lube, popping the lid off with one hand and squeezing several drops out onto Yunho’s waiting cock. He doesn’t bother smearing it though, knowing his body will do it for him. He digs his fingers into that shoulder one last time, before turning around and lowering himself. The initial breach of his entrance by the slick head of his husband’s cock is easy enough but Changmin wants the pain and he knows it will drive Yunho mad, as he pauses, with only the swollen head within his body. His thighs are starting to complain at the odd, half lowered position but Changmin ignores them as he looks up to the opposite vanity, in the mirror, meeting the older man’s waiting eyes in it, before he drops his hips, the hoarse scream as he impales himself echoing around the massive bathroom.

Yunho knows it is coming but it still shocks him. He doesn’t move as he allows Changmin’s body to adjust to the rough instrusion, self-inflicted of course as the man whimpers in his arms, but Yunho knows he is not upset. Far from it in fact as he pushes his wife forward, following him, their bodies tightly connected till the younger man is bent over across the large tub, hands gripping the opposite side of the jacuzzi, head back, staring at Yunho via the mirror. He leans down over his wife’s smooth back, eyes never leaving the other’s as he whispers into his ear. A promise.

“I hope you don’t have any plans tomorrow, love…” His voice comes out low and husky as he nips playfully at the defiant teenager’s ear, chuckling when Changmin shrugs his shoulder, trying to dislodge him. He slaps a hand hard across one ass cheek, smirking when he sees the younger man’s eyes widen in surprise in the mirror before leaning back to finish what he’s started off saying, licking at the lobe, “…Because you won’t be able to walk once I’m done with you tonight.” The moan that leaves Changmin’s throat is low and guttural as Yunho watches his eyes roll back at his words and he pulls out slowly before snapping his hips back hard.

Yunho rakes his fingers down the sides of his wife’s long body as he stands up, gripping onto Changmin’s hips as he slams into him once again. The pace is painful, animalistic as he ruts into the the younger man’s eager body. He never once takes his eyes off his wife who is shouting curses at him, his hot eyes setting Yunho’s body on fire. The man is almost distractingly vocal but the barbs and taunts only serve to make Yunho want to tame his ridiculous brat of a wife. He pulls out suddenly, earning himself a wail of protest as Changmin turns to glare at him but Yunho ignores the teenager as he moves to settle back into the warm water.

“Ride me.” Comes the simple command.

The “right lube” indeed is the only thought that crosses Changmin’s mind as he scowls at his husband, moving to stand astride the man once again, deftly twisting out of the way when Yunho tries to capture his cock as he lowers himself into the warm water. He doesn’t bother with hands, once again digging his nails into the older man’s broad shoulders, his now loosened opening finds the head of Yunho’s cock easily enough and he wiggles his hips into position before sliding down the slickened cock. He drops his head back, unable to stifle the gasp of the full intrusion once again before tilting his head back up.

Husband and wife stare at each other, before the wife starts to move, rocking hard on the husband’s lap as he leans forward to kiss that perfect cupid bow mouth. Such a beautiful mouth on a man and that man is his, and his alone. The younger man doesn’t let up the pace set earlier by his husband, filthy words spilling from his mouth, taunting the older man, wanting him to lose control and Yunho can only hold out for so long, his grip on his wife’s cock harsh as he desperately strokes hard.

Changmin yanks Yunho’s head back as he latches onto his throat, sucking hard, making sure he leaves a mark because he is done with being the only one marked as taken. His husband is his alone and he wants the whole damn world to know it. He is so close to release but grits his teeth against it, scoring Yunho’s throat and collarbone with his teeth, demanding more from his husband. The burning ache in his body is welcome and he tries to control his increasingly desperate wailing as the angle he is in repeatedly stabs at his prostrate, driving him mad.

“You fucking brat.” Yunho chokes out when Changmin bites down a little too hard and he squeezes his cock, pumping harshly while his other hand yanks his wife back from off his throat, pushing him away slightly, pinching a dusky nipple hard while his other hand never stops stroking. His eyes see straight through his wife’s.

“I fucking love you.” He grits out and Changmin loses the battle right there, bending forward and burying his face in the older man’s neck, body jerking harshly as he comes into the warm water, almost sobbing in relief despite losing their battle of wills. As usual, Yunho is not far behind, his cock having no defence against that clenching body that sucks everything out of him. He spends himself, holding his shaking wife close, closing his eyes and pressing his forehead into a wet shoulder as he murmurs Changmin’s name in an unbroken litany, overwhelmed by the force of his orgasm.

As they come down from their orgasms, their bodies still joined, Yunho doesn’t stop murmuring nonsensical words to his sated wife who is slumping fully against him, completely boneless as they sink a little lower into the warm (and now tainted) water. He rubs his hand soothingly up and down the teenager’s back, pressing occasional kisses to his temple, enjoying the almost hypnotic sound of the jets and churning water. He feels rather than hears the words Changmin mouths against his throat, vibrating against his skin, and marking him like nothing else ever can or will.

“I love you too, old man.”






AN1: Ok, I honestly honestly honestly started writing this to give a quick view of JaeChun and the HoMin smut was supposed to be the gist in this part cos I kinda felt cock-blocked at the end of the first half of this lmao but as usual, my story ran away from me. I AM TOO WORDY!!! Sighsies…

AN2: I really am on semi-hiatus. I’ve just found that writing seems to be a good way to relax myself from the insanity of work. Basically I will write whatever comes to mind or wherever my muse leads me. I won’t be forcing words out because that kinda defeats the purpose of a hiatus. I am not preferring one pairing over another. I’m just going with my muse ;-) And right now my muse is a demanding!Changmin so who am I to say no to the man? He is too gorgeous…

AN3: Someone asked me this so I figure I’d put it here. My DBSK bias list order (normally) is YunJaeSuMinChun but currently Min and Su have swapped ;-) Basically DBSK are the top five of my kpop biases with everyone else I may fancy trailing far far far behind. Yunho is my ultimate obviously and Jae is actually a very distant second. Su and Min are basically constantly fighting to knock Jae off #2 and they have both succeeded on several occasions, but Jae is still #2

Btw I updated my hiatus thing... check it out Hiatus Announcement


Ok so it took me a while to actually be able to comment..totally not my fault!! I think you fried my brain with the HoMin fluff and smut..needed time to regenerate..(then I read it again and it fried my brain again so >.< )

The JaeChun was so sweet..the two fit naturally together in my opinion..like 2 peas in a pod..

..and may all of you learn not to piss him off as I have learned time and time again.”

hehe cute Chunnie..way too cute!

Heechul’s reaction to Jaejoong’s belly was adorable..love that guy to pieces..such a sweetheart trying to help Jae out..

“You’re not leaving me!” Micky manages to choke out, his voice harsh in his panic. “I won’t let you, you hear me? I don’t care if you don’t love me and I’m so fucking sorry I’ve been an ass these last two years but you cannot leave me. You can’t. Please, Jae, don’t leave me.” Micky tightens his grip on his wife as he buries his face into the shoulder he has managed to squeeze into turning towards him. He is almost choking on his panic and is clinging to his wife like a lifeline.

ok that has to go in my marriage “contract”…if my future husband wants to get ‘some’ he has to say that to me at least twice a week..death grip and all..and the love confession where he was listing all the things he loves about Jae.. ♥ gave me a heart-shaped ulcer

I love when you stand up for Minnie against Yunho when even I am afraid of the man sometimes and I’ve known him for thirty years.

lol..oh Chunnie..it is quite endearing I must say (^▽^) (to be honest the one pairing I absolutely cannot tolerate and makes me cringe like an epilepsy is JaeMin..unless it’s BFFery I avoid it like the plague! So here they’re kinda cute as long as Min goes back to Yunho :) ) and the piano playing…I think my ulcer grew a tad bit bigger..

It was wonderful to see the Jae/Micky's side. Chami finally said I love you and I think he might......just might be pregnant with twins!!!!!!!! Also Heechul and Hannie has been married for 9-10 years?! Plus he has 3 kids?! I was shocked! I love it!

I hope we get to see the couples go to the hospital to get ultra sounds!!!! The husbands reactions will be priceless. Especially Yunho's!

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Hehehe. People carry babies differently ;-) I had a friend who popped around the same time Chami does and another who didn't show till she was in her 16th week of pregnancy! Pretty crazy. I have a friend now who's due in like three weeks and she looks like she's only 6 months pregnant heh.

This fifth shot is the first time i've mentioned HanChul so IDK who you're talking about? LOL! Basically the series has been HoMin/JaeChun and no one else (oh and the Drs Kim). Yes they have three brats :P Chullie has his hands full lmao!

Hahahaha yes indeed it'll be interesting to see them in the hospital ;-)

I feel that you have cock blocked Jaechun? We need more JaeChun in this..... Love the series so far
:D

Hahahahaha I did not cockblock JaeChun :P I am sooooooo not comfortable writing JaeChun smut lmao. It'll be like me dying trying to write het sex with Yunho in Jejuko. It'll be like...wtf am I doing/writing...

The series was really meant to be HoMin with JaeChun as a side pairing but I do like those two too lol so we'll see. I'm glad you like this so far ;-)

glad your muse came for this update..:))

My demanding!Changmin muse never went away ;-) It's just finding the time to write it that was the problem!

ROFL

I wonder if Heechul was giving advice or playing with Jaejoong. Or doing both ^_~

I do love Heechul's character a lot. It adds spice to Jae and Yoochun's relationship.

I'm not surprise at Yoochun's reaction when Jaejoong said they needed to talk.
I think every guy in a relationship fears those four words " We need to talk".

HoMin are forever going on like Energizer bunnies.

Lol you know what Heechul is like :P He was totally doing both hahahaha. And yes, I found myself liking Heechul a lot. He's fun to write. He's like a cross between Min and Jae hahaha.

Poor Chunneh... Felt sorry for him for a split second XD! And yes... HoMin... Min is a Scorpio in this fic if that explains anything :PPP


Omg I've been reading since you first posted this series and now no longer a silent reader I had to comment. I really love your writing. This series is great i just read the first part of this 5th one shot and was like huh where's part two? And just my luck before I went to sleep I check again and you post it. XD The beginning was sweet I'm happy finally Yoochun and Jaejoong talked it out they are just so cute together. And the Jaejoong and Heechul thing was sweet too. For a second I thought there was gonna be a cat fight. :o And of course my awesome HoMin couple! Who could forget them, their little I guess talk continuation here was cute in its own hotomgtheyrehavingroughsexinajacuzzi type of way. Then yeah >\\\> but no really I'm glad they really worked out things too and Yunho's reaction to the little baby bump was too adorable and then Changmin's shyness <3 Glad Minnie said I Love You at the end too or else I was gonna feel bad for Yunho. :T This was a really long one shot from you I agree but it was just amazing and cleared up things so I'm happy for it. Heard your going on semi(?) hiatus but I'll be waiting till then for more amazing one shots of this HoMin series!~ :D

Yay!!! I love it when silent readers come out of lurk. It makes me feel happy that you're taking the time to tell me you like my stories. Yes JaeChun is ridiculously cute... Micky is just clueless and Jaejoong is Jaejoong :P The man is forever like a little kitten wanting affection I swear...

Hahaha I love Heechul :P He's like a wonderful cross between Min and Jae's personalities lol!

I kinda cooed a little at Yunho I have to say... Him not knowing what to say as he rubbed Min's tiny bump... i'm cooing again now thinking about it omg. Yunho would make such an awesome daddy i'm kinda all fluttery and tingly just thinking about it lmao and here I am getting FAR ahead of myself lol!

Yeah going on semi hiatus and just writing what my muse wants in between my tedious work time... Looooooong hours omg. Anyway, thank you so much for your lovely comment and I hope you'll comment more in the future :3

Thank you for the long and very heart-warming JaeChun scene, I really enjoyed it!

And of course liked the HoMin-part of the chapter too! It's amusing how Yunho is completely aware of the changes around his wife - no matter of it's fatigue or bad mood or the physical signs in the progress of the pregnancy and still his actions usually confuse poor Changmin. : D

And our DBSK bias lists seem to be common only in Yoochun's place ... Mine is JaeMinYunSuChun...

I was puking rainbows... Sigh... LOL I have no idea how it all got so sweet and fluffy but that's really how I see JaeChun in this. Even the HoMin part was all puking rainbows lmao! Yunho has always been aware of Changmin...he just doesn't show it or assumes his wife knows ;-)

Chun seems to be either at the top or bottom of most people's DBSK bias lists... I haven't seen him floating in the middle for the Cassies I know.

this trophy wife series is really good... I love that Min and Yunho completes each other so much.. (yeah I love smuts kekeke)... I do wanted to see how this will progress since having a baby and such are a different matter altogether...

thank u for sharing your fic to readers like me...

Glad you like it ;-) And yes, I am totally interested in how this will progress too because at this point, I actually have no clue lol.

I'm happy to share my fic cos writing seems to help me de-stress and sharing is caring! Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment!

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It was rainbows all the way... They're gonna have rainbow babies OTL

I'm glad it warmed your heart ;-) Chunneh doesn't stand a chance with Heechul and Jae (not to mention Min) lol. But man I seriously felt for him when he thought Jae was gonna leave him OTL. Min is always a brat, that's why I laaaaaaaaahv him. I love brats. Maybe that's why I tend to lean towards the maknaes in kpop hmmmmm.....

I am thankful that they are all on the same page with each other.. love how Chun and Jae made up and Jae finally realizing how much Chun loves him... Thank you for the last part.. love you... seeing HoMin together and in a Jacuzzi is priceless..
hopefully Changmin is going to have twins.. glad that everything is settled for the moment.. knowing Jae and Min something is bound to happen.. thanks for the update...

IKR? Finally! It was killing me how they were all out of sorts with each other. The young trophy wives had no clue how much of a hold they really have over their husbands. Hehehe everyone's got twin theories. It's funny :P Yes, JaeMin are ridiculously unpredictable and especially with the pregnancy hormones... Even I have no idea where this fic is going lol!

I read this for the Jaechun and I'm truly sorry I skipped the Homin smex.

Thank you for writing Grand Gestures even though you are so busy. I appreciate your efforts greatly.

Today was quite horrid when I found out about Sekushiai deleting her LJ. All those gorgeous & delicious stories gone ... (weeps). From now on I will comment after reading. Even if it's not something I fancy, I will say thank you to the author.

Lol it's ok. I'm surprised you're still reading tbh heh.

I thought she was changing and moving her journal rather than deleting. I mean, yes she deleted but she was moving them over to somewhere else. At least that's what I thought. You're really kind to do that. When I start reading again, I will remember to comment always too.

Rainbows,, rainbows everywhere! & Changmin finally said those words! Even if it's in a snarky kind of way but he still said it. Aigoo, Chunchun is as insecure of his wife love to him as Jae is.

I love you for writing this. Have I told you that?

PUKED RAINBOWS I TELL YOU.

Hehehe. The wives have a far greater hold over their husbands than they realize ;-) And Min will forever be a brat tbh but would you have it any other way? I adore him sfm OTL

Awww I can't remember if you have but reinforcing your love is always good! Thank you so much for appreciating me and my fic!

love it ^^
my min finally says i love you and so does yunho lol
love jaechu here they are so cute...and so similar soulmates for lide lol
and heechul!!! love, love heechul and was happy to see him interact with jae...i cant wait for more of this series, its really good!

Hehehe yes, vows of love have been exchanged :P JaeChun are ulcer inducingly cute OTL But I prefer them this way to their emo angsting in real life lol. I love Heechul too and he was fun to write. You know he'll turn up again ;-) I'm so glad you like my series! Thanks for reading and commenting!

0_____________0 my eyes are stuck on the HoMin smut and my mind refuses to acknowledge there was a long ass JaeChun somewhere in this fic..
omo!! i love that fight of wills yunho & changmin have.. the borderline violence in their lovemaking was SFGJJUHKUYJKFSWDQASDGRTGGGH

it seems that sekushiai has deleted her LJ all of a sudden.. i'm hoping it is only temporarily and she'll make a comeback like moon1084, but you'll never know.. T__T

Awwwwww don't be hating on my JaeChun. I luffs them ok! :P

Yes those two fuck like angry rabbits and it's mainly Min's doing. Dear boy IDK how you're going to be trying that with a 36 week belly but we'll see hahahahahahahha!

My understanding was that she deleted because she's transferring her stuff to another place. A comm maybe...So hopefully she'll resurface soon!

I'M SO HAPPY YOU WROTE A SECOND PART! :D You can't even understand my excitement when I saw this. It was like I won the lottery or something. xD

I'm also lol-ing at how different Yunho and Yoochun are even if they are best friends. The JaeChun couple is tooth- numbingly cute in this part. Yoochun may be a womanizer, but he's full of insecurities too and the way he begged Jaejoong not to leave him had me aww-ing at my computer screen.

HoMin /definitely/ fight like cats and dogs and they love like cats and dogs too. Rawr. Was it Jaejoong who said that he would be bored in a relationship with Yunho in this verse? Yunho may be passive when it comes to dealing with most theatrics, but he seems like the type who would make sex verrrrry interesting. ;) Changmin is one lucky duck. I literally made grabby hands when Yunho found out Min popped. I really hope Yunho gets his 25 kids irl because that would probably make him the happiest ever lololol.

I'm surprised you say that Jae is a pretty distant second from Yunho in your bias list... I would have assumed that he is pretty close near Yunho. :p Your reply to my last comment mentioned that some people don't like how you write Changmin in this, but honestly, I see no problem with it. I doubt any of the DBSK boys act like they would irl in all fics...that's the beauty of fiction. :) Plus Changmin is forever going to be perched prettily at the top of my bias list, so I will read anything that has a focus on him and Yunho is a close second. I'd say Jae tries to share the second spot with Yunho a lot and then Junsu and Yoochun round off my list. :)

Long comment is loooooooooong~ :D

LOL it needed to get written. I felt soooooooooo cockblocked at the end of the first part like you wouldn't believe lol. It's like wtf I need more! So everyone got more :P

2U are like opposites but they work so well hahaha. If Yunho gets too serious, there's always Chunneh and if he's too flighty, there's Yunho to draw him back ;-) I love them in this tbh. I never intended to write any JaeChun at all when I started this series but Jae is waaaaaay too cute and Micky would be excellent at spoiling him :P I felt so bad for him at that part... I can imagine his panic OTL He's not really a womanizer, more like an incurable flirt. Like me tbh. My husband says I flirt like I breathe. It's too natural and I don't think about it. So probably the same as him.

Yes it was Jae who said that :P And Jae doesn't really know a lot of details of the HoMin sex life lmaooooooo. Ohmygod I cannot imagine Min being that open. I mean, he loves his friend to death but yeah, no lol. Oh god he'd best start adopting now then to get those 25 kids! And gah I was all eeeeeeeeee over Yunho there NEGL..

Lol nah Jae is a VERY distant second and Min is currently like, literally breathing down his neck for the #2 spot. I need to superglue Jae to #2 lmao. My twin is becoming increasingly Min biased because of this fic apparently and she is soooooo not happy with me. He used to be 4th on her list like for mine lol.

Hahaha no worries about the long comment. I love it ;-)