Lee Minho (p^-^)p

Jisung and Minho had been married for three years, and in their relationship for six. There had been ups and downs, endless arguments over Jisung's moody behavior and Minho's busy schedule. But there was one thing: Minho's patience seemed endless. After every argument, he'd come to Jisung with a bouquet of white roses or a new expensive ring and apologize. He'd change his work schedule to take Jisung to the park for ice cream, and he'd work remotely in the kitchen because Jisung complained that the sound of the keyboard in the bedroom was keeping him awake. So... Yes, Minho had tons of money and boundless love for her childish husband.

Jisung and Minho were shopping, but Jisung's moods were changing rapidly, and every single sweater he tried on seemed completely unflattering. "Honey, be a little quieter now." "I suggest we go to that boutique around the corner; they have cute sweaters, socks, whatever you could want," Minho says calmly, stroking the skin behind Jisung's ear. Although sometimes, oh, how he wanted to curse in those moments...

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