Prologue

"That shirt's tight." He growled.

You ignored Jongin and continued playing with your food. You just lost interest in everything at the moment.

You yelped as you felt a hand rub against your thighs.

"What's wrong dear?" Jongin's mother asked.

"Oh, nothing. I just remembered something." You made an excuse.

Nodding they went back to their conversations and you tried glared up at Jongin.

"What are you doing?" You asked your teeth clenching.

"Oh I don't know. Is it bad to touch the soft skin of my wife?" He smirked, his hands going further.