I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Jack sat innocently on the sofa enjoying the potato chips he took himself in the snack cupboard in the pantry after dinner, while Anne was still busy in the pantry washing the dishes. After seeing Jack's whole body stark naked, Anne went back into the bathroom. Jack then went up to the second floor to put on his sleeping clothes which he had left a few days ago. So now he was comfortable with his own clothes.

"Anne, come here. Your favorite show has started." Jack shouted loudly for the umpteenth time, calling for Anne.

"I'm washing the dishes, Jack," said Anne quickly.

"Washing the dishes? You've been washing the dishes for more than five minutes, Anne, while there are only a couple of dishes. Come here quickly or I'll come there and force you to come here," said Jack back.

Anne immediately turned to Jack and looked at him without blinking. She was very annoyed at Jack who liked to threaten. Even though Anne had deliberately lingered in the pantry because she wanted to calm herself down after seeing what she shouldn't have seen, Jack actually made her always be by his side.

After placing the dishes that she had washed more than twice in the dryer, Anne then walked slowly to the sofa towards Jack who seemed to be smiling at her without blinking.

"You gumiho," said Anne in her heart cursing Jack. Gumiho was a creature that appeared in Korean folklore and legend. According to the story, a fox that lived for thousands of years turned into a gumiho.

Jack then shifted his seat and invited Anne to sit beside him with a big smile. He couldn't wait to hug Anne.

Anne, who was not in the mood to sit next to Jack, chose to sit at the end of the sofa. "I'll just sit here," she said quietly, crossing her arms across her chest.

Seeing Anne distance herself from him, Jack then put the potato chips he had been hugging on to the table. After cleaning his hands with a tissue, Jack immediately approached her. He didn't even hesitate to hug Anne who was already cornered.

"You asked me to do this, Anne," whispered Jack in a voice almost inaudible to Anne's ears.

"Jack...let me go, don't be like this. Sit properly," said Anne softly, trying to free herself from Jack's arms. Anne felt uncomfortable being hugged by Jack like that.

Jack smiled. "The more you move the faster he wakes up, Anne." Jack uttered sensual words in Anne's ear again.

"Wh-who's awake? Aren't we...gulped."

Anne could not continue her sentence when she immediately understood what Jack meant. Her face immediately turned red when she recalled the incident a few minutes ago when Jack did not wear a single thing in front of the bathroom when she came out.

"Your face is red, Anne. You look even more beautiful and adorable. May I..."

"No!!!" Although Jack hadn't finished speaking, Anne cut him off quickly. She also managed to push Jack away and moved to sit on the other sofa, hugging a small pillow.

"Anne, Anne.. you really are something. Come here, sit next to me, I won't eat you," said Jack slowly, waving his hand asking Anne to sit back beside him.

"I don't want to sit with you! You're mean," said Anne without hesitation.

Jack took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "You want to sit next to me or I sit with you in a narrow chair like that, please choose."

"Ish you sucks, you pusher," Anne snarled in annoyance as she shifted seat next to Jack again.

As soon as Anne sat back beside him, Jack immediately wrapped his arms around Anne's waist. Anne, who had previously rebelled, now only surrendered when Jack hugged her like that. Not long after, Anne's favorite program began. It was an inter-country cooking competition held by a TV channel in England. When the show started, Anne became very focused. She ignored Jack's arms around her waist. Every now and then a smile appeared on her beautiful face so that her dimples were visible and made Jack even more carried away by her charm. Jack had even completely forgotten what he had been through today. All his annoyance just disappeared when he saw Anne's smile, the woman he had decided would be the mother of his children.

"Anne..."

"Huum,"

"I'm tired, can I sleep on your lap?"

"Of course," replied Anne without hesitation while patting her thigh, Anne had not realized that it was Jack who spoke like that. She was still focused on the TV screen showing the semi-finals of the amateur chefs' cooking show.

As soon as he got permission from Anne, Jack immediately laid his head on Anne's thigh. Not long after he was really asleep, the vanilla scent from Anne's body made him fall asleep immediately. Meanwhile, Anne, who had not yet realized that Jack had fallen asleep on her thigh, was still enjoying the program on one of her favorite cable TV shows. Several times she was seen clapping her hands when she saw one of her favorite amateur chefs win the challenge given by the jury as well as the host of the talent show for amateur chefs.

"Ah, if I could be that good at processing Foie gras it would be very fun, especially if I could audition for a show like this. Unfortunately, I'm not very good at cooking," said Anne quietly when her favorite show was over. This episode was about how the finalists process food from goose liver, which was one of the luxury foods.

"I'm thirsty, Jack, what do you want to drink? Let me take it..." Anne stopped her words when she realized something was wrong. Her eyes widened when she saw Jack was sleeping on her thighs. "How did he sleep on my thigh? Since when did he sleep, how come I didn't notice?"

Various questions appeared in Anne's mind when she saw Jack sleeping on her lap. She was really confused at the moment. Not sure Jack was really sleeping, Anne waved her hand in front of Jack's face many times. She even touched both of Jack's eyes which didn't respond to his touch, which meant that Jack was really asleep.

"How could I not notice? Ah, Anne, you are really too stupid," said Anne inwardly cursing herself.

Because the aches had started to come, Anne then tried to free herself from Jack. She slowly lifted Jack's head and tried to shift her thighs. She had also reached for a pillow to replace her thighs. After almost ten minutes, Anne was finally free from Jack. With sweat dripping down her forehead, Anne sat on the carpet. She looked at Jack who was fast asleep. "Your eyelashes are really long for a man, Jack," murmured Anne subconsciously.

Because she was tired of what she had been through today, Anne was sleepy. She then laid her head on the sofa right next to Jack who was sleeping. Luckily, Anne was currently wearing pajama trousers, so she didn't get too cold, especially since the carpet she was sitting on was quite thick. Not long after, Anne finally fell asleep in a sitting position right in front of Jack's face in an uncomfortable position. She had not realized her own feelings until now that she was comfortable with Jack's presence. Anne was still trying to deny her feelings, because she was still afraid to start a relationship, even though her body gave Jack another response.

Continued