Office Diaries - Chapter 154

Sohyang shrieked on the other end and Jisoo looked totally apologetic. She didn’t understand after all.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she said over and over. She already failed on that. “What to do now?” she asked and she heard Sohyang sigh.

“Go back to your husband feed him good food and wine then make him show you his birdie and show him your bun, and then make up. Idiots!” Sohyang told her as she ended the call.

With a pout, Jisoo helplessly put her phone on the table and sighed before she took the plate of sushi in her hands.

“Feed him then make him show his birdie…” she muttered as she placed a practiced ‘seductive’ look Sohyang taught her earlier on her face before she marched back towards the dining room.

On the other hand, one husband sat worriedly as he waited for his wife to return with an indifferent ċȯċkatoo on his ŀȧp.

“What’s taking her long?” Yushin wondered out loud just as Jisoo came back carrying a plate of sushi.

True to her words, his wife made a lot and he couldn’t help but smile fondly. She only made sushi when there’s a special occasion. He wondered now what he missed, but he was sure that he didn’t forget anything. His wife’s little party would be tomorrow, and he had invited their close friends for lunch.

“What’s up?” Yushin greeted and he thought he saw Jisoo become thoughtful, as if she was an actress who forgot her script, before answering his question.

“You,” his wife said as she placed the plate in front of him, then her finger pointed at his front, which nearly made Yushin choke on his own saliva.

What? His sweet innocent wife didn’t say that right?

“You’re up,” Jisoo said again before she smiled knowingly, sitting on the table, spreading her legs wide in front of him.

Yushin watched as his wife took a glass and poured wine on herself, the liquid making the already thin clothing look more transparent.

“Do you want some?” she asked again but didn’t wait for his answer.

Using her fingers, Jisoo started feeding him sushi, and he wasn’t able to do anything but chew as he continued to watch his wife.

“Love, you’re not taken over by aliens right? I didn’t hear any UFO landing today in the news,” Yushin told his wife who just chuckled, her ringing voice sending ėrȯtɨċ signals on his body and the poor husband was near tears as the birdie in his pants strained to come out.

“Do you want some more?” she asked and he shook his head. “What do you want then?” his wife inquired and he gulped hard before he answered.

“You,” he croaked. “I want you…”

Jisoo’s heart beat fast as she heard her husband answer. She was so happy she nearly cried then and there, but she knew she couldn’t do that. Sohyang worked hard to help her after all, and so she would follow her instructions to the end. Pushing her shyness away, she bit her lip as she leaned forward, making sure she was near enough to whisper against her husband’s ear.

“I want you too,” she said as her hands started to roam on her husband’s person starting from his ċhėst and she smiled when her husband’s breath hitched. “I want you and your birdie…” she whispered playfully again as her hand zeroed on her husband’s crotch— and she stopped, confused.

Her hand groped something big and wiggling.

Slowly, Jisoo looked down, and she met a pair of beady eyes staring back at her.

“Eh?” she murmured before her mouth opened wide, her doe eyes blinking several times as she tried to absorb what’s going on. “What’s this?” she asked as she held the ċȯċkatoo in her hands, holding it in front of her husband who smiled sheepishly at her, before Yushin answered.

“A birdie…”

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“S-so… the one you were talking to in your office earlier was that?” Jisoo asked, her usual timid self now back upon finally understanding things.

The couple was now in their room, having a talk. As soon as Yushin found out that there was some kind of a misunderstanding going on, he had pushed his wife into confessing everything, and he was glad that he did.

“Yes, I was teaching him how to talk but he wouldn’t,” Yushin said as he finished hanging Sugar’s cage in their room. “He’s my gift for your birthday but he wouldn’t talk so I got frustrated,” he added as he turned to join his wife on the bed. “He pooped on our wedding picture that’s why I got so angry.”

“Oh…” Jisoo murmured as she hid her face in her hands. “I thought you were talking to me in the picture. I thought you already got tired of me because I am boring,” she said in a weak voice and Yushin pulled her against his body.

“No Love, I will never get tired of you. I love you too much— and no, you’re not boring,” he cajoled his forlorn spouse, kissing the top of her head as he did.

“I thought you think my bun’s ugly. I didn’t know you were talking about that bun over there,” Jisoo said, almost laughing at her stupidity as she glanced at the plump ċȯċkatoo which watched them from inside the cage.

“Your bun?” Yushin asked. “You mean this?” he continued as he cupped his wife’s crotch, feeling her sėx there which was beginning to react.

“Yushin…we should stop calling mine a bun,” Jisoo mȯȧnėd as she turned, her husband catching her lips in a searing kiss.

“Love,” Yushin called back huskily as he shifted on the bed, pushing his wife gently on the cushions so he’d loom over her.

“Yushin…I want… I want…” she mȯȧnėd as she let her husband’s hands roam over her, her fingers pulling at his clothes, desperately wanting to feel his skin.

With a smile, he removed his shirt and let his wife admire his muscled ċhėst. “Come to think of it, you mentioned something about wanting my birdie didn’t you?” he teased as he pulled his wife’s undėrwėȧr, exposing the smooth, newly waxed pink woman bun. “Ah, Mrs. Park, what do we have here?” he whispered delightedly as he lowered his head.

“Yushin, what are you doing?” Jisoo asked as he trailed fire down her abdomen towards her crotch with his tongue.

“What else? I’m gonna eat your bun, your naughty pink bun…” he whispered against his wife’s thɨġhs before he swallowed it whole.

“Ahhhhhh…Yu-shin….” Jisoo mȯȧnėd her pŀėȧsurė, holding on to dear life as her husband made slow, delicious love to her all through the night.

The next day came and they gathered for Jisoo’s birthday party. It was a private one with only two guests since it’s a work day and her bigger party would be held at the end of the month when all their friends could come.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Jisoo, happy birthday to you,” Sohyang, Jimin and Yushin sang as the latter placed a cake with candles in front of his blooming wife.

All four of them were at the Parks’ veranda where Yushin had set up a table for them to have lunch outside. He also made a makeshift perch for Sugar to stay outside, a cord on one foot keeping him from flying far away. His wife had given the bird some nuts to enjoy so Sugar wasn’t complaining.

This morning however, the bird had already started making noises like “EEEERF” or squawking but no words yet.

“He’ll learn,” Yushin told Jisoo, and so the happy wife glanced at her birthday present with a smile.

“So, this is the birdie that wouldn’t talk,” Jimin commented as he poked at Sugar’s tail.

“Yeah, that’s the one,” Yushin answered as he set up the grill. He would be making steak in a while.

“Ah, but he seems young. He’d learn soon, just be patient,” Jimin said afterwards.

Sohyang who had been admiring the bird glanced at her sister with a smirk. “So that’s the ugly bun your husband was talking about,” she whispered to her big sister, and Jisoo turned red with embarrassment.

“I’m sorry,” Jisoo murmured as she smiled apologetically at her younger sibling who just shook her head and laughed as she turned to her brother-in-law.

“Hey Big Bro Yushin, what are you doing?” Sohyang asked just as Sugar started making noises.

“What are you doing?” Sugar repeated and everyone exchanged looks.

“Did you hear that?” Yushin asked excitedly as he stood up and smiled. “He just talked right?” he asked again and everyone nodded just as Sugar continued to show off.

“Yushin, what are you doing? Eeeerk…What are you doing? Yushin…Eeeerk…” Sugar said over and over as he moved his head, his tiny body dancing as he displayed his snowy feathers, making everyone clap.

“Well, I guess you guys won’t have problems with him not talking anymore,” Jimin commented as Sugar jumped from his perch to stand on his shoulder, still showing off.

“Yushin…what are you doing? Eeerk! Hi, I’m Sugar…What are you doing? Eeerk Sugar” the bird said. “Eating your bun eeerk eating your bun…naughty pink bun…”

“WHAT?” Yushin and Jisoo gasped as everyone stared horrified at the ċȯċkatoo which ignored them all as it continued to talk.

“AAAH eat your pink bun…naughty pink bun…Yushin Ahhhhh…” Sugar mimicked Jisoo’s mȯȧns last night making Yushin clench his fist.

“SOMEBODY SHUT THAT BIRD UUUUUP!”