Jumin's arm rested on my shoulder and I leaned into his embrace. Our footsteps sounded as we walked away from the restaurant that we spent our 3rd year wedding anniversary at.

"Did you enjoy yourself MC?" Jumin asked his voice low and husky in my ear.

I turn my head to look up at him my face spread in a expression of joy," I always enjoy myself when I'm with you," I told him before turning my head and letting it rest on his chest once again.

As we walked back to our mansion the sunlight began to fade. Why hadn't we taken the driver again I wondered. Whatever we're almost there I thought as my eyes began to close.

Then I heard it. The whistle. I squirmed it a bit knowing what was coming. "Hey beautiful," a slurred voice said. I felt Jumin's grip on my shoulder tighten as he halted in front of a swaggering man who clutched a half empty beer bottle.

"Excuse me?" he asked his voice quiet but furious.

I tugged on Jumin's sleeve,"It's fine honey, he's not worth it," I argued worry flowing into my voice.

"Yeah, chill bro. All you have to do is calm your panties," he said before giving me a flirtatious wink," I'll take of your girl."

I shuddered as shivers snaked up my back. "MC get behind me," Jumin ordered his voice filled with quiet fury.

"Jumin, let's just go," I said pulling on his arm.

"No!" he exclaimed, "Nobody's allowed to talk to you this way." I rolled my eyes but smiled his protection though may not make me safe from everything gave me comfort.

"Look, bro I can treat your girl who ever I want," he said taking a staggering step forward.

In that moment there was a flurry of motion I was barely able to comprehend. Jumin swung me behind his back his hand regretfully letting me go behind him. Then before I could stop it his curled fist swung forward.

When Jumin's hand meet the drunk man's face there was a crunch of bone and he fell backward his bottle shattering on the pavement. Jumin stood over him shaking his bruised hand. He brought his foot back and kicked the man who rolled over curling into a ball.

When Jumin brought his foot back again I lunged forward grabbing him from behind. "It's okay," I whispered into his ear forcing my voice to institue calm. "He can't hurt me" I assured him letting my hand stroke his bruised his hand. Slowly I pulled at the fingers unwinding the tight fist.

Jumin sighed," I should be comforting you," he remarked turning from the fallen man to face me.

His eyes were wild but his shoulders were beginning to lower. His chest raised with shallow breaths so I put a hand on him calmly stroking," I'm okay with having the roles reversed," I said letting my lips curl into a sly smirk.

Jumin raised a perfectly arched eyebrow," Oh really?" he questioned his lips finally beginning to match my smile.

"Really," I whispered softly pulling him closer so that our lips touched. I felt Jumin relax when he met allowing his rigid arms to wrap around me gently his hand casually rubbing my backbone.

I closed my eyes letting myself feel safe within his embrace. Pulling my body closer to his gentle touch.

Hesitantly I pulled away glad to see the last lines of anger had been wiped from Jumin's expression. "Let's go home MC," he said his voice returning to a low whisper.

"Wonderful idea," I said my voice radiating glee. After one final glare of warning Jumin wrapped his arm around my shoulder kissed the top of my head and we began walking.

I sighed snuggling into Jumin's embrace. I let my arm snaking around his waist so that I could keep him closer.

"You're sure you're fine, right?" Jumin double checked.

The warmth of his body solidified my answer,"I'm wonderful."