You had been walking on eggshells the past couple of months around Yoongi. Since you had been in such high spirits lately, you got a little too excited to bring Yoongi an Americano to his home studio and without thinking, it slipped from your hands and landed all over his equipment, causing his very expensive recording table to short circuit and die out. He was lucky he saved everything onto his laptop but shouted at you when it happened. You’d never heard someone’s voice so loud before, let alone his. You both knew it was an accident but when he yelled ‘GET THE FUCK OUT!’ at the top of his lungs, you froze up and quickly ran out of the studio with tears in your eyes.

Your mood was up and down since then. Trying to do things to cheer him up like make his favorite foods or replace the sheet masks you used up the month before that were his but he didn’t mind you taking them. 

Now sitting in the living room on your couch with your laptop on your lap, you looked up different recording tables, chewing on your bottom lip until you came across one identical to the one he had and looked at the price. Holy shit! It was definitely worth replacement since you were the one who screwed it all up so you purchased it without thinking twice and typed in all of your information and even got a protection plan on it as well. 

There weren’t many words exchanged between the two of you, only one of you saying if you were heading out or what you wanted to eat. He didn’t even hug you anymore and you were starting to get a little depressed from the lack of skin ship that you were getting used to. You kept to your side of the bed and often wondered if he even liked you anymore. You were bigger than he was, maybe you could start on that diet you saw some girls doing a couple of weeks ago. Or maybe head to the nearest plastic surgeon to get a few pounds lifted off of you.

Sitting behind the counter of your music shop, dressed in ripped jeans and a black button up blouse, you looked down at your phone when it buzzed, notifying you that you received a new email. Glancing around the store, it was empty for now, you looked over the email and saw that the recording table was delivered and mentally cursed at yourself. You wanted it to be a surprise for Yoongi and today was his day off. Hopefully he wasn’t home by the time you got there so you could set it up for him. You quickly sent him a text, seeing if he was home. He read it and the three little bubbles that showed he was typing came into view before he simply sent a thumbs down emoji. 

After helping a few people in the store and ringing up their items, you closed the register and the store before heading home and kicking your shoes off by the door after seeing the boxes outside of it. You pulled everything in and down to the studio, taking off your blouse and putting it on the back of the computer chair, leaving you in a tank top. You pulled up your hair and began opening the boxes and reading the instructions on how to put everything together. This was gonna take a while.

The front door opened and Yoongi walked in, seeing your shoes on the side, he kicked off his slides and looked around for you but didn’t seem to find you until he heard something moving around and thud down in the studio. Sighing heavily to himself, he took a deep breath before heading down, wondering what it is that you had broken now. He was looking for a replacement for his table but the last one was sold out days ago and he didn’t know when the same one would be available. He knows you didn’t ruin it all on purpose so he took the day to spend time with Hobi, talking over the situation and wondering what to do. He had to apologize for sure, not wanting to make you upset given your vulnerable state. It was wrong to ignore you all this time and he could see that you were trying to make it up to him.

When he opened the studio door and saw you plugging in something, the boxes across the room, he blinked a few times before clearing his throat. You turned around, standing up quickly and fixing your hair. 

“Um, hi...uh, I-I wanted to clean everything up first before you got back but I found you a new recording table. It’s the exact same one and I set it up by myself, I even got a warranty on it and everything. I also got a smaller table to go on the side just in case I do ever bring you another coffee so it won’t spill all over your com-” You were cut off by his lips pressing into yours. It was nice for him to finally kiss you. You had tried to kiss him before but he kept saying he wasn’t ready and you weren’t one to pressure anyone. They felt right against your pouty ones, molding together, one hand on your waist and the other one on the back of your neck. Your hands were gripping the front of his shirt, your lips chasing after his when he pulled away and looked down at you. 

You stared up at him, waiting for him to say anything. “I’ve been looking for two days for this table, trying to figure out why it was unavailable. Thank you..Y/N. You didn’t have to buy this for me.” He moved his hands to cup your face, rubbing his thumbs over the apples of your cheeks before pressing another kiss into your lips. He was going to end up kissing you silly at this point. “I’m sorry for ruining the last one.” You finally spoke, your body felt like pudding under his touch. His black hair was pulled away from his eyes and he couldn’t help the gummy smile that appeared on his face. “I should be apologizing to you. I was an asshole for yelling at you the way I did. I never meant to hurt your feelings, especially with everything going on with you.” He wrapped his arms around you, kissing your head in the process. 

“Are you hungry?” You asked after helping with clearing out the boxes and taking them to the front door. Yoongi handed you your shirt and you took it, draping it over your shoulder. He nodded. “We can wait. I need a shower first.” He pulled his shirt over his head while walking into the bedroom and tossing it into the dirty laundry bin. You made your way into the kitchen, prepping some steaks and setting them in a bowl to marinate in the fridge. 

You’re well aware that you haven’t had sex in a very long time and you haven’t with Yoongi yet. Neither of you made a move on each other just yet and you wondered why he wasn’t trying to. Part of you figured it was because of how you looked and another part of you wondered if maybe he was seeing someone else, even before the two of you got married. You didn’t want to speak on it but at least he kissed you right? It was a start anyways. Did he find you attractive? He never complimented any of your outfits or your hair for that matter. Maybe he was just busy and tired. 

You sat on the edge of your shared bed, waiting for him to come out of the bathroom so that you could jump in before starting on dinner. Once the shower turned off, you watched him walk out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and water dripping from his hair. You could tell he was gaining some muscle weight but you said nothing. Often, you’d catch yourself staring too long like you were right now, blinking and looking away. “I’ll be right out to get started on dinner.” You passed by him and into the bathroom. You hopped into the shower, sighing heavily as the hot water hit your skin. Yoongi chuckled to himself in the bedroom before changing into his pajamas. 

It was a long time coming for Yoongi to just even kiss you. You had been “married” for six months although you couldn’t blame him, jumping right into someone’s life without knowing anything about them was sudden on both ends. Every part of you wanted this to work with him, you were still figuring each other out after all. 

Not wanting to spend too much time in the shower, you washed and did your skincare routine before heading into the bedroom. You could hear music from the kitchen and figured Yoongi plugged up his phone to the home speaker, playing some slow jams while you finished getting ready, opting for the blue silk pajama shorts and matching tank top.

Once your hair was clipped up, you headed into the kitchen to take everything from the fridge, glancing over at Yoongi who was now sitting at the island, pouring wine into two glasses. 

“What’s for dinner?” He asked, grabbing one of the glasses and taking a sip from it, smacking his lips together and glancing up at you. You missed his eyes scanning over your body while you grabbed various pots and pans. 

“Steak, mashed potatoes with gravy, asparagus and I made a cheesecake yesterday with a mango drizzle.” You spoke while heating up the pan and looking over at him. “What? Is there something on my face?” You lightly touched your face and dropped your hands when you saw him laughing and shaking his hand while walking over to you with the other glass of wine in his hand for you. You grabbed it, thanking him and took a sip before raising your eyebrows. 

“It’s nothing you just...it’s nothing. I like the pajamas.” 

He moved next to you, deciding to help with cooking. This night was going to be interesting.

Two bottles of wine later, you sat at the table with him, talking about the many customers you got on a daily basis while he told you about filming the Run BTS episodes. 

“There’s always this really cute couple that comes in and since I have a little cafe they get black coffee with two scoops of sugar and always request jazz. They dance and always leave a big tip and it’s the cutest thing ever.” 

Your entire face was hot from the wine getting to you but you weren’t drunk by any means. Yoongi’s cheeks were red but by now he was just eating at the last bits of his slice of cheesecake while you spoke.

“Maybe we’ll be like that someday. When our kids are moved out and we stay in the city and Min Holly will be old with us too.” 

Your eyes were low while you stared at him. He really wanted children with you? Maybe you were doing something right after all. “Our kids will be cute. I hope they look like you.” You confessed, finishing the rest of the wine in your glass and standing up from your seat, stretching and yawning. “They’ll look like both of us. You’re beautiful Y/N, don’t forget that.” He put the dishes in the sink, grabbing your hand afterwards and turning to pull you into your bedroom after turning out the lights. 

“Yoongi...I’m sorry for breaking your recording table, I know with everything going on with me that I have these manic episodes and I get so overly excited that sometimes I don’t realize that the good that I think I’m doing might be something bad-” 

“It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean it and I shouldn’t have yelled. It was an accident and it’s fixed now. Everything’s saved on my computer anyways so it’s okay.” 

You both brushed your teeth and you left Yoongi to do his skincare routine.

Taking down your hair, you walked over to your dresser and put your clip away, listening to Yoongi pull the blanket back on the bed and sit down on the edge of it. Although he had worked earlier in the day, finishing up some touches on his new album, he was exhausted. Everything was finalized and he wanted to release it tonight and have a Vlive with you tomorrow. 

Putting on your black satin bonnet, you turned out the light and crawled into bed next to him, facing the ceiling. He let out a loud sigh and glanced over at you. “My album release is tomorrow. If you’re not bust later, I’d like to do a Vlive with you later on and have a few drinks.” He grabbed your hand under the blanket and intertwined his fingers with yours, rubbing his thumbs against the top of your hand. You nodded, chewing on your bottom lip and looking at him. “I’d love that. I’m excited to hear it. I’ve only heard little beats but I know it’s gonna be great.” 

You both turned towards each other and he pulled you closer to him, putting your leg over his hip before leaning in to give you a quick kiss on the lips. You couldn’t help but lean in, capturing his lips again and resting your hand on the back of his neck. His tongue snaked between your lips, causing you to moan into his mouth as his wet appendage tangled with yours. His one hand resting against your leg, moved up and around to grip your ass, kneading the soft flesh. Pulling you on top of him, you panicked for a second, ready to move off of him but he held you there, pulling away front our lips to look at you. “I don’t break that easily. It’s okay.” His hands holding onto your hips and moving your now wet clothed core against the tent in his pants. Leaning back down to kiss him, you moved your lips down to his neck, careful not to leave any lingering marks since he was going live tomorrow. 

Lifting his shirt over his head, you kissed his chest, licking one of his nipples which made him tense up a little before looking down at you as you stared at him through your lashes. Sliding down further, his hands slipping away from your body, you took off your bonnet and kissed down his stomach until you got to his shorts, nipping at his hips before looking up at him. “Let me take care of you.” You whispered. He groaned in response and lifted his hips to remove his shorts, his cock standing at full attention now that you were eye to eye with it.

His member was perfect in every way, not too long and not too wide and the small bead of precum dripping from the tip made your mouth water for it to be inside of your mouth. Gripping it in your hand, you swiped your thumb over the tip, spreading the precum over the rest of his cock before licking one stripe from the base to the tip, earning a deep groan from him before you wrapped your lips around him and closed your eyes.

His hand immediately went to your hair and kept it out of your face as he looked down at you. Deep brown eyes staring right back into his eyes as you looked up at him before closing your eyes once more and began to suck on his tip, setting an even pace as you slowly took more and more of him into your mouth. 

Taking all of him into your mouth until your forehead was now touching his lower stomach, you heard him sigh heavily and grip your hair a little tighter. His tip hitting the back of your throat as you began moving your head up and down. 

“Fuck, Y/N..” He growled, his head falling back into the pillow as his hands began to move your head up and down on his dick faster, his hips thrusting slightly into your mouth, making you moan. The vibrations from your throat shooting into his cock and making him moan from the feeling. You hand moved down to cup his balls, massaging them in your hand as he used both of his hands to thrust up into your mouth quickly, saliva dripping down from your mouth and the lewd sounds coming from him abusing your throat as well as the quiet gagging coming from you had you pressing your thighs together together.

“That’s it baby, just like that...fuck, you like that?” 

He stared down at you, loving his view of tears spilling over your cheeks as you continued your ministrations, pushing your head down and swallowing all of his length before coming back up and swirling your tongue over the tip, him gasping in the process. 

“I like when you fuck my throat..” You licked your lips before going back to swallowing his cock again, letting him fuck into your throat as he tossed his head back. It was sloppy the way your saliva was dripping down your chin and onto the bed as his thrusting became faster and sloppier, his breath catching in his throat. “I’m gonna cum, fuck, your mouth feels so good.” He grunted. Cupping his balls again, you squeezed and massaged them again, his breath catching in his throat before he grunted loudly as his release came, coating the back of your throat in his seed, your lips suctioning onto him and swallowing every bit of him as he stilled and moaned over and over until it became to much and he lifted your head off of him. 

Sitting up, you licked your lips and shifted slightly since there was now a wetness between your legs from how turned on you got from him. Kissing up his stomach, you kissed him before looking down at him. “Better?” You asked and he smiled that beautiful gummy smile at you before turning over on top of you and kissing you again. 

He kissed your neck, lifting up your shirt and paused when his alarm went off on his phone for him to release his album. He sighed heavily and pecked your lips before moving off of you and grabbing his phone, typing a few things and pressing a few buttons before smiling at his screen.

It was good that he was distracted, you got up from the bed which caused him to turn to you. “Where are you going?” He asked. You pointed to the bathroom and disappeared behind the door, cleaning yourself up before returning to the room where he laid on the bed, his phone on the nightstand and his eyes closed. 

Laying back down, you turned your back towards him in which he turned on his side and pulled you closer, kissing your shoulder and sighing. You wanted it to be about him, but something inside you wanted to continue things more in the bedroom with him, this was the first time you were even this intimate with each other but you were happy that he was able to let you make him feel good. You were used to giving pleasure anyways but at least you could do it for someone you were now married to. 

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Coming home late was exhausting, especially when Yoongi knew he had to be up early the following day but for some reason, he still had some energy left. Practice finished early so he figured he'd ask Jin to help him out with something afterwards. It was hard for him to be the romantic type, with not having that many relationships after becoming an idol. He figured Jin was the most charismatic and had a good eye for jewelry. 

You were laying across the bed in pajama pants and a bralette, scrolling through your phone while Holly laid at the foot of the bed asleep from the walk you two went on after you came home from getting your hair braided in town. Yoongi walked into the kitchen, getting a cup of water and heating up his food that you left for him. 

While his food was heating up, he walked into the bedroom and cleared his throat, you looking over your shoulder at him before sitting up and smiling. “How was practice?” You grabbed the giant shirt from the bed and quickly slipped it on before standing up, causing Holly to jump off the bed and walk past Yoongi into the living room, probably wanting more sleep. 

“It was good. Come in the kitchen, I wanna show you something...I like the braids.” He grabbed your hand, pulling you along with him into the kitchen. He took his food from the microwave and sat it at the island. You took a seat, your eyes moving to look up at him as he came to stand between your legs and kiss you, cupping your cheeks. You can taste the bitterness of coffee that he had throughout the day and he tasted the mint flavored toothpaste. He pulled away, and sat down to start eating his dinner. 

“How was Holly? Did you open the store today?” He asked, biting into the giant piece of broccoli. 

“He was fine, we went for a walk. Yes and no, I opened it for a few hours before closing to go to my hair appointment since it was a bit of a drive.” You moved the box braid that was falling in your face to the side and watched him while he nodded and devoured his food. You passed him his water and he hummed before digging into his pocket and turning to face you.

“Give me your left hand.” He placed the box on the counter and you gasped, staring at it and then staring at him before quickly giving him your freshly manicured hand. He opened the box which revealed a black diamond ring with white diamond throughout the band, illuminating the darkness of the ring. “I wanna make sure this fits.” He took it out and slid it onto your ring finger. 

How smooth of him. You loved the way it was sparkling in the kitchen light, smiling at it before looking at him and leaning over to kiss him. “I love it. It’s beautiful.” You mumbled against his lips before pulling away and looking down at the rock on your finger again. “Just like you, Y/N. I want you to know that. When you’re upset or even happy, I want you to know that you’re beautiful. I’m not very good at this whole romantic thing but I want to try with you and to let you know that I’m here.” He drank more of his water before kissing the back of your hand. 

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, fluttering at his confession to always be there for you. That’s all you’ve ever wanted from anyone. It may not have worked out the way you pictured it but you were thankful for him, especially over the past couple of months you spent with him. 

“Go in the room, I’m gonna clean up and shower and I’ll meet you.” Standing from his seat, he grabbed his plate and cup and went to the sink to clean them. You walked back into the room, rubbing over the ring while sitting on the edge of the bed. This was real and he really loved you. He might not have said it yet but you could feel it. 

He was it for you. You had your issues and he had his, but he put his aside to help you with yours and for that, you couldn’t have been more thankful. Dealing with your Bipolar Disorder alone was the toughest obstacle in life you ever had to face and now, someone was willing to help you through it and let you know that they were there for you. You want to get help, especially if the first five years of you two being married worked out. You wanted to give him children one day but you wanted to be stable first. You owed it to yourself and now to Yoongi, who has been calm with you even if he does get frustrated with your moods sometimes. 

He walked into the bathroom while you made up the bed and looked over yourself in the full length mirror. Turning your body from side to side. You were making progress with your weight, you definitely made sure you weren’t gaining another pound more. You had a great shape, but the extra weight made you a little insecure sometimes. You had a few tattoos here and there all over your body which Yoongi did point out that he liked. 

You didn’t realize how long you were staring in the mirror until Yoongi walked back into the room with a pair of boxers on, staring at you from his side of the bed. “Y/N, what are you doing?” He plugged up his phone to charge while waiting for you to answer. 

Turning from the mirror, you shook your head and climbed into bed next to him. “I was just…” You chewed on your lower lip for a second, causing him to tsk and lean over to place a soft kiss against your lips. “You look fine. I told you to stop that.” He was referring to you staring too hard at yourself in the mirror. He caught you doing it a few times and after a while he had to speak up about it.

“I can’t help it. I’m trying.” You huffed and turned to turn off the light. Climbing under the blankets after tying your braids up and laying down. Yoongi joins you and presses his face into the back of your neck, pressing small kisses to your skin. You closed your eyes at the feeling, his lips moving to the side of your neck. His hands moved up and down your waist, sliding down to grip your thigh. 

“Look at me.” He whispered.

You turned around slowly, your eyes meeting his. He brushed his thumb over your bottom lip and connected your lips together. Slowly rolling on top of you to settle his lower body between your legs, he parted your lips with his tongue, a groan leaving both of you. The kiss went from sweet to hunger, your body heating up and our hips bucking when he moved his hips into yours. Your hands resting on his shoulders, your fingernails raking through his wheat colored hair. 

His lips moved along your jaw, neck and chest, moving down until he sucked one nipple into his mouth, his thumb and index pulling and pinching the other. Your breathing picked up, groaning as he circled your nipple with his tongue before doing the same with the other until he was moving his lips across your stomach. He pulled off both your pajama bottoms and panties, tossing them on the floor along with the blanket. Your eyes shot open when he kissed between your thighs, the panic setting in before you closed your legs, his head moving up before you crushed him with your thighs. 

He glared at you, taking hold of your knees and forcing your legs apart. “Keep them open, baby…” He kisses the inside of your thigh again and it shoots right to your throbbing pussy. 

“You don’t have to-holy fuck.” You moaned as he licked up from your entrance to your clit, chuckling at your reaction. 

“Realx, this is my specialty. Let me take you on a trip, jagiya.” His tongue circled your clit while you glanced down at him. Your hands now hold onto the sheets since the blanket was thrown off the bed. You thank the heavens your door was closed, knowing Holly would just run in and ruin everything by climbing onto the bed. 

Yoongi wrapped his arms around your thighs, making sure they stayed open as he buried his face in you, prodding his tongue inside of you and going back to suckling on your bundle of nerves. 

You tossed your head back, your back arching as sweet moans fell from your lips, hands moving to grip his hair, not too tight but enough for him to moan, the vibrations going straight to your core and aiding in getting you closer to your peak. 

“So sweet, my sweet jagiya...dripping for me...you taste so good baby.” He fucked you with his tongue, his thumb moving to rub circles over your clit. Your eyes rolled back, hips rolling into his mouth. 

“I’m gonna cum...please please please…”

Your grip on his hair became a little tighter which made him work harder. He rubbed two fingers against your pussy lips, coating them in your essence before sliding them inside of you and wrapping his lips around the sensitive bud, flicking his tongue against while his fingers curved inside of you, pumping fast while he kept his cat-like eyes on you, groaning every time your walls clenched around his fingers. 

Your legs trembled, begging him to keep going until you snapped and went still as your orgasm washed over you, causing you to lose sight for a few seconds as he removed his fingers and continued to lick up the mess you made, his tongue still moving inside of you and over your sensitive and swollen clit. His one hand keeping your legs open. 

Kissing back up your body he waited for you to come down from your high before kissing you, letting you taste yourself on his lips. He quickly pulled down his boxers, pulling away from you to turn you around. 

“On your knees baby…” He rubbed his hands over your hips as you got onto your knees, resting on your elbows. He dick, hard and ready, sliding through your folds to make it easier for him to slide into you. 

Lining himself up at your entrance, he slowly pulled you back on his length, licking his lips as your hole swallowed every single inch of him. 

“Please fuck me…” You begged, already pushing your hips back and bringing them forward. He growled, gripping your hips harder and set a moderate pace, thrusting his hips into you, pushing your legs further apart. He spread your ass cheeks apart, breathing heavily as he watched where you were connected. 

“You gonna cum again, huh? Gonna make a big mess for me?” He snapped his hips harder into you. Your eyes squeezed shut, your walls tightening around him as he pushed deeper into you. You buried your face into the mattress, moaning and whining as you got thrust forward and pulled back. 

He picked up speed, pistoning his hips into you, causing you both to let out incoherent noises, his nails digging into your soft flesh. 

“Fuck...I’m gonna cum...you’re so fucking tight.” He groaned. 

Your legs trembled once more, the tight feeling in your stomach coming back as you lifted your head up and grunted into your arms that were folded in front of you. Feeling your orgasm hit you for the second time, you felt your legs collapsing on you, trying to find the strength to hold on as Yoongi’s hips stuttered until he released, coating your walls. He pulled out, kissing the middle of your back and watching as his seed slid down your thighs. He pressed a kiss to your ass cheek before getting off the bed and disappearing into the bathroom. 

You laid down on your stomach, gasping when you felt him press a warm cloth to your sensitive area to wipe you up, he cleaned your inner thighs as well before taking the cloth back into the bathroom and coming back to join you on the bed. He picked up the blanket and put it around you both, pulling you onto his chest. 

“We’ll change the sheets tomorrow.” He breathed, kissing your forehead and tilting your chin up to kiss you. 

You sighed against his lips, caressing the side of his face. It felt perfect with him. You know you weren’t perfect and you didn’t try to be, but with Yoongi, it felt perfect. 

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“Look at that thing, it’s beautiful!” Jungkook’s wife gasped, holding your hand up and stared at the onyx diamond sitting on it. “It’s so pretty and classy.” She looked at you with a big smile. “I really like it. I can’t believe we all got rings that are the same color as their mics.” You looked down at her purple ring, smiling. 

She put a finger up to your lips and nodded towards Namjoon’s wife who was holding her baby. “Namjoon didn’t get her one yet...maybe we should ask the boys to help him?” She asked and you nodded. 

“I can smell the tension between them. Everyone can. Hobi and his wife said they heard them arguing a few times since they live next to each other. How can they argue when they have that sweet little baby?” She said. You just listened and nodded, watching Joon’s wife play with her daughter, smiling and talking to her. 

You wanted that one day. “Are you guys thinking about having one?” She asked. You looked at her and smiled. “Not right now, maybe later on down the road.” You applied more lip gloss your lips. 

“Same here. Kookie and I are still pretty young so we’re gonna wait too. With comebacks and concerts, plus he just wants to enjoy his video games for now.” She chuckled until she felt Jungkook scoop her up from behind and carry her over to the shoot. 

Yoongi took your lip gloss from you and put it in his pocket. “Anymore and your lips are gonna look like they’re melting off. What were you two talking about?” He asked, grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the photo set. “Babies. About how we’re gonna wait to have one, she said so too. Oh, Yoongi?” You lowered your voice.

He raised his eyebrows at you. You looked around before moving closer to him. “You should talk to Namjoon. Moon (Joon’s wife’s nickname) is the only one without a ring and Star (Hobi’s wife) said her and Hoseok can hear them arguing. Maybe you can help him out?” You asked. 

He nodded and kissed the back of your hand. “I’ll talk to him soon. I talked to him a few days ago but maybe me and Hobi’s advice hasn’t kicked in yet.”

After the shoot, everyone decided to have dinner together before parting ways. You returned home, Holly back at Yoongi’s brother’s house for the week. You yawned and turned around to Yoongi, placing your arms around his neck. He buries his face into your neck and sighs heavily. “I’m sleepy. Can we sleep?” He asked. You kissed the side of his head and giggled. “I’m sleepy too. Come on, let’s get some sleep.” It’s your turn to kiss the back of his hand before walking into the room with him.

After you both shower and change into pajamas, you cuddle up to him and run your fingers through his hair. “I start my therapy soon. I found a really nice lady in the city.” You spoke softly, him turning his head to look down at you on his chest. “You want me to go with you?” He asked, rubbing your back under your tank top. 

“Only if you want to, I don’t wanna keep you from work but I’ll be okay.”

“I’m coming with you.” He spoke up. You smiled and looked up at him. 

“Okay...thank you.” You punished up to kiss him and tugged on his lower lip. He sighed and turned over on top of you. 

He nipped at your bottom lip and kissed you again. “Look at what you started. Now it’s gonna be a long night for the both of us.” 

You smirked up at him and bit your lip. 

“It’s a good thing you have no work tomorrow.”

Of course it was an accident, the fans would never intentionally hurt you and embarrass you like this right? Okay yeah, you were married to Taehyung but that news was around 3 months ago and they moved on? That’s what you wanted to tell yourself as you stood in the bathroom of your home, wiping the strawberry and mango flavored boba liquid from your face. You had the day off today, having to run a few errands like doctor's appointments and setting up something romantic for you and Taehyung for when he got out of practice later on. When you left from your appointment you wanted some boba and found a shop in town. You weren’t alone since Tae insisted on you bringing some sort of security with you just in case and you did. 

The woman  behind the counter was sweet, noticing who you were and even offered you a free drink to take home for Taehyung. You were standing off to the side, fixing your jacket since it was cold outside when you heard someone yelling off to the side. As soon as you turned you felt not one, not two, but three drinks being thrown in your direction from three very angry fans that were in high school once you noticed their uniforms. There was some in your hair, a good day to wear two braids at least and you got some in your eyes and all over the cream colored sweater and white pants you were wearing. 

A few of the management team escorted you into the back where they gave you a towel to wipe your eyes before the security quickly escorted you out of the shop while speaking quickly on the phone to someone you figured was your husband. It was taking a while for you to process it all on your way back home, you wanted to have a nice dinner with your husband but you knew that had to wait until tomorrow night.

Deciding to just take a shower instead, you took out the two braids you had and turned on the shower, rubbing your face and letting the water hit your scalp. You could hear rummaging outside the bathroom door once you were finished in the shower, your hair wrapped up in a shirt and a towel around your body. Once the bathroom door was opened and you stepped into the bedroom, you saw Taehyung scrambling up from the bed and quickly walking over to you, placing his hands on either side of your face with fear in his eyes as he looked over you as if he was searching for any marks or a sign that you were hurt. You could see the flood of emotions on his face as he caressed both sides of your face before looking at you and pulling you into a hug, his arms squeezing you into his chest. 

“Are you okay? They told me what happened on my lunch break.” He pulled away and looked at you again, leaning down some to place a soft kiss against your lips which you returned. You nodded and patted his chest as you pulled away to start getting dressed. “I’m okay, I just..didn’t see it coming at all. The owner and the other employees were very helpful. It was bound to happen someday Tae.” “No, it shouldn’t have happened at all. I have all three of their names and Big Hit will be sending a notice to their parents about their behaviors so that they can have the proper punishments.” He was beginning to get angry, you could see it all over his face as he started to undress himself. 

“They’re your ARMY, of course they’d be upset that all of you have wives now. They just let their anger get to them is all. I don’t have any scratches, they didn’t attack me physically-” “Jagi, please. If they were the ARMY that I know, they wouldn’t have done that to you. They have to hold responsibility for what they did because it could have been worse. I need you to be safe and happy, okay? I’ll make sure to have some extra security around you when you decide to leave or you can just order whatever you need from here.” He wrapped a towel around his waist while you busied yourself with moisturizing your body and slipping on a pair of shorts and an oversize shirt before removing the shirt from your hair and began detangling. “I can’t stay inside everyday, I have to work as well. I’ll be more careful next time.” 

You let him get into the shower while you placed two more braids into your hair to let it dry while you walked back into the living room area to grab your bags from earlier to put everything away. You took out some hamburger meat and sat it on the counter along with some seasoning and began forming patties while listening to some lofi hip hop. While the burgers were cooking, you took out your papers you had gotten from the doctor’s office and looked over them.

You both had been talking about wanting kids for a couple of weeks and you had to tell Taehyung about your past before you made any decisions. When you were in your previous relationship you were pregnant, three months to be exact and you were going to tell your fiance at the time until you walked in on him and your best friend at the time in your shared bed. The amount of stress and heartbreak caused you to miscarry and that added onto your heartbreak. When you told Taehyung, he knew it would be a tough decision for you but he understood that you needed some time. Of course you wanted children with him, but you needed to make sure your body was equipped for it once again. The doctors ran a few tests and asked a few questions and said that your results would come back in two weeks, which was why you were there today. 

Although you and Tae still didn’t have sex yet, you were so comfortable with each other. You could be naked in front of each other and you could tell how much he just wanted to jump on you but kept his composure and you couldn’t deny that you wanted to pounce on him every chance you got but you wanted to do it right. You needed the emotional connection with him first and that in itself worked out for the best. 

Reading over the letter, you sighed since you couldn’t really understand what it said, reading Hangul was hard for you but speaking Korean was easier. Returning to the burgers on the stove, you flipped them and took out some buns, making a couple of burgers since you knew Tae had to be hungry with only just eating lunch. You felt hands snake around your waist and his chin rest on your shoulder as you turned off the stove. “I need you to read something for me. I don’t know what it says and I was going to keep it a secret until tonight but since some plans were shifted, I figured I’d just let you read it now.” You turned around in his arms and noticed he was shirtless. Handing him the paper, he took one hand away from your waist and read over the letter, soon removing the other one to hold the paper in both hands.

“What does it say? You know I can’t read it.” You were nervous now, because his facial expressions were all over the place before he looked at you, his eyes watering. He put the paper down and lifted you up so you were seated on the counter and kissed you, your hand immediately going to lock in his hair. His hands were all over your thighs before you pulled back and looked at him. “Everything is great. You can carry my babies now.” 

Laughing between kisses, you stared up at him, your eyes getting watery as well. Even though you had only been together for three months, you wanted to be as open with him as possible, you wanted kids just as much as he did. He was the other half of you that you were looking for and he just so happened to be on the other side of the world. Of course you still had a lot to learn about each other, especially not knowing one another for that long. You knew there were going to be some arguments but being in the moment with him would be worth it. You could trust him.

“I still want to enjoy you, Tae, but if we just so happen to make a miracle happen I’m okay with that too.” As you spoke he wiped the stray tears that escaped your eyes and pressed his forehead into yours. “We’ll enjoy every part of it, that’s the fun in making a baby.” 

His voice got deeper and you got chills. Bringing his lips down to yours again, you hummed into his mouth as his hands found purchase on your hips before sliding under your shirt and around to the lower part of your back. “We should...eat first.” You said between kisses until he rested his forehead against yours and pecked your lips once more before pulling away and grabbing the plate of burgers you made.

This was what both of you wanted, although you weren’t married for that long, you two wanted a family as soon as possible, especially with him being so busy all the time with the comeback. Soon there would be a tour which meant less time to be with each other, but you knew it would work out with the both of you. Even when he was at practice, he always texted you or called you during lunch break and even helped you in your studio when he had a day off.

Most of ARMY loved your artwork and you even had a page dedicated to just your work. Some bashing you because of obvious reasons but you always saw that there were more positive comments than negative. 

Sitting across from Tae, you ate your burger, listening to him talk about the comeback and the new album that he was excited to drop very soon. He also talked about the award show that was coming up in two days which you totally forgot about. “Oh wait, I almost forgot.” You got out of your seat and walked into the kitchen, coming back with a boba tea you had in the fridge, slightly shaking it a little before handing it to Tae and kissing his forehead. “The woman behind the counter gave me a free one for you, she said it's from ARMY and it’s even purple.” You grinned and he took a sip before nodding and smiling at you. “Thank you, baby.” he finished eating his burgers while you cleaned the kitchen and put everything away. 

You saw him engrossed in his phone while eating so you walked into the bedroom and decided to quickly clean up everything so you could set a mood. Although your day was partially ruined, you wanted the night to be as romantic as possible. Lighting a few candles, you placed them on the dresser and some small tealights on the nightstands. Pulling a small box from under the bed, you opened it and quickly changed into the lavender colored silk set and robe, took the braids out of your hair and fluffed it out quickly as you heard his footsteps coming towards the bedroom.

Standing by the bed, you waited for him to open the door, a smile on your face as you watched him take in everything. “Wow…” He scanned the room before his eyes landed on you and raked over your body. You walked over to him and grabbed his hands, placing them around your waist before leaning up and capturing his lips with yours. His grip tightened, pulling you flush against his chest, his tongue prodding into your mouth to seek yours out. You moaned from it, letting him back you up until you felt the bed behind you. Quickly hopping up onto it, you pulled him with you, laying back and letting him rest between your legs, your hips already bucking into his as his lips moved down to your neck, his hands sliding under your thighs and kneading the flesh there. 

It was easy for him to turn you on, especially with the way his hands were roaming all over your body. “Take this off…” He sat up to slide the robe off of you, kissing your shoulder as the fabric slid down your arms, leaving you in the bra and panties. Biting your lip, you watched him watch you, looking over every inch of you as if he was taking a mental picture. You sat up, pulling his face down to you, connecting your lip once again. This time, you kissed with hunger, nipping at his bottom lip as he unhooked your bra and tossed it to the corner of the room knowing you’d have to look for it later.

You could feel your panties sticking to you and as if he knew it, he slid his hand between the both of you as he laid you back down and began rubbing slow circles through your panties, groaning from how wet you already were. Your breath caught in your throat when he moved your panties to the side and rubbed tight circles on your clit, your legs moving apart more from this action. “Please…” You begged and looked up at him as he stared down at you, licking his lips and grinning. “You want me already, baby?” You quickly nodded and pushed your panties down, doing the same with his shorts and it didn’t surprise you that he had nothing on underneath. 

His cock sprang free, slapping his stomach and already leaking from the tip. Sliding between your folds, he made sure to get himself nice and wet, both of you looking down at your actions before he slowly slid into you. The stretch burned a little and you let out a deep breath until he bottomed out and groaned at how tight you were. You bucked your hips up again, your arms going around his shoulders as he began to slowly thrust into you, both of you moaning at the same time at the feeling of finally being connected after waiting for so long. His head dropped into the junction of your neck and shoulder, kissing and nipping at the flesh there as he continued to pump in and out of you, your head turning to give him more of your neck.

Your body quickly heated up, your eyebrows knitting together as your head tossed back when he began moving his hips faster. Moving your hands across his back, you stared up at him, locking eyes with him as he pecked your lips a few times before moving his head down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth, lapping at it, hearing moans leave your lips. He switched to the other one, making sure to give them both attention. 

Moving his lips back up to your neck and biting at your jaw, he placed both hands on either side of your body and began thrusting faster into you, his pelvis slapping into the underside of your thigh which each thrust. “Oh God...Tae, please.” You groaned, your hands moving down to his hips, pushing him in harder. Taking advantage of the position, you moved your hands down to squeeze his ass, which caused him to bite and suck on your neck and nip at your earlobe. “You’re gonna be nice and pregnant for me, jagi?” He breathed into your ear. “I can’t wait to see you swollen with my baby inside of you, baby.” Your eyes rolling in your head from his words, his hands finding yours and pinning them above your head, fingers locked together.

“Fuck...I’m coming.” you moaned, his grunts turning into moans as his hips stuttered, feeling himself reach his climax as well. Your vision blurred for a few seconds as your body trembled from your orgasm, Tae following right behind you, a few pants leaving him before he released inside of you in thick spurts, pressing his hips into you so none would leak out. He slowed his hips, turning your face to kiss you once again, sloppy and lots of tongue. Once he released your hands you pushed his hair away from his face. 

Your chest was still rising quickly, trying to catch your breath while pushing some of your curls from your sticky forehead. He pulled out of you and you could feel some of his release leaking out of you which made you close your legs, grabbing a pillow and sliding it under your hips. You read somewhere that this helps when trying to get pregnant and although you two were young, you knew you were more than capable of having a baby, just one for now.

“Are you okay?” He asked, kissing your shoulder and then your cheek, as you nodded and looked at him. “Perfect.” You whispered, caressing his cheek. You two did this  lot, stare at each other, taking in every detail. He had some sweat sticking to his face and so did you, you sighed and looked around the room. “Actually, can you blow out the candles? They’re making it really hot in here.” You giggled and he stood up quickly, going around to each one and blowing it out before coming back to join you on the bed. After a few minutes, you moved the pillow from under you and slid under the blankets with him, resting your head on his chest and looking up at him. “I love you.” you spoke quietly, pushing his hair back and wiping some of the sweat that was still lingering on his forehead. 

“I love you, more.” He rubbed your back, leaning down to kiss you once more before looking up at the ceiling. You watched as he slowly blinked, seeing the sleepiness wash over him. 

The next few days were busy for the both of you, going over what you would be wearing to this award show and choosing the right accessories for it. You loved art but also loved fashion, something you and Taehyung also had in common. You’d find yourself taking some of his shirts to style them with your other clothes, he didn’t mind one bit, always telling you how cute you looked drowning in his over sized button ups. 

You were able to do your own hair for the show, keeping the long twists you always did. Your dress, a purple silk ruched dress with an open back and matching long robe-like jacket. You paired it with silver block heel pumps, the neck was open and you wore a silver choker and earrings. Your dress was a little on the short side, stopping mid thigh but as long as you were able to move around without any slips you’d be fine. You had a thin liner and a tinted pink lip, shifting your weight back and forth as you and the other ladies waited for the boys.

“Let me look at you.” Taehyung came up behind you, causing you to jump a little and turn around to look at him, taking in his black suit with purple details and silk purple shirt underneath. He scanned over your body, twirling you around with one hand and placing a kiss on the side of your neck since he didn’t want to ruin your makeup. Everyone huddled into the vehicle and arrived in a timely manner.

The carpet looks were stunning, you were looking at other idols as you guys walked to each set of photographers. Taehyung fixed your jacket, making sure it looked good in the photos that you two took together and as a group. You even took photos with the wives, knowing that some people wanted group shots and individual shots of all of you. 

The show was nothing like you’ve seen before, the yelling and cheering of fans behind you, of course some were not so nice but you ignored them and continued to watch your husband on stage, mesmerized by his performance and how ethereal he looked up there. You were so proud of the group, earning their awards and putting on their best performance, you were even happy to witness the experience. 

After the show ended, the after party came and you didn’t mind it one bit. Tae kept you at his side the entire night, letting you meet his cast members and friends from the movie he’d done, Hwarang. You only drank one glass of wine the entire night until Taehyung glanced at his phone and saw that the boys were ready to go. You quickly said goodbye to his friends and got into the car, already feeling the events of today hit you. In your own little bubble, you and Taehyung whispered about the night to each other on the way back, getting dropped off at your place and going inside.

Taking off your heels as soon as you walked inside, you sighed heavily and turned around to Tae, wrapping your arms around his neck. “We should take a bath together, I’ll run some water and meet you there?” You asked, pressing a few kisses to lips now that you were alone. As infatuated as you two were with each other, you mostly held hands in public, you didn’t want others seeing into the little world you two had going on. Taehyung was big on privacy when it came to relationships and even more now that he was married and you couldn’t blame him. He hummed against your lips, removing the light jacket you had on and staring at your dress once more. “Let me take a few pictures of you first.” He held up a finger and kicked off his shoes, jogging into the room and coming back with his camera, he pressed a button and held it up, watching as you were taking off your earrings and turned to look at him, seeing the flash go off and giggling. 

“I wasn’t ready yet.” You laughed, him capturing another photo of you. “Off guard pictures are the prettiest. It’s in the moment, jagiya.” You smiled and nodded, playing with your twists as he snapped photos. You turned around and looked at him over your shoulder, relaxing your face as he took a few more pictures before putting the camera down. “Go and get the bath ready.” He grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it.

You loved the tub you had, big enough for the both of you and the water was hot enough as you added bubbles. You removed your makeup beforehand, tied your hair up on top of your head and stripped before stepping into the hot bath, sighing heavily at the warmth it brought to your body. With your back leaned against the back of the tub, you closed your eyes for a second before opening them, hearing Tae step into the bathtub with you and sit across from you. 

“I want to show you something. I have a surprise for you.” He pulled you closer, your legs on either side of his body. What did he have up his sleeve? “Close your eyes.” He whispered and you did just that. Keeping your hands on the sides of the tub until he told you to open them and what you saw shocked you. You couldn’t believe what you were looking at as he held open a small box for you. A box that held an emerald cut sapphire ring with white gold diamonds surrounding it. It sparkled against the light and you looked at Tae, already on the verge of tears. 

“I know when we first got together, we had no idea what the other would be like. I know it’s been only a couple of months but I feel like I’ve known you for a long time, Y/N. If I had known you before, I wouldn't have been prepared but it took me a while to find something that I know you’d love. I know we’re already married but I want others to know how serious I am, more importantly, I want you to know how important you are to me. Kim Y/N, will you wear this ring for me? As a symbol of our marriage?” He asked. Blinking a few times, the non stop tears flowing, you stared at him before looking down at the ring again and nodding. His boxy smiled made an appearance as he took the ring out of the box, putting it on the floor next to the tub and sliding the ring onto your left ring finger. 

“This is so beautiful, even without it I’d be okay with anything, ring or not...wow.” You stared at the ring on your finger before wrapping your arms around him and pressing a kiss to his lips. “I love it and I love you, Kim Taehyung.” He kept his hands on your lower back, rubbing your noses together before kissing you again. 

It was a very long time until you two decided to get out of the now freezing cold bath. Half of the water was outside of the tub during the passionate moment you two shared together but once you both were dressed for  bed, you cleaned up the water on the floor before sliding into bed together. Staring at the ring, you didn’t realize how big it was, it was huge! Taking it off your finger, you placed it on the nightstand and turned off the light, wrapping yourself up in Tae once again to go to bed.

“One more thing, Y/N, before you go to bed.” He looked down at you in the dark and you hummed, your eyes closed but you were awake. “I’ve arranged some activities for us next week, since I’ll have the week off. Just a few things I’ve wanted to do with you.” You opened your eyes. “What kind of activities?” You asked. He grinned. “It’s a surprise. I want to surprise you, especially since you’ve had to adjust so much while being here. I want to take you to where I grew up, but I won’t tell you anymore than that.” 

“Okay, I’m both excited and nervous.” You let out a breathy laugh and kissed his chest. “I can’t wait. Goodnight, Tae.” You mumbled. He pulled the blanket up a little more over you and kissed the top of your head. 

New Zealand was the best vacation you had ever been on. You couldn’t remember a time when you relaxed and had nothing to worry about for one full week. Having this time alone with Jin without interrupted work schedules was much needed, you got to know each other much more on both a mental and physical level. You shared secrets with each other, laughed, cried and you started falling more in love with him, which also scared you. You wouldn’t tell him why but in a few more months he’d be gone for two years and you would have to adjust to him not being there with you. You pushed the thoughts to the side because you wanted to bask in him, in his beauty and see him smile. 

Opening the door to your home, you carried your large bags of luggage and sat them by the front door, removing your shoes and sighing heavily. Flying always took a toll on your body since you hated staying seated for so long. Your hair was pinned up in a curly and very tangled bun, dressed in a pink sweatshirt and matching pants. All you wanted to do right now was sleep. You had work tomorrow so it was a good thing your flight landed pretty early so you’d have time to take a nap and get things rolling again. Jin trailed in behind you, dropping his bags at the front door before closing it and locking it up. 

“I need a shower and a nap.” You said quietly, tossing your keys on the counter in the kitchen before walking back towards Jin and watching him in his also very pink sweat outfit, type away on his phone. Wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face into his chest, he put his phone into his pocket and moved his arms around your shoulders, squeezing you before stepping back and grabbing your hand. “Let’s go take one then.” Your eyes widened, a smile spreading across your lips before you nudged his side. “My thighs still hurt from the other day, ya know.” You quickly spoke up. That didn’t stop him from tossing you over his broad shoulder and carrying you up the stairs and into your master bedroom’s attached bathroom.

“You seem just fine to me, I won’t try anything. I might just fall asleep in the shower.” Once he put you down, you turned to the digital shower system, turning it on and adjusting the temperature. From living with Jin, you had to learn to not turn it on too hot when you were showering together since he said, word for word. ‘...this is what hell must feel like...my skin is falling off!’ so you learned your lesson then. 

Turning back towards him, you removed your clothing as he did the same, dropping them in a pile next to the sink and stepping behind the glass door to stand under the water, while removing the clips from your hair and letting the tangled mess hit your shoulders and back. Not too soon after, you felt Jin wrap his arms around your waist and kiss your temple, his chest pressed lightly to your back. Your eyes closed and your head leaned back to rest against his shoulder. You wished you could stay like that forever, in warmth, in his arms without having to worry about work the next day. Jin felt the same from the deep sigh he let out against your neck and turned you around to look down at you. 

He could tell you were bothered by something but didn’t speak on it. You’d tell him soon, so instead he pressed soft kisses against your lips and grabbed the shampoo to help you lather your hair. Before any damage could be done, you took over and let Jin wash up while you worked the tangles out of your hair after conditioning it, switching back and forth until you were both cleansed and hair washed. 

You began diffusing your curls while Jin blow dried his hair, standing at the bathroom mirror in towels. You looked at him every few seconds, smiling at the glow he had from his light tan he had gotten while on vacation. “I knew you got a tan, I told you that sunscreen wasn’t a high enough spf for you.” You spoke while turning off your dryer and putting it away. He looks over himself in the mirror and looks over at you. “Hey, it’s not too bad so the makeup noonas won’t be too upset but it will go away soon though. I still look good.” He winked and you rolled your eyes. You cleaned up and finished your night routine and entered the bedroom, moisturizing your body and pulling on an oversize shirt and put a few braids into your hair for the night. 

Jin watched you from the bathroom entrance before walking up behind you and scooping you up, a yelp coming from you as he flipped you around on the bed so he was on top of you, looking down at you. “I know something’s bothering you, baby. What’s wrong?” He asked, playing with one of your braids between his fingers. He had boxers on, shirtless and his hair was fluffy which made him look even cuter than what he already was. 

Your legs on either side of him and your hands at your sides, you turned your head to the side, closing your eyes and sighing heavily. “I just want to enjoy my time with you...before you have to leave. I know we have less than a year before you go and I know you have to tour…” You trailed off and looked at him. You couldn’t help the tears that were forming in your eyes at the thought of not waking up to him or hearing his windshield wiper laugh or him scolding you for using salt instead of sugar in the pancake batter every once in a while. His eyes looked sad, the worry he had for you when he would leave was beginning to settle. 

He’d miss you every day of course, and only letters would be the only way of speaking to each other. Two years would be a long time but he wouldn’t want you to think about all of that now, he’d rather you think about spending as much time together and enjoying your marriage. 

Sitting up, he pulled you up to sitting position and wiped the tears that were sliding down your cheek with his thumbs. 

“This will be the biggest obstacle of this marriage, Y/N. It’s going to be hard for the both of us but as long as we know where we stand with each other, we’ll be more than okay. I will write a letter for every single day that I’m not here with you if you do the same. I don’t want to miss a single thing from your life. There will be sad days, but know that I’ll always come home to you and we can start our lives uninterrupted, have children and never have to worry about me leaving again.” His hands smoothed over your neck, shoulders and down your arms, trying to comfort you. 

You paused. Did he say he wanted children with you? Quickly looking at him, you smiled, happy tears now falling. “You want children? Really?” You had to be sure that what he said was true. You’ve wanted kids but didn’t know if he wanted any. You never had this talk but you figured it’s better to talk about it now. 

“Of course I want children with you. I want everything with you. We will try every single night when I get back. I promise.” He wiped the tears from your cheeks and kissed your forehead before moving down to your lips where you returned the favor. 

“I love you.” You grabbed his hands, lacing your fingers together. 

“I love you more.” He kissed you again, pressing you back against the mattress and laying in between your legs. It was amazing how perfectly your lips fit together, every time you kissed, he made you feel like a giddy teenager. You opened one eye to peek over at the clock that was on the wall and hummed against his lips. All of your exhaustion was out of the window once his hands moved under the shirt you were wearing. 

“I just can’t get enough of you lately…” Lifting the shirt over your head, he removed it and tossed it over his shoulder somewhere. You could feel his boner poking you through his boxers which made you grin. “I can tell already. I thought you were tired?” You raised a brow. Burying his face in your neck and sucking harshly on the skin there, biting your lip in response, he kissed the mark he left. “Can you feel how tired I am?” He asked in response, pressing his hips into yours. 

It took less time to get his boxers off. He lined himself up at your entrance, wanting to jump right into it and slowly guided his member into your wet hole. He shivered at the whiny sound that came from you and began to set a fast pace, lifting one of your legs to get a deeper angle. “Fuck, Jin..” Your head tossed back onto the pillows, one hand playing and pinching your nipples while the other one gripped the blanket under you. 

He leaned down, keeping your leg up and kissed you, your tongue finding his and moaning. He bit your lower lip, licking and sucking on it before looking down at you. Although he was snapping his hips with such speed, the look in his eyes was soft, he loved the way your face contorted when he was inside of you, how your eyebrows knitted together when he hit that sweet spot inside of you just right. You looked up at him as well, your hands moving to wrap around the back of his neck. Dropping your leg, he dropped to his forearms on either side of your head and rocked his body back and forth, increasing his speed and breathing heavily into your neck. 

You wrapped your arms around him, slightly digging into his back and arching your back. The sound of your whines and his heavy breathing along with skin slapping against each other filled the room. You could feel your end nearing already and from the way Jin moaned into your neck told you that he could feel it too from the way you squeezed around him. 

“God, you’re so fucking wet and tight, just how I like it...just for me.” He groaned, leaving marks all over your neck and nipping at your earlobe. You moaned out loud at his words, your walls clenching around him in response. 

He began panting, signaling that he was close but you wanted it to last longer, you always did. Turning over so that you were on top of him, his hands moving to your hips, you kept your hands on his chest for balance and began moving up and down, keeping the same speed he had. “Y/N...I’m gonna come…” His hands coming up to play with your breasts. “No, no. Not yet, hang on a little longer, baby…” You moaned, rocking back and forth on him. 

He planted his feet on the mattress and began thrusting up, causing you to gasp and tilt your head back. “Ngghh...Y/N I’m coming...” He grunted, his hips slowing down but yours still moving as he released inside of you, watching as it leaked out around his cock as you continued to move on top of him, your own end coming soon. The sensitivity started to be too much for him and he dug his nails into your hips and thighs, feeling your walls squeeze him. Rubbing your clit with his thumb, he stared up at you, watching as you trembled. Your orgasm washed over you, your body going limp on top of him as your hips slowed to a stop and you called out his name one last time. You shivered slightly and you could hear him chuckle into your neck before turning to kiss the side of your head. He slipped out of you, letting you rest next to him before turning to meet his lips despite you both trying to catch your breath. 

You glanced over him at the clock on the nightstand and sighed when it read 12:25. “We both better get some sleep or we’ll get yelled at tomorrow. I’m meeting with some photographers.” You yawned and kissed his shoulder and then his chest before finally his soft and pillowy lips that you loved so much. He held onto the back of your neck before brushing his nose against yours. “So beautiful, get some sleep.” He pulled the blanket up and over the both of you, pulling you closer to him before you finally drifting off to sleep. 

Once you were asleep, he slipped out of bed for a moment, grabbing a small box from his dresser drawer and opening it. Revealing a pink Legacy diamond ring. He wanted to give it to you on vacation but decided to wait until the two of you were comfortable back home. Walking over to your sleeping body, he slid it onto your left ring finger and kissed your forehead, watching you stir a little before shifting closer to him. 

“I love you, Y/N..”

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The next couple of months were dragging, you and Jin went on more dates together even if most of them were spent in your living room. It was good to get to know more about him and see how sincere he was as a person, as well as very goofy. You loved that about him. 

A “family” photo shoot with the other members and their wives is why you were sitting in a makeup chair as the older makeup artists style your hair and do your makeup. BigHit was to put out a few photo spreads of the members and their wives since it was a great way to get the fans to love you even more. Army was slowly coming around, some understanding that BTS was off the market and sending positive comments while others who still didn’t want to come to terms with their “oppa” being taken away by some woman and every now and then, you saw the mean and hateful comments but chose to ignore them.

Everyone was dressed in pastels, even the boys in their sweaters and button ups. You looked in the mirror at your pastel pink shorts and top, while a stylist finished adding hairspray to your hair and brushing through your straightened hair. You chatted with some of the ladies, watching them coo over Namjoon’s baby. She was certainly the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen with Namjoon’s dimples and her mother's almond shaped eyes. You couldn’t wait to have your own with Seokjin when his military service was over. You tried not to think about it too much since you wanted to stay positive and not think about the fact that you would be alone for a year and a half. 

Shaking the thoughts from your head you smiled when you felt a pair of arms around your waist and a kiss on your cheek. “Let’s go take some pictures.” You out your hands over his, looking down at the pink diamond that took over your finger. He brought it up to his lips and kissed it before pulling you towards the set. You were sure everything was going to be okay.

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“Hello ARMY, welcome to another episode of EatJin, starring me, Jin of course. Worldwide Handsome. Today I have a special guest with me, my beautiful wife, Y/N. Let’s clap for her.” This was your first time ever being on Vlive with Jin during one of his episodes of EatJin and you couldn’t lie and say you weren’t nervous when you were scared as hell. What if they hated you? What if you did something wrong? 

Jin clapped loudly as you sat down, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, your hair up in a bun. “Hello ARMY, It’s me, Kim Y/N.” You waved with both hands and read over the comments that came flooding in. Wow, there were so many mixed emotions in the comments. “Y/N and I have some rice, different flavored chicken, kimchi of course, and Chilsung cider while we answer any questions you have for us. As long as they are within reason, we will answer them.” Jin wore a black sweater and blue sweatpants, leaning forward, he glanced over the questions while preparing the food in front of you and you grabbed a pair of chopsticks to eat some kimchi. “‘Y/N, how does Jin sleep at night? Does he snore?’ ARMY I can’t believe you think this of me but I will let her answer.” He looked at you and you giggled a little before licking your lips. “He doesn’t. I’m the one who snores, especially when I am very very tired. I move around a lot as well, so sometimes Jin wakes me up and says ‘Yah! You’re stealing the blanket from me again and moving too much’ so then he has to hold onto me.” Jin was laughing beside you while eating a piece of boneless chicken. “This is true. One time she hit me in the head, right in the forehead and then apologized the next morning when she saw the red mark on my head.” 

You continued to answer a few questions while eating and complimenting the food while Jin spoke to his fans. It was very welcoming. Another question came in which you and Jin froze when a fan asked how you two met and how long you dated until you got married. You knew this question would pop up but Jin spoke up faster than you did. “It was crazy actually, Y/N here was doing a photo shoot and I had left my jacket at the place she was doing the shoot the night before. During Wings concept photo shoot and I really needed that jacket. She complimented  my jacket and said that it smelled good and then told me I was handsome. I had a feeling she was probably just making me feel better because it was early and my face was puffy from sleep. Anyways...we both have busy schedules so I asked her if she wanted to go to my brother's restaurant for a private date and she quickly agreed. We got engaged exactly one year after that and married last year. It was a very small and private wedding. We do plan to have a bigger one in the future.” 

You couldn’t help the smile that was on your face the entire time he spoke, it sounded so real you could picture it in your mind. A young Jin, fresh faced and tired and infatuated with you the moment he saw you. It sounded perfect.

“It was very hard to date with our schedules, I traveled a lot and so did he, but we always text and video called each other. Now, we have some more time together.” You took a sip of the cider while looking at the comments, a lot of hearts and crying emojis. “One more question before the end, let’s make it a good one.” Jin spoke, eating the last of the rice while you checked them over. “Lots of baby questions, oh wow.” You laughed and Jin’s face began to heat up. “Okay, let’s answer it.” He said while laying his head on your shoulder. “We do want children. Maybe in a few years, we have talked about it and we want to make sure that we both have time. Maybe one or two would be nice.” You nod. 

After ending the Vlive, you and Jin cleaned up the food trays. “I knew they’d love you jagiya, I told you.” He leaned over to kiss you, you kissing him back and smiling. “Well you certainly helped a lot with that. Thank you.” You tossed some things in the trash and walked over to sit in his lap. “I’ll have to think of some ideas for EatJin when you’re gone. I’ll make sure to keep a copy of everything.” He placed his hands around your hips and kissed your shoulder. “You’ll be fine. I promise. So...two kids huh?” He asked. You looked down at him with wide eyes. “Is that too many?” You asked. He chuckled, shaking his head. “That’s fine with me. Anything is fine as long as you’re with me.” He flashed you a smile and you couldn’t resist the urge to lean down and kiss him again. “I love you, Kim Seokjin.” You mumbled against his lips. 

Sore feet would be an issue for a while once you started back up doing ballet again. You had no problem doing it before but that was when you were only doing it three times a week and now you were doing it for five times a week, six hours a day. Two classes each day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The only ones not complaining were the little girls who were enjoying their learning experience with hopes of becoming a professional one day. It did take your mind off of what was going on at home between you and Jimin. You’d wake up a little before he did to get a workout in before getting ready for work. You always changed at the studio before class started and stretched beforehand. 

Lately you have been feeling a bit tired, light headed, nauseous, fatigued and on the verge of just passing out.  You drank plenty of water but the real problem was with your eating. You just weren’t eating much of anything. Ever since Jimin made a comment about your weight a few months ago, you just couldn’t let it go. You ate only every other week or so and you knew it wasn’t healthy but in your mind, you needed to be smaller. Even the teacher of your class was smaller than you were and you wanted to look perfect. You worked out constantly and whenever you did feel like you were going to pass out, you’d eat plain rice and shredded chicken to keep yourself going. 

It was starting to take a toll on your body, you’d force yourself up every morning and would be so happy on your days off. Jimin would ask you a few times if you wanted to sit and eat with him but you’d lie and say you had eaten already. He knew you were lying to him.

After coming home early after your second class, you placed your bag into the bedroom and took out your clothes from the duffle bag to place them in the hamper next to the bedroom door. You ran some hot water in the bathtub and changed into cloth shorts before sitting on the edge of the tub and placing your feet into the water, hissing at the pain in your toes from practicing so much this week. You took your hair down from the bun it had been in and scratched your scalp while slowly wiggling your toes around in the water. You turned off the water and sighed heavily, staring down at your feet. Ballet was different from when you used to strip. With stripping, you could do whatever you wanted and be as loose as you wanted to be. With ballet, you had to be organized, poised and not miss a beat or a step. Everything had to be perfect, even you.

You had been sitting there for a couple of minutes and decided to drain the tub and dry your feet with a towel. Your feet were still sore but not as much as earlier, so you ignored the slight pain and went to make yourself some rice and chicken, measuring everything out before placing the chicken in the pan and the rice in a small pot of water with the lid on. You heard keys jingling in the door before Jimin walked in with two plastic bags, sliding off his shoes and walking into the kitchen to place them on the counter. “I ordered takeout.” He said then looked at the chicken you were cooking and tilted his head to the side. “Who’s eating the tiny piece of chicken? Do you have someone’s child here?” He asked, looking around before looking back at you, obviously knowing you were cooking ir for yourself. 

“It’s just leftover that I forgot to cook, I didn’t want to waste it so I’m cooking it.” You looked through the cupboard while he took out whatever was in the bag, and grabbed your box of ballerina tea. He glanced up at you and quickly walked over to snatch the box out of your hand and put it in the trash. “Y/N, you’re not drinking that and you’re not eating that little bit of food either. I ordered some ramen, meat and dumplings and you’re going to eat it with me, okay?” He spoke softly and you shook your head. “I’m not that hungry-” “Seriously? I’ve heard that before..” He sighed heavily and leaned back on the counter. “You haven’t been eating and I know it’s because of me, but that didn’t mean that I wanted you to starve yourself. I’m sorry if what I said hurt you, if I knew that it would do this to you then I wouldn’t have said that you were a little heavy. I take it back, I’m not a malicious person but you look like a twig now and I’m afraid you’re gonna snap in half if someone even hugs you. Please just eat something.” He begged.

Turning off the stove top, you mixed up the rice, adding salt and pepper and tried blinking away your tears. He was such a jerk to you a few months ago and now he’s sorry? “I am eating, Jimin. I just...I don’t want to look too fat standing next to you when we go to events or anything. I have to look perfect.” You hated that your voice was cracking and you hated that he was grabbing your hand so gently that you might shatter in shards of glass or something. You mostly hated how much you were crying right now. 

“Y/N...you don’t think I know where you’ve been right now? You’ll get sick and you won’t be able to go anywhere with me. It’s not good for you to do this to yourself, especially in your line of work.” He wiped the tears from your eyes and from your cheeks, his eyes pleading with yours. You looked away and wrapped your arms around your stomach, glancing over at the food on the table, mentally debating with yourself. “Please? At least eat some meat, I don’t want to see another piece of tasteless chicken with plain rice in this house again.” He whined and you let him pull you over to the table to sit down next to him. He made you a plate with meat and a few dumplings and picked one up to feed it to you. “I promise, it’s good. Open.” You opened your mouth and ate the dumpling. Of course it was delicious. It was the best thing you had eaten in two months and to be honest you wanted to eat everything on the table but because you weren’t eating as much as you used to, you didn’t want to get sick from eating too much at once.

That night, you ate a few more dumplings and some pork before calling it quits and going to take a shower. You washed your hair and did your hair routine, diffusing your curls so they would be dry and extra curly before tying your hair up into its usual pineapple and dressing in your oversized shirt and shorts for bed. Sitting on the bed, you rubbed your feet, poking out your lip at how sore they were and saw Jimin coming in from his shower, dressed in only pajama pants while he dries his hair. He watched you for a minute before climbing into the bed. “You’re going to ruin your feet trying to be a world class ballerina.” He grabbed your right foot and placed it in his lap, looking over your toes before gently massaging your foot. You flinched a little and blushed, not used to him in this way. 

“You should get a small bucket and ice your feet in between hot soaks so they won’t look like you’ve been trying to kick boulders all day. And stretch your toes more or you’ll ruin your foot muscles. Get a massage every week, I’ll set up your appointments with mine when I go so we’ll go together. You should call out until after the award show, give your feet some time to rest since you’re literally on your toes all day long.” His soft hands massaged your foot and switched to the other one and it felt nice. You felt your eyes getting heavy as you agreed with everything he was saying, sliding under the covers once he let your foot go. He finished getting ready for bed and turned off the bedroom light before joining you under the blankets. 

Your nights were usual, him holding onto you since you never stayed still during the night while your back was to him. You did listen to him the next day, taking off up until a few days after the ward show since you didn’t think you could stand another day, literally. 

Red. Of course he wanted you both to wear red for this event. Your ruby red long sleeve body con dress with pearls as buttons in the back and off the shoulder neckline definitely seemed like something you would wear if you could afford it. It was a good thing you were allowed to keep the dress after it was designed to fit you. You wore black platform booties and your makeup was more on the plain side, since you didn’t want to take away from the bright color of the dress. Your hair was straightened with a side part and pearl clips decorated the one side while your necklace was black with matching earrings. 

Even with heels on, Jimin was still a little taller than you were. You two held hands the entire time, taking pictures and some of the fans cheering when they saw him, others glaring at you, but of course that would happen. You didn’t speak much during the show, only smiling and clapping when it was time to. If one of the other wives said anything to you, you’d reply back to them but keep your eyes on the stage and cheered when the boys performed their lengthy performance. They all did so well and you were especially proud at the awards they were winning. 

“There’s an afterparty, come on. It'll be fun.” He spoke to you while you were in the car, nodding in agreement with him. You mostly followed him everywhere, letting him introduce you to a few of his friends. You were standing with him while he spoke to a few women he knew, them giggling and feeding into his naturally flirty self. They glanced at you and raised an eyebrow at each other. “So this is Mrs. Park Jimin huh?” One of them said and you smiled and nodded. Jimin grabbed a glass of champagne while they spoke. “So many girls are jealous of you, someone as handsome as Jimin ending up with someone like you.” She said and you furrowed your brows before she laughed. “I mean, you were a stripper right? You took your clothes off for money?” She asked while the other girl just stood there, trying not to laugh. Jimin sighed heavily. “Yuri...be quiet.” He smiled at her and you let go of his hand quickly. “I’m just saying, that’s disgusting. Strippers do more than just take their clothes off for money, who knows what else she’s done for extra. Haven’t you heard the stories Jiminie? Sometimes they turn to prostitution. So, Y/N, have you done that too? All strippers have, I’m sure and now you’re with Jimin? Aish, so disgusting. Jiminie, I hope you got tested before you had sex with her.” She said. Jimin’s face was red but he said nothing, just glanced over at you before looking down.

If anyone’s face was flushed with embarrassment, it was you. Why would he tell some person you didn’t even know about your past life? Yuri held out her phone to you to show you a picture. An old picture of you, back in the states in a purple bra and see through shorts, posing with an old coworker, one that you knew hated you. “This is you right? It’s all over the internet now, those sasaengs know how to find information very fast, especially when it’s raunchy like this.” You suddenly felt small and you couldn’t help but look at Jimin once again, his jaw clenching as he stared at the phone. “Jimin…” You said quietly and he sighed. He wasn’t going to say anything? Clearing your throat, you turned away and quickly walked out of the after party. “Y/N…” Jimin called out and walked after you. You needed to get out of there and fast, you felt like you were ready to explode into a million pieces but you had to hold everything in for not, you didn’t want anyone to see you so upset.

It was a good thing you got into the car since everyone else seemed like they were ready to go anyways. Perfect timing. You sat with your hands in your lap and pulled away when Jimin tried to reach for you. No way was he even touching you right now. He couldn’t even open his mouth to stick up for you when you had nothing to say to defend yourself to those women and besides, he was flirting with them and they were eating it up.

You said nothing the entire car ride home once you got into you and Jimin’s car and walked ahead of him into the apartment. Taking off your shoes, you stormed into the bedroom before he called your name again. “Y/N!” He yelled and you turned to look at him, your face turned into something he hadn’t seen before, even with your talk last week. Pain. Your eyes were red as hot tears escaped them while you sobbed, your chest rising up and down. “You just s-stood there while they said that to me! You said n-n-nothing, you let them judge me! I don’t even know them and you’re talking about me...to other people? What did I do to you, huh? Waht the fuck did I do to you?!” You yelled and walked over to your mirror to take the clips out of your hair. Reaching behind you to undo the buttons on your dress, you grabbed your tshirt and took off your dress before sliding the big shirt over you and placing the dress on the bed. 

Jimin now had tears in his own eyes. “Y/N, please...I don’t know how to say sorry without you being mad at me. I was shocked at the picture myself and at what Yuri was saying. I didn’t think she would bring it up like that, especially there.” He sniffled a little and slowly walked over to you. Wiping the makeup off your face with a wipe, you moved away from him and went to wash your face quickly in the bathroom and applied your usual skincare. You were still upset and grabbed a blanket from the closet. “Leave me alone, I’m not sleeping in here. I’ll be in the living room.” You pushed past him and walked into the living room, wrapping yourself up in the blanket and curling into a ball on the couch, tucking your head into the blanket and shaking as you let every emotion out. 

After doing the same, Jimin walked into the living room, seeing you so upset and crying made his heart ache. He never meant to hurt you but he wasn’t going to just let you be upset, especially before bed. He was crying himself, upset with himself for not saying anything and letting someone else get under your skin, he was just so angry with them that he didn’t want to explode on the wrong person. Sitting on the couch next to you, he unwrapped the blanket from you and pulled you into his lap, regardless of you pushing and pulling away from him, he was stronger than you and you knew it but that didn’t stop you from at least trying. He hurt you, but worst of all, he let someone else hurt you while he was standing right there. 

He wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly, rocking you back and forth, your head against his chest as he closed his eyes. “I’m sorry, Y/n...I’m so sorry. Please..” He pressed his forehead against yours, shushing you and trying to comfort you. “Why would you let them say that to me? I don’t deserve this…they’re laughing at me now…” You were hyperventilating now, still trying to push away from him but that just made him hold you tighter. “I was stupid, I fucked up Y/N and I’m going to fix it. I promise. I made a mistake. I’m so sorry.” He whispered, pushing your hair back to look at you. He wrapped the blanket around the both of you once you stopped fighting back and he picked you up, carrying you back into the room and laying you down on the bed.

He climbed in behind you after turning off the light and rubbed your back until you calmed down, pressing kisses to the back of your head. This continued for an hour until you turned around to face him, your eyes red and puffy, the look of purse exhaustion on your face as he stared at you, puffy eyed as well. “Please let me make it right, okay? I’m so sorry I hurt you..” He whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You whimpered, your face pouting like a sad puppy once he looked at you. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. “I’m sorry.” He said once again and you rested your hand on his cheek. “I already heard you.” You said quietly. “I’ll understand if you don’t want to be with-” “Don’t say that please...I want you to be here, with me. Okay? I suck at this but please give me a chance to make things better? I’ll make it right for you.” He rubbed your back as he spoke and you nodded. 

He leaned forward a little more, rubbing your noses together until you smiled just a little before he pressed his lips into yours, molding them together. He pulled back and looked at you. “Is that okay to do?” He asked. “Yes, it’s perfect.” You said quickly and leaned in to kiss him again, the feeling of his pillow soft lips against yours had you parting your lips and dragging your tongue across his. As your tongue danced with each other, his hand snaked down your side and tugged on your ass, keeping it in a death grip as your hand as you moaned into his mouth before slowly pulling away, him chasing after your lips, leaving kisses against them until he pulled away and looked at you. “I’m sleepy.” You said and he shook his head. “Don’t do this to me right now, you got me worked up.” He whined and kissed your neck. Breathing in deeply, you turned around, pressing your back to his chest as he kissed and sucked on your neck until you patted his hand that went back to your ass again. “Get some sleep, Jimin.” You kept his hand on your waist and he sighed in frustration. “I don’t know how I’m going to sleep with blue balls but I’ll try.” He mumbled.