Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Fifty - Four

Sunlight shines through the glass of the old, slightly shabby wooden window. It's golden rays giving off the magical vibe to the raven haired boy who woke up minutes ago. The room was chilly, creeping small goosebumps on the boys skin as the light blue blanket that was wrapped around his naked body was not providing him enough warmth. 

Jimin moved his small frame closer to his husband who was most likely in the same situation as him. He stared as his pale face, which seemed to be shining due to sun rays that were caressing it. Jimin lifted his hand up and traced the outline of his jaw and cheeks with his slender fingers, only to find it cold. For a moment there, Jimin though his husband was one of those vampires you can see in Twilight zone, which was impossible of course. "This isn't some kind of a show, Jimin. Wake up." Jimin though to himself. 

He spent another ten minutes just staring at his husband. Images of last night coming to his mind from time to time, making a small blush appear on his chubby cheeks. They had a quite a wild night, not that he minded. It was one of the best so far. 

Jimin though back to their previous nights together. Somehow, it seemed that he would be the one to always wake up first. Which brought confusion to his mind. Knowing how little Yoongi usually sleeps, he must've woken up long ago. Which Jimin wanted to test if it is the case. 

Moving his smaller frame even closer, Jimin placed his soft plumb lips against his husbands thin ones, wanting to place a small peck. However, once their lips came in contact, the kiss turned into a passionate one as a pair of arms wrapped around Jimin's waist, pulling the boy even closer, if that was possible. 

"Morning beautiful," Yoongi greeted his husband with the widest smile possible to master. The boy was still on cloud nine. The amount of happiness and life he was feeling was beyond imagination. Jimin was all he needed to feel like himself, to feel alive again. 

"Morning love." Jimin giggled, knowing that his suspiciousness was correct. He moved himself into a sitting position, removing the covers from himself. The boy was starving as it was already past nine. But before he could move anywhere further than bed, a pair of arms stopped him. Jimin found himself once again pulled into a warm hug; this time with him straddling his husbands lap as Yoongi sat with his back leaning on the headboard. 

"Don't go." Yoongi pouted cutely which brought a huge smile on Jimin's lips. The man was irresistible. Jimin leaned in and pecked away the pout from Yoongi's lips which resulted in it being replaced with an evil grin. 

"How about we have breakfast here, in bed?" Yoongi whispered huskily as his hands traced down Jimin's spine, resting on his round soft butt. 

Jimin giggled at his husband, slowly getting the idea of what kind of breakfast is going on. "Should we? I think others were not able to sleep from us last night." 

"You think I care?" Yoongi groped Jimin's ass with his hands earning a soft moan from his beautiful husband. Jimin moved his hand from Yoongi's check to wrap them around his husband neck as he started humping himself against his already erected dick. Yoongi didn't waste any time in capturing their lips into a heated kiss. His hands kept squeezing Jimin's soft ass cheeks turning the raven haired male into a moaning mess. Things were getting heated in that room, the two completely ignoring the coldness it previously brought them. 

Jimin perked his ass up a little allowing his husband to enter his length in but stopped midway as their bedroom door swung open, revealing Hoseok with a flustered and shocked expression on his face. 

"Gosh! Are you two crazy? Didn't you have enough last night?" the flustered boy screamed out as he turned his back on the horny couple.

"Can't you knock, asshole!" Yoongi laughed out s he grabbed the pillow off the bed, throwing it directly st Hoseok's head.

"Can't you two not ride each other all the time?!" Hoseok screamed back while shutting the door closed. "Just so you know, Jin is furious and if you don't get yo ass down to breakfast in 10 min, he is coming up with a machete!" was the last thing he shouted before footsteps were heard.

"Poor Hobi. He definitely is feeling embarrassed now." Jimin confessed with an apologetic look.

Yoongi looked at him, a smirk still plastered on his thin lips. "Yes, he certainly is. But guess what?"

Jimin looked up at him, waiting for his husband to continue. "I don't give a fuck. He just ruined my chance to fill you up again." Yoongi smacked Jimin's ass while licking his lips earning a gasp from the younger.

"Pervert!" Jimin screamed out faking a shocked expression. He was also disappointed that their make out session was ruined, but he won't show that to the older. After all, he was planning on making up for it later.

Yoongi leaned in to peck Jimin's lips one last time before getting up from the bed. Jimin stared at his husband, the sight of his naked body filling his eyes with lust.

Yoongi wasn't any different from him, the way Jimin was laying on the bed, legs wide open, his ass and asshole in full display, only made the older harder.

Instead of walking towards the closest, Yoongi make his way towards their bedroom door, swinging the key that was placed in the keyhole, securing that no one will be able to interrupt them this time.

"Screw breakfast, I'll rather eat you up." Yoongi growled as he hovered over Jimin's who was smiling at him like crazy. "Come to daddy, baby boy."

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It was two hours later when the married couple was finally able to separate from each other. They cleaned themselves up to look at least presentable in front of the others. They knew they were about to walk in to hell, but they eventually had to.

"Good morning, love birds." Taehyung greeted them, throwing a teasing look at Jimin which made the raven haired boy blush slightly.

"Shame on you!" Hoseok attacked the two boys, remembering the scene from a few hours ago. Everyone laughed, getting the idea.

"Dare to explain Hoseok?" Namjoon asked, a sly grin on his face.

"No! Ask them!" He exclaimed while staring at the couple, arms crossed on his chest.

"Did we ask you to come in?" Jimin joked as he nudged Hoseok's side.

"What was I supposed to do? Lock your door instead of you?" he questioned with a small smile, finally giving in to their jokes.

Jimin moved his gaze to the older among them, who was sitting at a dinning table, a pout on his lips.

"Hyunggg..." Jimin called out, but the latter gave him a look of disapproval.

"The breakfast is no more. I don't care if you're hungry. Make yourself something on your own!" He hissed, looking away.

"That's fine. I am not hungry anyway." Yoongi said while taking a seat on couch.

"Me neither." Jimin joined in, knowing what his husband was thinking of. He took a seat beside Yoongi, counting slowly in his head.

Silence englufted the room, the only sound coming from the old clock hanging on the wall. "...three, two, one."

"I'll go and prepare something for you two. It's not good to walk around with an empty stomach. Specially for you Yoongi..." Seokjin grumbled to him while taking his apron and putting it on himself.

Everyone laughed wholeheartedly as they watched their hyung acting as a mother once again.

Jimin watched everything carefully, his thoughts going back to his parents. He regretted leaving them a lot, but not anymore.

"I guess I am not alone as I thought I was. They are my family, a true one. And I cannot be happier with anyone else."

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