Vacation

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"Yoongi, are you packed?" you call. "Honey?" you call out again.

You go to your shared bedroom to see Yoongi asleep in the desk chair.

This always happens, but at least he was already packed up. Yoongi is a business man, we have been married for three years. He doesn't work in an office but at home instead. He chose this option to have more time with me, i told him he didn't have to, but he decided it otherwise.

"Yoongi.." I whispered, poking his cheek gently. "Come on we're going to be late for boarding."

He slowly opened his eyes. "What are you staring at?" "My gorgeous husband." i replied.
He smiled, "Alright lets go, like you said." He got up grabbing his bag then mine. "Honey i can handle my own bag!" He teases me with the bag as i reach for it, eventually i reach it because he fails to pull it back up fast enough.

"I win!" i joke with him, he makes a sad pouty face, almost like his top lip doesn't exist.

We head down to the airport somehow making it on time. Security and boarding goes by quickly, and we fought for the window seat. He finally gave up and let me have it. "You're lucky I love you." he whispers. "Oh, do you now?" I nudge him, "Now isn't the time to tease!" I laugh at his response.

After what felt like the longest hours of our lives we finally landed. "I'm so exhausted..", "You're serious? You slept more than me!" He stared at me with curiosity. "Did I really?". I nod. He looked at me with wide eyes, "You shouldn't be surprised right now." I said pinching his forearm. He whinced, "You have quite the pinch!" he flicked my forehead then kissed it. I scoff.

"Come on kitty, lets get to the villa."

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