My Seven Husband

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I turn around on my bed by hearing someone's footsteps in my room.

"A very tasty good morning coffee made by Jin Hyung for the most beautiful lady of our life." I can't help my giggle as Namjoon cheesily smile and sit beside me, giving me the cup to sip on.

"Are you being cheesy with me now?" He pursed his lips and cutely nod, earning another giggle from me. That's when Jin enters the room with a spatula in his hand and an apron around his waist. To be honest, all he needs is a pair of braids on his head. Cause by the pose he's standing on, he's a typical Asian mother, like I said before.

"Aria, please go and tell your husband not to throw a tantrum at me and eat whatever I made." He huff, placing both of his hands on his hips.

"Care to say which one?" I ask with a chuckle. My husband is telling me to explain my 'husband'. What a legend life I'm living.

"The sloth one." He said following by a half sleepy Taehyung in the room. Who just came in and clingily hug Jin's waist and put his head on his shoulder with closed eyes.

"Don't say this hyung. Even if Yoongi hyung and I are sloths, but you still love us." Jin makes a disgusted face and carefully push him away. It feels so good to see that even if he's annoyed by them, still he care that they aren't hurt.

"That doesn't make you less lazy. By the way, I called you half an hour ago and told you to clean up, so why are you here becoming sleeping beauty?" Jin speaks with a half annoyed tone. I and Namjoon were having a real hard time controlling our laughs. Otherwise, who knows who gets hit first by Jin's pink sleeper.

"So you think I'm beautiful?" Tae wiggles his eyebrows, still half sleepy.

"No, darling. There's only one beautiful person in this house, which is me. Obviously except Aria. Cause she's a Goddess." Jin wink at me and I was dumbfounded, not knowing whether to blush at his compliment or laugh at his level of self-confidence.

"Okay, folks, come downstairs fast. I can wait but food can't. And Joonie, keep. your. hands. away. from. my. flower. vase. And this will be my last warning because next time I'll throw the flowers at you from the broken vase." Before leaving, he points his index finger at Joon, who just put his hands up in surrender.

"What was he talking about? What did you do with his vase?" I ask as Joon put his hands down and sigh after Jin left.

"Nothing. All he did was touched the vase to look at it when he dropped it while startling by a sudden sound." Hoseok said as he and Jimin come inside. He sits beside me as Jimin stand with Tae, wrapping his arm around Tae's shoulder. These two are literal definitions of best friends I'm telling you.

"Okay, so why everyone in my room?" I find it suspicious as they're coming back to back.

"What we can't greet our beautiful wife a good morning?" Before I could stop, a laugh slips out of my mouth, making them confused.