Have You Seen My Wife?!
Caution! Cursing, Sexiest behavior, degradation, and manipulation
" Kisses speak louder than words." Jimin's lap is more than inviting. " I missed my pretty-" Now, in better proximity, The red puffiness of your eyelids was apparent to Jimin. " You've been crying?" You don't have to look at him to tell his face curdled faster than milk. "Why?.. Did Jungkook make you cry again?!"
"Huh!?" Jungkook stopped in mid-growl battle with Taehyung to look at the hyung falsely accusing him. "That was one time, and I'm still apologizing to this day, plus she's e crying about-"
You signed Jungkook to zip it! Your Husbands hate hearing you talk bad about yourself to the point it makes them angry, not at you but everyone else who dares to speak ill towards their darling.
"The-weather it's been raining all day, and Puff was a surprise picnic for the gang." Nice Save.
Jimin cooded, squeezing you against his body. "Aw, it's okay—no need to cry. You can try another day."
You nodded and decided to drop the subject before it was too late. "How was work? Did you like the lunch I made you?"
"Work is..work-and yes, the homemade kimchi was delicious much like you." He purrs in the crock of your neck.
"Dinner-!" Jimin's ears rung as you hurried your way to the kitchen to find one of your older husbands beat you to the punch.
"What did I tell you about leaving the kitchen unattended?" He scolds, sucking the tomato sauce off his pinky, and clicks his tongue at the taste. "You're cooking as improved, my sunflower."
"Thank you, Hobi-How did you?"
"I came in through the garage." He threw a look at you over his shoulder, but the purple lace wrapping itself your plump you doughy figure made him do a double-take. " Based on the color, this was for Jungkookie when he got home." He captivated you into his arms by your waist and kept your breast pressed against his chest. "Finders keepers"
Hobi's lips pecked all over the surface of your breast.
"But Kookie has been here all day; he was even sweet enough to help me with the laundry."
Animosity with a dash of betrayal replaced Hobi's lust. " What he was supposed to be sick as a dog!? So sick we admitted him into the hospital last night!" He grumbled. "Where is the little faker?"
You pointed towards the living room. I mean, sure, You ratted out your husband, but it takes a lot for Hobi to get pissed off and when he does. It's better to surrender immediately.
"Kook!" Hobi marched to the living room with you following close behind.
"Ah!.. Hyung-" Jungkook threw in a slight dry cough for good measure. "I was discarded earlier this morning, but I-"
"Save it, Kook-You skipped out of important business just to hang out with Yn...Can you not comprehend how crucial your role is?!" Hobi barked; Jungkook didn't bat an eyelash.
"Why am I getting so much shit over a one-time thing?!"
"Watch your mouth, You brat." Hobi hissed. "What if something happens the moment we need you the most, and where are you!? Playing doctor with our wife-get your head out your ass."
"It's rude to speak of business matters at home." Jimin's butting in would have added fuel to the flame if the message weren't double encrypted; lucky the men could read between the lines.
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