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9. Happiness & Jealousy

the couple stepped inside the beach house, jungkook easily carrying both suitcases in his strong arms while jimin walked ahead, eyes wide with wonder. as soon as they crossed the threshold, jimin’s mouth fell open in pure awe. the interior was breathtaking — mostly soft white walls and furniture accented with subtle shades of light gray, creating the coziest, most welcoming atmosphere imaginable. everything felt homely yet luxurious at the same time: plush cushions on the wide sofa, delicate seashell decorations on the shelves, large windows that let in endless natural light, and the faint scent of ocean air drifting through the open sliding doors. it was perfect.

jungkook set the luggage down near the entrance and chuckled softly when he caught sight of his husband’s adorable, stunned expression. “baby, let’s go see our bedroom,” he said gently, breaking through jimin’s daydream.

jimin hummed in agreement, still a little dazed, and followed closely behind his husband’s tall frame. they walked down a short hallway lined with framed photos of calm seas and palm trees until they reached the master bedroom. jungkook pushed the door open, revealing a spacious, airy room dominated by an enormous king-sized bed dressed in crisp white linens. to the right, floor-to-ceiling glass doors led to a private balcony that overlooked the endless turquoise sea. the view was magnificent — waves rolling gently under the bright sky, sunlight dancing on the water like scattered diamonds.

jimin’s smile bloomed instantly. he loved sunsets more than anything, and the thought of watching one from this very spot, wrapped in jungkook’s arms, made his heart flutter with quiet excitement. he couldn’t wait.

jungkook placed the suitcases neatly beside the tall wardrobe, then — without warning — launched himself onto the bed, sprawling out like a starfish with arms and legs spread wide. the mattress bounced slightly under his weight. jimin burst into loud giggles at the sight, covering his mouth with the back of his small hand as laughter spilled out uncontrollably. his eyes crinkled into happy crescents, cheeks rounding with joy.

jungkook turned his head, eyes softening as they landed on his giggling husband. “cute,” he whispered under his breath, so quietly that jimin didn’t hear. a small, unknowing smile curved jungkook’s thin lips as he closed his eyes for a moment, letting the sound of jimin’s happiness wash over him like warm waves.

still smiling, jimin padded over to the wardrobe and opened one of the suitcases. he carefully unpacked their clothes, folding shirts and shorts neatly before hanging a few items and placing others in drawers. once everything was organized, he pulled out a fresh set of clothes for himself — a loose white shirt and black shorts — and headed toward the attached bathroom. he locked the door behind him with a soft click. no way was he letting his pervert husband sneak in and turn a simple shower into another round of endless teasing and touching. not right now, at least.

jimin stripped quickly, letting his travel-worn clothes fall to the tiled floor. he stepped under the wide rainfall showerhead and turned on the water. cool, fresh streams cascaded over his skin, instantly soothing the tiredness from the long flight. he hummed a soft, aimless tune, eyes fluttering closed as he tilted his head back and let the water run through his dark hair, down his neck, over his shoulders, and along the curve of his spine. every drop felt reviving, washing away fatigue and leaving him feeling light and alive again.

meanwhile, jungkook stayed sprawled on the bed for a few more lazy minutes, enjoying the quiet. eventually he reached for his phone on the nightstand and opened instagram. scrolling absentmindedly at first, he soon found the perfect photo he had snapped during the flight — jimin curled up in his seat, fast asleep, lips slightly parted, lashes fanning over soft cheeks, looking impossibly peaceful and beautiful. without thinking twice, jungkook uploaded it.