Descended Angel | PJM

Chapter 25

Jimin had gone to the washroom when the topic had come to cooking. "Have you ever wondered why there aren't any maids here? I mean our Jimin is rich as hell." Namjoon suddenly asked. Now that he mentioned it, you have actually never thought about it, you didn't mind it at all.

You slowly shook your head. "Why?" you asked, ears perked up with interest. "We used to live together. All seven of us. We were so busy that we could not take care of the apartment, so we hired a maid.

One day, the maid poured poison on the soup, thinking that no one's home. But she didn't realize that Yoongi hyung got home early. He noticed it and informed the police immediately.

It turned out that she was planning to kill all of us and steal the valuables. Jimin's business was growing at that time and since then, he doesn't trust a lot of people to make him food." Namjoon finished as you had a shocked expression on your face.

"So what happened to the maid?" you asked, thinking about how she thought of poisoning such sweet people. "She got arrested of course. Apparently, it was her second murder attempt."

"What are you guys talking about?" Jimin then walked in. "Nothing much," you said as you talked with them for a little more. Laughing and listening to decade-old stories, you bid them goodbye.

Stretching your arms and changing into a pair of pajamas, you drifted off to sleep shortly.

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You were almost done cooking breakfast when your absolutely irresistible husband rushed down the stairs wearing a tempting black Chanel suit. This man was literally the most gorgeous human being that you knew.

You were gonna stare at him longer but didn't want to hear him teasing again so just looked away reluctantly. He had asked you to wake him early and you did so but he was still hurrying.

"You good?" you said, placing a glass of water on the dining table as Jimin was hastily munching on his food. "I can't be late," he replied. You sighed as you helped him get ready before leaving.

"Okay! I'm gonna go now," he said in a determined way before kissing your left cheek and was about to walk out but stopped dead in his tracks when he realized his actions.

You, who was sitting on a chair, went completely red and were shocked when he placed those sweet plump lips. You were frozen but didn't want to make anything awkward so you flashed him finger hearts cutely.

Jimin spread into a beautiful shade of sharp pink but decided to play it cool. He returned the hearts with finger guns as he made a clicking noise with his tongue. "See you later," he said quickly before running out with a huge grin on his face.

You touched your cheek as you spread into a silly smile while looking down. Brushing away the thoughts that formed in your mind, you got up headed to get a few chores done.

A couple of hours later, you dressed up to visit Seol-Ah and she was more than thrilled to see you. "Y/N-ah! Come in!" she exclaimed as the both of you started chatting.

After snacking for a bit, Seol-Ah suggested that you visit the new shopping centre that opened up so now you were sitting with her inside the car. "So? I heard you went to Paris. How was it?" she asked as you could feel her smirking through her words.

"Nice, I guess. They have some really good steaks," you replied. "And lots of amazing places." "Mh-hmm? Anything else?" she asked. "Y-yeah actually. The Eiffel Tower!" you said, changing the topic.

Seol-Ah sighed and put on her sunglasses as you both laughed and talked all the way to the mall. You spent the whole day with her and had a lot of fun. When you returned home, it was already close to eight.

You quickly changed into a pair of comfortable clothes and started cooking something delicious. The appetizing aroma filled the kitchen as you heard Jimin unlock the door and walk inside.

A smile unknowingly spread through your face as the footsteps of someone skipping got louder. "What are you making?" he asked in an excited tone as he ran over to give you a hug on your side.

Your heart was beating fast as you replied to his question stuttering, obviously flushed. Jimin seemed to notice as he smirked before raising his left leg and wrapping it around your waist.

"Y-you seem to be in a good mood," you smiled, stirring the food for the last time and covering it with a lid. Your husband hummed in response as he placed his chin on your shoulder.

You were obviously loving the skinship, especially since it was from your irresistible arranged husband who you were starting to fall for, but it was making you nervous as you felt butterflies in your stomach.

"Let me guess... You got the deal!" you exclaimed as he giggled. "Yes! All thanks to you!" he exclaimed back as his arms around you grew tighter. You knew that Jimin was working to get this deal for a long time, and you were more than happy to see him finally a little less stressed.

"Wash up. I made your favourite," you said blushing, cheekbones beginning to hurt from smiling that wide and so much. "I can see that," he replied with a stomach grumbling that made you chuckle.

"See? I'm hungry," he pouted as you instructed him to freshen up and sit as you will serve him. Finally letting go of you, he climbed upstairs as you placed your hand on your chest, exhaling deeply.

Jimin came back minutes later, wearing a white T-shirt that revealed a part of his biceps and a pair of gray sweatpants with hair that was still wet. He could be wearing garbage bags and still be looking like a five-course meal, fine as ever.

He sat down beside you on the table. Usually, he would sit opposite you or in some random chair. "Oh, this is so good," he said with a mouthful as you poured him a glass of water.

"Eat slowly," you chuckled. "There's a lot more." You chuckled, placing your chin on your hand. Noticing that you weren't eating, he raised his chopsticks to your mouth so you could eat as well.

Opening your mouth wide, you took in the piece he offered. "This is actually so good," you remarked, before taking in another spoonful he offered. He noticed a stain on the edge of your lips.

"Wait," he said, coming closer as he ran his thumb on the part near your lips. "There," he raised another spoonful to your mouth. And that's how you finished your dinner, eating from the same plate.

"I'm full," you groaned, laying back on the chair. "Me too," Jimin agreed. "I have some leftover work, so I'm gonna get going so I can sleep earlier," he said, standing up.

"Go ahead, I'm gonna finish the dishes over here," you replied, standing up as well. You were washing the dishes in the kitchen as Jimin brought some files and papers in the huge hall and started working on them.

After some time, you were sitting on the counter that was close to the living room and cutting a few vegetables. You're done with dinner, but you were planning to make something that required to be cooled overnight so you needed to chop them now.

You could see Jimin not so far away, making a few calls on the couch. Impressed, you watched him speak in fluent English and then in eloquent Japanese. You have never really given much attention to how lucky you were; to be married to this guy.

"Okay, thank you, see you in Korea!" Jimin bid the person in the other line goodbye, done with all the work for the day. You didn't realize you were staring at him intently, totally whipped, until the knife ran over the edge of your finger.

You hissed in pain as rich, red blood oozed out from the tip of your index finger as you regret not paying attention to what you're doing. Jimin seemed to hear the small hisses and curses you threw as he rushed to you.

"You okay- follow me," he cut off his own sentence noticing your situation as he reached out he had to hold your other hand. You followed him to the first-aid kit as he pulled out a bottle of disinfectant alcohol to clean the cut.

Jimin noticed your hurt expression as he felt bad. "Sorry, it won't hurt now," he smiled, wrapping a bandage around the tip of your finger. "Be careful, hmm?" he said. You nodded in response.

"Let's get ready for bed now," he said as you did your night routine and jumped on the bed ready to drift off to dreamland. Jimin came shortly and laid on the bed with you, holding you in his arms which always boosted your sleep by a trillion percent.