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The Couple

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.
~Jane Austen

24.

'Hyung, wake up' Jimin said shaking his sleeping husband. Min Jimin, one of the best interior designers of Korea. Lean but short and incredible handsome, he had made many women fall head over heels in love with him but to their loss, Min Jimin was married to Min Yoongi, the famous hot shot lawyer and owner of Min Association---the man he was now desperately trying to wake up since the last five minutes.

'Jiminie, let me sleep some more.' Jimin heard his husband's cute voice begging him to sleep some more. He knew his husband would not wake up. But, if Tae and Kookie were going to come for dinner in the next two hour and if he cooked Tae was going to complain and tease him how he could never make as good food as Yoongi! Jimin sighed.

Finally, he straddled his husband, grinding inti him and started kissing his husband's neck. At least, that would get his husband's attention.

Jimin opened the top buttons of his husband's shirt and went down as he left open mouthed kisses.

'Ummm baby...' Yoongi said, finally opening his eyes. Jimin thanked heavens.

'Babe if you were horny why didn't you say so.' Yoongi smirked as he started grinding inti Jimin. But as he leaned forward to kiss his husband's lips, Jimin got up and ran to the kitchen.

'Hey, that's not fair.' Yoongi shouted. Aish. He was already awake now. He followed his husband to kitchen wanting to taste his lips. Jimin knew this was going to happen. At least, he had managed to wake him up.

Yoongi hugged his husband's back as Jimin took out stuff from the fridge. He started kissing his husband's neck from the back.

'No. Not happening hyung.' Jimin sassed. Well only he could. The all powerful and savage Min Yoongi, whom no one dared speak to in or outside the court usually danced on his husband's fingers in the house. Only Min Jimin had that kind of power in the entire world and Jimin knew it.

'Just a quickie baby. It won't take much time.' Yoongi said still not giving up.

'Yes, your quickie and I won't be able to walk for the rest of the day. No thank you. Keep it in your pants hyung. Tae is going to come. Let's get to work.' Jimin said pouting.

Yoongi looked at his husband, not believing him. But how could he say no to that face. 'Aish! I can't believe my own brother is cock blocking me.' Yoongi grumbled as he took out the pan from the cupboard.

Jimin laughed hearing his husband behave like a horny teenager. But he didn't want to see Yoongi even slightly sad. So, he kissed him on the face and said, 'If you behave, you can have me at night.'

'Oh!!! You are so going to regret saying this Min Jimin' Yoongi said smirking.

Jimin blushed. For all his sassiness, his husband really knew how to make him shut up. Jimin arranged all the ingredients and helped Yoongi in cutting and stirring as Yoongi did the main cooking. In between, Yoongi feed Jimin something or Jimin would tell him something about his work. After an hour they were both done.

Yoongi went to take a shower as Jimin cleaned up the kitchen and set the table. He cleaned the living room a bit and took out wine glasses. He then went to his room taking out his and husband's clothes from the closet. Knowing well, his husband was going to come from the washroom and then wear something random if he didn't pick it. And that Jimin had realised sadly from practical experience was never a good idea. The man could literally walk a read carpet in a lower and T shirt of someone else didn't style him. More often than not, the responsibility fell on Jimin and he kinda liked it. He liked how the everyone got shocked as he sassed to Yoongi. Everyone feeling like he had lost his mind not knowing that Yoongi actually loved when Jimin challenged him. Of course a lot of times it resulted in hot car sex or fucking in their own living room or kitchen but they made sure to clean the place later.
Let's just say, they had a very healthy sex life.

As soon as yoongi came out of the shower, Jimin went in. Yoongi straightened their bed and took out the hair drier, knowing Jimin would otherwise spik drying them and then get sick. He increased the heat of the room before Jimin came out. He went to the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice and kept it at the side table knowing if he left Jimin to his own, the guy would not eat anything the entire day. Jimin came out after 10 mins and wore his clothes. As he was about to go to the living room to make sure that everything was set, Yoongi held his arm.

'Sit.' Yoongi said sternly.

'Hyung! No.' Jimin whined. His husband treated him like a delicate doll.

'Jimin, I won't repeat. Sit.' Yoongi said glaring.

Jimin pouted and sat. Yoongi turned on the dryer and started drying his hair. After 5 mins he was done. He handed jimin the comb so that he could style his hair. Jimin said something along the lines of Meanie and started styling his hair.

Yoongi brought the orange juice and placed it in front of Jimin.

'Hyung, who drinks juice in the evening?' Jimin said thinking he could get out of it.

'Kids who don't eat the whole day.' Yoongi said.

'I ate.' Jimin said sadly. Yoongi's gaze softened. He hugged him and kissed him on his forehead.

Softly he added, 'Just half a glass hmmm... You are my best baby right?'

'Only half a glass' Jimin said sneaking from Yoongi's head.

'Promise.' Yoongi said.

'Okay.' Jimin relented. Yoongi quickly brought the glass and placed it in Jimin's hands not knowing when his husband would change his mind.

Jimin took small sips. And finally reached the half mark and handed the glass to Yoongi smiling.

'See! I did it' Jimin roared.

'See, My best baby.' Yoongi chuckled, drinking the rest of the juice and placed his lips on Jimin's immediately kissing him with passion.

'Ummmmmm... H-h-hhyung....' Jimin finally breathed breaking away.

Yoongi took him in his arms. 'My baby' and Jimin snuggled closer in Yoongi's chest. Suddenly, they heard the bell ring.

Jimin laughed. Yoongi grumbled. 'Always cockblocking.'

Jimin ran to the door.

Yoongi kept the temperature of their room at warm and closed the door replacing the hair dryer.

Knowing Jimin would be too tired to move after hanging out with his best friend.

Jimin smiled thinking how his husband always made him feel so loved.

An: Sorry for the short chapter. Enjoy YoonMin. Please vote.