"We're baby proofing the house," Jungkook said sternly while you were lying on the hospital bed.
"We don't have any babies," you mumbled confusedly, but then your mouth performed a small 'o' in understanding. "Oh, right. I'm the baby."
He started ranting after that. "I'm tying you to the bed forever so that you won't use the skateboard, or climb on any other furniture and chandelier like you're Tarzan, and roll down the stairs, try your ability to burn water, trip on air, slide down the railing, drop your phone on your face, seriously injure a body part every day, get bruises in bed because of messing with the blankets, and of course, my love bites, and-"
"French fries," you cut him off.
"French fries?" Jungkook stopped his rambling and grew very concerned. "Are you hungry? What else do you want?"
"Uhm, wait. Lemme recall my order," you said before clearing your throat. "French fries with ketchup, cheese sandwich, coke, mini pizza, and an extra large cheese burger."
"Carrot, why don't you get a healthy replacement for all these? Like, lemonade for coke, broccoli sandwich for cheese sandwich, asparagus for French fries, salad for burger, and maybe you can have the mini pizza and a small cup of ice cream," he suggested.
Seriously, you weren't even that injured. So you just got up from the bed and walked towards your fiancé.
Jungkook watched you with confusion as you removed the tie he was wearing, walking towards the door and putting the piece of garment around the doorknob before closing and locking it.
"You already call me with healthy vegetable names. So I don't need any more of that to eat," you said while going back to the said man, making him sit on the edge of the hospital bed. "And I put your tie on the doorknob so people would know that they shouldn't disturb us."
Kneeling down on the floor with no warning, you unzipped his pants straightaway, pulling it down along with his boxers as they got stuck around his Gucci boots.
"I'm giving you what you want, so you're going to give me the food I want too," you said before taking his length in your mouth, wasting no time in deep throating him, just like he loved.
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Finished with buckling his belt, Jungkook wiped the sweat off his face, running his fingers through his hair once again as he tried to steady his breath.
Sitting on the bed beside him with a seemingly innocent face, you laid your head on his shoulder.
"So what do you say about my French fries with ketchup, cheese sandwich-" you halted on your words as your fiancé reached for his phone, definitely to call one of his men to get you all the food.
Once he was done with the call, you kissed his cheek with a smile before getting to the door, unlocking it.
Opening the door, you took his tie from the doorknob, walking to the bed.
"I'll do it for you," you said, standing in front of him as you put the tie around his neck.
Evening~
"Does your knee hurt? Tell me. I can carry you," Jungkook said as you both entered the suite reserved for you in the casino cruise.
"We're already here, Kookie," you said and he shrugged his shoulders, sweeping you off your feet, like, carrying you bridal style as he walked forward.
The men that carried your bags placed them near the closet, bowed to you, usually because they feared you since you were Jungkook's lady, and left the room, closing the door.
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Incognito [Mafia Husband- Oneshot series]
FanfictionThe title says it all. Though you both wouldn't be married for the first few parts. PS- The book isn't completely for a mature audience. It also has fluff. Earlier, published as the 'Incognito' oneshot series in my book- BTS Oneshots. It has been ta...