My Workaholic husband [Jinkook]

14.

Curtains fluttered as ray of sun passed through the window invading Jungkook's eyes. "Mmh.." Jungkook shifted more like tried to shift as his body was held in a death grip by his husband. Jungkook was wearing Seokjin's shirt and didn't wore anything underneath. He blinked unable to process all the things that happened last night. His cheeks went red as he recalled everything.

He looked at the perfectly carved features of Seokjin. His eyes were gleaming as he gazed at his husband like a love sick puppy. Younger one moved his head forward hiding his face in his husband's chest taking in the comforting scent as his hand moved to his husband's chest. "Don't want you to wake up. Please sleep like this with me for more time." he said whispering as he curled up like a ball in his husband's hold and pressed himself to his husband's chest almost squeezing his cheeks.

He moved up as he pluckered his lips to kiss his husband's lips but the sudden multiple notifications from his phone interrupted him. "Gosh.. Who is it?" he murmured as he tried to move Seokjin's hands from his waist but to no avail. His hold on the waist got even tighter causing Jungkook to blush at the sudden clinginess of his husband. He brushed his husband's hair away from his forehead as he leaned in to kiss but another notification came on his phone. He cursed under his breath and tried to reach out to the table slowly not wanting to disturb his husband to get his phone as he was still held in a death grip by his husband.

Jungkook's eyes widened as he looked at the screen. 34 messages from taehyung.
"What the actual fuc-" he squeaked and covered his mouth with his hands as he felt Seokjin move and now his face was almost being crushed in the biceps of his husband. He peaked his eyes out so that he can block the number fast but Seokjin's eyes opened suddenly causing Jungkook's heartbeat to almost stop.

"What are you doing?" asked Seokjin in his husky voice. Jungkook bit his lips as he felt his blood going cold. Oh no.

"N-nothing I was j-just" he couldn't complete his sentence as his phone was snatched away from him.

"Who were you talking to?" asked Seokjin still not freeing Jungkook from his hold.

"I was j-just-" he looked at Seokjin mid sentence when he felt his husband not holding him anymore. He whined internally.

"Why is there a password in your phone?" asked Seokjin raising his eyebrows at him. Is that a question??

"Password is a security step and an important part of protecting my data. This will help keep unauthorized users off my device S-seokjin" he said as he looked at his husband anxiously while fidgeting his fingers.

"Don't try to act over smart with me."Jungkook shaked his head denying. "Open your password. I am going to read your messages." Jungkook felt his heart drop. He clutched on the sheets trying to calm his nerves. Think of something Jungkook . I need to tell him something to distract his mind. I don't want him to doubt me or hate me. Tears started to well up in his eyes but he swallowed. He could feel his throat sore due to last night.

"I-I won't." replied Jungkook causing Seokjin to raise his eyebrows at him. "What did you say?" Jungkook gave him a soft glare almost controlling his emotions.

"I said I won't open the password for you!" he said as his lips wobbled and he stood up from bed with wobbly legs. Seokjin's gaze was cold as he stared at Jungkook without blinking causing Jungkook to squirm in his place as he stood there pulling his shirt to his knees feeling too exposed.

A silence followed in the room for a moment. Jungkook felt like disappearing. Not having anymore of his husband's silent treatment he added further "Atleast not until you let m-me work. " he looked up from the floor anticipating following by his breath hitching as he looked at Seokjin's displeased face.