I like my Kookie with Suga

10

It was my day off and I was bumming around in bed, scrolling through Tik Tok while Yoongi sat in his office writing. I didn't tell him that I was bored and would rather do something with him, because he already had such a guilty conscience because he thought he was neglecting me. Scowling, I turned to the other side, maybe I should do something useful, like take a shower and feed the cat that was sitting next to me and staring at me. Either he was trying to contact me telepathically or he was plotting murder, I didn't know for sure, but I'd been ignoring him for an hour and he knew it... He really had the stamina to stare. Like owner, like cat...

"It's okay, I'll do it... one cat makes me feel guilty for feeding him, the other would make me feel guilty if I disturbed him... I really don't have it easy with you... Maybe I'll get a dog," I threatened the cat, who gave me a dirty look. No one could tell me that this creature didn't understand me, even if he was otherwise stupid. I slipped into my slippers and reluctantly trotted into the kitchen, gave Mephisto something to eat and made myself a hot chocolate, as he was still too hot to drink anyway, I decided to take a quick shower while he cooled down. The hot water did me good, but I wasn't any smarter about what else I could do. Couldn't something exciting just happen to distract me from the boredom? When I had dried off again, I put on Yoongi's favorite hoodie because it smelled so good and I missed him, even though he was sitting in the next room. Then I put on my washed-out pyjama bottoms and went to get my cocoa, which was now at a comfortable temperature. I took a sip before putting it on the bedside table when the doorbell rang. Annoyed, as I was about to lie down again and now that I had to stop someone from disturbing Yoongi, I ran to the front door and was jumped on and licked as soon as I opened the door.

"Bam... off... let Eomma catch her breath before you knock her over." I heard Jungkook, who was pulling the brown Doberman off me, licking the lotion I had just applied from my cheek.

"What... Jungkook? What are you doing here? And why should your dog call me Eomma?" I asked as he pulled the enthusiastic four-legged friend off me.

"Well, because you're his Eomma from now on." He smiled at me before pulling me into a hug.

"Jungkook? What are you doing here? And what are those boxes in the hallway?" Yoongi asked, confused and attracted by the noise.

"I'm moving in with my wife today," he explained, beaming and finally letting go of me.

"Congratulations, you didn't even tell us you were getting married. Does your wife live here in the house? Would you like me to help you with the boxes?" Yoongi offered.

"That would be really nice... it would go faster." Jungkook lifted a box with ease and handed it to Yoongi, who underestimated its weight and had to balance it first to prevent it from falling.

"Where to?" my boyfriend then asked and wanted to go out the door, but Jungkook had taken another box and entered with it.

"To your guest room." Jungkook said and Yoongi nodded before running there and trying to open the door.

"I don't understand, why to us? Is your wife not at home and you can't come in? Do you want us to store your stuff?" I wanted to know irritated and shook my head at Yoongi because he just did what Jungkook said without asking why.

"No, she's at home... and I'm not temporarily storing the stuff, I'm moving in here... With my wife... Mrs. Jeon Y/N."