I like my Kookie with Suga

14

While I was preparing dinner, Yoongi went for a walk with Bam, although it had seemed more like Bam was walking with him... or running... Jungkook had slept like a baby all day, but now came out of his room with tousled hair and sat down on the sofa, from where he could see me clearly in the integrated kitchen.

"Did TaeTae really just leave? He didn't try to drag me back by force?" he asked, yawning tiredly.

"Yeah, he left, said since I stupidly married you, I'm in charge of your annoying ass now." I was nowhere near the level of forgiveness that Yoongi was, I still had a lot of frustration pent up inside me that wanted to get out and Jungkook kind of deserved it, even if he was sick... maybe not, but in order for me to really get into it, he would have to put up with me blowing off steam now.

"Ah, ok... cool... then take care of me and feed me... My face hurts, you've got a lot in your skinny little arms." he said with a cheeky grin.

"Cheeky..." I grumbled and almost melted when he showed me his sweet smile... ahhhh why was this devil so cute? I just had a wooden spoon in my hand and held it up in the air, looking grumpy and threatening, which made him giggle.

"Jokes on you i'm into this shit." he laughed and I simply threw a tea towel at him instead, but it didn't fly far enough and landed on Mephisto instead, who was sitting on the back of the couch and once again looked at me as if I didn't love him anymore.

"Sorry sweetie, I didn't mean to." I grimaced and walked towards him.

"Oh, no big deal, you didn't hit me, baby." Jungkook said generously, whereupon I gave him an irritated look and stroked my cat.

"You're out of your mind." I grumbled as I went into the bathroom because I had to go to the toilet. I had just dropped my pants and sat down when the door opened and Jungkook walked in without a care in the world.

"Where's my dog?" he asked, leaning back against the sink as if nothing was wrong.

"What are you doing here?" I asked indignantly, but he just looked at me innocently.

"Well, you just left, but I wanted to ask you about Bam, so I came in here." he explained and I shook my head, stunned.

"Out." I said angrily.

"But, you haven't answered me at all..." he started but was interrupted by my yelling.

"Jeon Jungkook, if you don't get your ass out of the bathroom right now so I can poop in peace, I swear I'll break your legs so you can't run after me anymore..." I scolded in a faster rap than Jin ever could and first his eyes got big, then he dashed out of the bathroom and quickly closed the door. That was probably a taste of how he couldn't keep boundaries. I hoped we could talk to him about it, but I hoped even more that we could get him into therapy soon... and I needed to read up on the disease so I knew what we were getting into here.

When I came back out of the bathroom, Jungkook was standing at the stove and just kept cooking, seeming completely unfazed by the fact that I had just scolded him and smiling so unabashedly cute again.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I've refined your delicious food a little with my own skills," he said proudly, holding out a small spoon... Yoongi's favorite spoon, which no one was allowed to touch. He had just come back into the apartment and frowned when he saw Jungkook simply shove the spoon between my lips. In a panic, I looked at my loved one, who was rocking his upper body back and forth slightly, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to breathe calmly.

"Give me that... you mustn't touch it... Never..." I reprimanded him before snatching the spoon out of his hand and cleaning it in the sink. Yoongi disappeared into his room and I sighed... now I had to deal with the needs of two men and make sure they wouldn't make each other feel bad... in a completely different way than you would normally think, which could be the biggest issue with husband and significant other...

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Has anyone found out what's going on with yoongi here? :)