The morning sunlight danced through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow on the cozy bedroom shared by Taehyung and Jungkook. Jungkook, still wrapped in the embrace of sleep, felt Taehyung's arms tighten around him as he stirred.
"Time to wake up, sleepyhead," Taehyung whispered, planting soft kisses along Jungkook's neck.
Jungkook groaned, burying his face in Taehyung's chest. "Just five more minutes, Tae."
Shaking his head, Taehyung relented, pressing a lingering kiss to Jungkook's forehead before reluctantly untangling himself from the blankets to prepare breakfast.
Jungkook was quick to mutter protests and profanities before following the older in a beeline.
In the kitchen, they moved around each other effortlessly, their movements synchronized from years of shared routines. Taehyung hummed a tune as he flipped pancakes, while Jungkook poured orange juice into glasses, stealing glances at his husband's tousled hair and sleepy smile.
He wondered again for probably the millionth time, 'Aghh, can he get any more perfect?'
Breakfast was a casual affair, filled with laughter and playful banter. They shared stories from the previous day about some funny incidents with the patients or the attenders and made plans for the weekend. Their conversation peppered with inside jokes, loud laughters, loving gazes, and sweetest pecks.
With kisses exchanged and dishes cleared away, they headed to the hospital, where they worked as dedicated doctors. Throughout the day, they stole moments together whenever they could—a quick hug in the hallway, a whispered 'I love you' during rounds, and stolen glances across the crowded waiting room.
During their lunch break, they retreated to a cozy corner of the hospital garden, enjoying each other's company amidst the tranquil surroundings. Taehyung pulled out a homemade bento box, filled with Jungkook's favorite snacks, earning a bright smile and a grateful kiss in return.
Taehyung saw Jungkook eating with a contented look and ...just asked himself, 'What did I do to deserve him?'
As the sun began to set, they wrapped up their duties and headed home, hand in hand.
Back in the comfort of their shared space, they indulged in their favorite domestic activities—cooking dinner together, cuddling on the couch with a fluffy blanket and playfully arguing over movie choices.
As night fell, Taehyung and Jungkook found themselves in the kitchen, hunched together, gossiping about the doctors and nurses that they worked with, surrounded by the comforting aroma of freshly baked cookies.
Flour dusted their cheeks alongside the beautifulshade of crimson, evidence of their playful baking session, with a hint of sickeningly sweet love.
"I think this batch turned out even better than the last one," Jungkook remarked, holding up a perfectly golden cookie for inspection. Taehyung grinned, leaning in to steal a bite.
"Mmm, you're right. But nothing beats the taste of the dough," he said, his voice filled with mischief. Jungkook laughed, swatting Taehyung's hand away from the mixing bowl.
"Hey, no stealing! No more sweets!! You're literally a doctor. Where are your morals?" Jungkook asked dramtically.
"Well, you see, mister husband, my doctor morals are at the doorstep, i just wanna be a good husband inside this household. Is that a crime?" Taehyung asked back with an equal dramatic tone.
They both laughed at their lame sense of humor and had another bite of cookie, well, more like Taehyung stealing cookie, but right from Jungkook's lips this time.
With the cookies safely tucked away in a jar, they retreated to the living room, where they built a fort out of blankets and pillows.
Taehyung strung up fairy lights around the makeshift structure, casting a soft glow over their cozy hideaway.
It was 2 in the morning, and they have work tomorrow, but a little sleep deprivation will all be worth it.
"Welcome to Fort, Mr. Husband." Taehyung declared, gesturing for Jungkook to enter with a flourish. Jungkook chuckled, crawling inside to join him. "What honor did i do to enter this heaven, Mr. Doctor?"
"You fell in love." Taehyung said dreamily.
"Nah, you're wrong." Jungkook replied, and the older frowned.
"I /fall/ in love with you. Everyday." He corrected before connecting their lips.
Taehyung smiled against jungkook's lips before returning the favor with passion.
They dozed off halfway through the movie, tired from a long day at the hospital, Taehyung shifted closer to Jungkook, wrapping an arm around him protectively.
"I love you," Taehyung murmured softly, his words barely audible in the quiet of the room.
Jungkook stirred, a content smile gracing his lips. "I love you too," he whispered back, their words melting into the night as they drifted off into peaceful slumber, safe in each other's embrace.
The younger placed a soft peck on Taehyung cheek, which the older returned with one of his own on Jungkook's arm.
Their hearts beated in sync, like two notes in a perfect melody, composing a love song only they could hear.
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I'm kinda having a writer's block, this is all I could do now. Hope y'all enjoyed this.
