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When you ruin your first night with him | Final

When you ruin your first night with him

Blessed. That was the only word that could accurately describe your current life. A word that felt too small to encapsulate the overwhelming happiness and contentment that had become your constant companions. Two month of marriage to Taehyung had been a whirlwind of love, care, and unwavering support that had completely transformed your world.

He placed your needs and comfort above his own, a selfless act that never ceased to amaze you. You were treated like a fragile treasure, cherished and protected. His culinary skills, unveiled on weekends, were a delightful surprise, turning ordinary meals into extraordinary experiences.

Despite the demanding hours at the hospital, Taehyung made time for you. Short phone calls during his breaks were a lifeline, filled with words of love and reassurance. When he returned home, tired but exhilarated, he would share stories of his day, his voice filled with a warmth that melted away the weariness.

Cuddling you to sleep had become a cherished ritual. His arms, a comforting cocoon, offered a sense of security and belonging. Kisses, soft and gentle, were scattered throughout the day, like tiny bursts of sunshine. His laughter, a melodious symphony, was a constant source of joy. Being in his presence was like breathing in pure, clean air-invigorating and refreshing.

How could one man be so perfect? Taehyung was not only visually stunning but possessed a heart of gold. He had never once judged you for your past, offering unwavering support and understanding. While your heart was still healing, you found it difficult to fully open up, but Taehyung respected your boundaries, giving you the time and space you needed. Yet, his determination to help you heal was evident in his every action.

He was the epitome of a loving and devoted husband. To have found him after the darkness you had endured was nothing short of a miracle. It was as if the universe had conspired to reward you for your suffering, sending Taehyung as a beacon of hope and love. Truly, everything happens for a reason.

Today, you poured your heart into preparing a delectable dinner, a labor of love for your husband's return. The aroma of simmering spices and tender meat filled the house, a symphony of scents that promised a feast for his senses. Yet, a pang of loneliness accompanied your culinary endeavors, for he had been absent for two days, consumed by the demands of his profession.

The life of a doctor was undoubtedly a noble one, but it was also a demanding one. Taehyung was a man of immense passion, his dedication to his patients unwavering. A single call from the hospital could disrupt his world, pulling him away from everything, including you. His unwavering commitment to his duty was a quality you admired deeply, even as it sometimes tested your patience.

Taehyung's homecoming was eagerly anticipated. Two days without his warmth, his laughter, and his comforting presence had felt like an eternity. You craved his tender kisses, his strong arms wrapped around you, and the simple joy of his company. The house felt empty without him, a silent echo of his absence. Yet, you understood the gravity of his profession, and your love for him transcended your longing for his physical presence.

Soon, the doorbell's melodious chime broke the quietude of the house, heralding the arrival of your beloved husband. A warm smile spread across your lips as you made your way to the door, your heart pounding with anticipation.

As you opened the door, the sight of Taehyung stood before you, his face etched with fatigue. Yet, the moment his eyes met yours, a transformation occurred. The weariness that had clouded his features vanished, replaced by a radiant smile that lit up his face like the morning sun.