Shattered Vows |Jinkook|

Chapter 7

The couple entered their hotel room, a luxurious suite meticulously prepared for their wedding night. The Mins and Kims had thought it would be ideal for them to spend their first night as a married couple in a private, intimate setting, away from any interruptions. The suite exuded romance and elegance. The king-sized bed was adorned with delicate rose petals, arranged in a heart shape in the center of the white linen sheets. Soft, flickering light from the scented candles cast a warm glow around the room, filling the air with a soothing, aromatic fragrance. A wicker basket sat on a small table, filled with congratulatory notes, a bottle of champagne, and an assortment of chocolates, a welcoming touch from the hotel staff.

Jimin stood near the door, feeling a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. He was fidgety, his fingers playing with the hem of his sleeve as his eyes darted around the room. The significance of the night weighed heavily on him, and his heart raced at the thought of the intimacy that was expected. Yoongi, meanwhile, was moving around the room, taking in the details and appreciating the effort that had gone into creating such a romantic atmosphere.

After he was done surveying the room, Yoongi turned towards Jimin, noticing that he was still standing by the door, seemingly lost in thought. "Jimin, why are you standing there?" He asked gently.

Jimin snapped out of his trance, startled by Yoongi's voice. "Oh, yeah, I was just... looking around," he replied, his voice shaky and uncertain. He couldn't hide his nervousness, and it was clear in the way he avoided Yoongi's gaze.

Sensing Jimin's apprehension, Yoongi approached him slowly, his steps deliberate and unthreatening. He stopped in front of Jimin, lifting a hand to gently brush a strand of hair from his face. Yoongi's eyes held a deep affection, and as he looked into Jimin's eyes, he leaned in, pressing his lips against Jimin's in a soft, gentle kiss. At first, Jimin hesitated, his body stiffening at the contact, but the warmth and tenderness in Yoongi's kiss gradually melted his anxiety away. Slowly, he began to respond, his lips moving in sync with Yoongi's as he allowed himself to get lost in the moment.

The kiss deepened, growing more passionate as Yoongi wrapped his arms around Jimin's waist, pulling him closer. Jimin's heart raced, but this time it wasn't out of nervousness—it was the overwhelming sensation of being so close to Yoongi, of feeling wanted and cherished. He slowly wrapped his arms around his neck, threading his finger through his hair and pulling them. As their kisses grew more fervent, Yoongi gently guided Jimin towards the bed, his hands never leaving his body. He laid Jimin down on the bed, the rose petals rustling beneath him, and continued to kiss him, his lips trailing down Jimin's neck and across his collarbone, marking him his own.

Yoongi began to unstrap the belt around his hanbok, slipping out of it, and soon he was half naked, his toned chest illuminated by the candlelight. He reached out to Jimin, his fingers gently tugging the belt of his hanbok. Jimin hesitated for a brief moment, but the desire in Yoongi's eyes reassured him, and he allowed Yoongi to help him remove his hanbok. Now both of them, half naked. Yoongi basked into the glory of his husband's naked torso, moving his hands around his belly. Jimin moaned at the sensation of Yoongi's fingers. He hovered over Jimin, their skin brushing against each other as his lips returned to claim Jimin's in another heated kiss.

But as the intensity of their make-out session grew, a sudden, unbidden image flashed through Jimin's mind—Jungkook's face, his eyes filled with pain. The thought hit Jimin like a cold wave, and panic surged through him. Without warning, he pushed Yoongi away with all his strength, his hands trembling as he did so.

Yoongi, caught off guard by the force of Jimin's push, stumbled backward and fell off the bed, landing on the floor with a thud. The sound echoed in the room, breaking the romantic atmosphere that had enveloped them just moments before.