"I hate you..who are you to order me"
"Your husband" After k!ddn@pping and marrying him he replied.
In the world of the Mafia, it's like a game of chess where only one king can survive.
"Only me or you.. and it will be me"
Game just started..
Lov...
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AUTHOR'S POV
Yoongi and Jimin entered their room, emotional and accompanied by their five-year-old son, whose eyes sparkled as he saw his parents' room for the first time. Jimin's eyes widened as he noticed the room filled with his pictures. This was what Min Yoongi's love looked like, according to him.
Jimin came back to reality when he felt Jiyoon tug on his shirt. He looked down and smiled, seeing his son gaze up at him with sleepy eyes.
Jiyoon: Papa!
he said, making grabby hands, indicating he wanted his father.
Jimin smiled and said.
Jimin: Baby, let's change first, okay?
Yoongi watched his son and husband with adoration. Jiyoon agreed, and soon the maids arrived with their luggage. Jimin changed Jiyoon into comfortable clothes and did the same himself. He noticed Yoongi still standing in the same spot, lost in thought.
Jimin: Do I need to tell you separately?
Jimin asked, trying to bring Yoongi back to reality. Yoongi shook his head, and Jimin handed him clothes.
Jimin: Change clothes.
He said gently. Yoongi took the clothes and went to change in the bathroom. When he returned, he found Jimin patting Jiyoon's head as he slept peacefully. Jimin was half asleep but still patting Jiyoon's head. Yoongi walked over, kissed Jiyoon's forehead, and then Jimin's.
Jimin woke up, and their eyes met. Yoongi apologized, his voice barely above a whisper.
Yoongi: Sorry...
Jimin told him to take a nap, avoiding eye contact.
Jimin: It's okay... you should take a nap.
He said softly. Yoongi climbed onto the bed silently, not wanting to disturb Jiyoon. They lay facing the ceiling, remembering the moments they spent together.
Suddenly, Jimin recalled pretending to sleep on their first night, and his cheeks turned red. Yoongi noticed and teased.
Yoongi: Why are you blushing? I didn't do anything.
Jimin: I... I am not... why would I?
Jimin denied it, trying to hide his embarrassment. Yoongi laughed, his voice filled with amusement.
Yoongi: You're still bad at lying. You know you're remembering our wild nights.
Jimin widened his eyes, wondering how Yoongi always read his mind. He threw a pillow at Yoongi's face, glaring at him.
Yoongi apologized, laughing, and pulled Jimin into a gentle embrace.
