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"Me?" Yoongi questioned. "You dumb yourself down sometimes to play the dumb jock when I put myself down physically. I have noticed that." 


Hoseok stated. "You don't think I'm a dumb jock for real? I could be hiding under this perfect handsome body here. I could be trying to fool you." 


Yoongi stated. "Yeah, you could be, so maybe I shouldn't want such a dumb jock then. I should have better standards for myself." 


Hoseok stated. "Mmm, no, I wouldn't go that far. Don't you love this dumb jock? Don't you like this?" Yoongi pulled Hoseok's hand down to his cock, making Yoongi moan, and Hoseok chuckled. 


"Okay, I seem to like that. Don't you like this?" Yoongi moved his hand down to Hoseok's cock, making Hoseok moan. Hoseok laughed, "Yoongiaa, you're an idiot, but I love you. Let's get up and have breakfast."

After breakfast, Yoongi turned on the TV to check to see what games were on, and Hoseok grabbed a few case files from his office

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After breakfast, Yoongi turned on the TV to check to see what games were on, and Hoseok grabbed a few case files from his office. During the mid-morning, Hoseok received a call from his father stating that they would be getting some visitors shortly and that he wanted to give them a warning. Hoseok asked who. 


Pilnam told him the owners of the three newspapers that the reporters were from. "You might want to get dressed." Hoseok looked over at Yoongi when he got off the phone. 


Yoongi just looked over from the couch with a questioning look. "The owners of the newspapers are coming." "Why?" "I'm assuming they will pull their dogs off because my father called them and raised holy hell."


"You know I love you, but sometimes, I hate the power that your family has, but thank you." Yoongi got up, walked over, leaned down, and kissed Hoseok. Before walking off to the bedroom to put on pants and a shirt instead of the boxers that he was still wearing.


"It's weird not having a kid around," Yoongi said one day while lying on the couch while watching a Big Ten game. "Well, Taeminaa and Jiminaa should be home at Chuseok," Hoseok stated. "Depending on how their seasons go, depends on if they come home or not."

"Is it bad that I hope that they do terribly?" Hoseok frowned

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"Is it bad that I hope that they do terribly?" Hoseok frowned. Yoongi laughed, "No, but Jimin does play for a good team. Taemin's isn't bad either."


"So we are hoping for Christmas, huh?" Hoseok responded as Yoongi nodded. Hoseok laid down the case he was reading, got up, and leaned down to kiss Yoongi and Yoongi pulled him down on top of him. "You would miss being able to have sex whenever you would like, wherever you like."


Yoongi smiled, "Yeah, I would. Would you like to lay with me for a while?" Hoseok nodded and laid his head on Yoongi's chest. Yoongi even turned the TV off and kissed the top of Hoseok's head before closing his eyes. 


The invitations were going out. It was going to be a small wedding for the Jung family. A small wedding is around three hundred people. 


Yoongi just shook his head. He just would have preferred to go to the justice of the peace, marry, and let Hoseok take him away. But Hoseok sat him down after his mother gave him one of the invitations and told him to make sure that Yoongi wrote down whom he would like to invite.

 But Hoseok sat him down after his mother gave him one of the invitations and told him to make sure that Yoongi wrote down whom he would like to invite

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"I love you. Just remember that." Hoseok responded as he handed Yoongi the invitation.

Together we invite you

to celebrate the marriage of

Jung Hoseok

and

Min Yoongi

Saturday, the sixteenth of June

Two thousand twenty-five

Five o'clock in the afternoon

At the Jung Estate

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