Just a short note:
This is actually an imagine that I deleted not too long ago but I rewrote it again by request.
A complete revision was done but the story is still the same.
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You came home to your dark apartment. Tired from the day's work, you felt the wall with your hands and found the light switch. The whole apartment was still empty, just the way you left it this morning. Of course, Suga won't be home, he told you so but still you were expecting him to sit there and welcome you home with a warm hug.
You started to undress yourself, throwing the white uniform you had on, it was filled with pen marks from all the patient charting you did in the hospital. The work in the ward wasn't that tiring but rather it was the writing and documenting that you hated. You completely rid yourself of your thin camisole, leaving you almost naked with just your underwear. You take Suga's shirt from your bed and removed your bra before putting it on. Relief was what you felt as you gently rub the red marks your bra wire made against your skin.
"If only I didn't need to wear bra everyday." You mumbled to yourself then laughed when you remembered how Suga loved no bra day.
The bed was cold so you snuck under the blankets, closing your eyes as you wait for sleep to take you to dream land. You were beginning to drift off, one minute more and you'd begin the sleep cycle but then your ringtone pulled you out of your half asleep state.
"Hello?" You smiled even before hearing his voice.
"Hey munchkin." Suga's voice was satisfaction for you.
"Munchkin?" You weakly giggled, gradually leaving your sleepy state.
Suga noticed how your voice sounded, "Oh, shoot. Did I wake you up? I didn't notice the time."
"No, it's fine. I wasn't sleeping." You replied, "I was just preparing for bed when you called. I'm on the afternoon shift for the whole week, remember?"
"Oh yeah. Sorry I forgot." He laughed but it sounded distinct over the various sounds on his side of the call, "Munchkin~"
Suga loves making up nicknames for you. He acts cool on the outside but he's a total softy on the inside. "Yes, my sweet Suga?" You giggled, playing along with him.
"Munchkin? EWW!" You heard V and Jimin's voice in the background.
"Am I on loud speaker?" You said.
"Do you want to die?" Suga jokingly warned his younger members.
"You call noona, munchkin? That's so gay!" V laughed hysterically at Jimin's comment.
You heard stomping and running sounds. Suga was probably trying to catch the duo but you knew your boyfriend wasn't fit enough to catch V and Jimin. You smiled as you imagine him giving up halfway.
"Sorry about that." He spoke, breathing heavily. "I didn't know they were eavesdropping on us."
"Hey, go easy on them." You laughed, "You okay?"
"Yeah!" Suga positively answered, you heard stomping again, probably because he caught sight of the two troublemakers again. "How's your day?"
"Hm.." you hummed as you bury yourself in the scent of his shirt, "I guess it's fine. The usual routine. Yours?"
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