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Happy Anniversary

Jimin never expected to find himself in a situation where he was babied. He was once an independent man that knew how to stand up for himself. But, ever since Yoongi came into his life and stole his heart, Jimin never had to worry about being alone ever again. Even though he was alone for the first year of their marriage due to work, but now, he doesn't have to worry about that ever again. He has Yoongi to himself for an entire week.

The sun is shining brightly through the blinds and the time was too late to be called early morning when Jimin stirs awake to the sweet smell of flowers. Flowers? He doesn't remember having a floral air freshener or having lit a rose-scented candle before bed. He blinks his blurry eyes as he yawns and sits up in bed.

Red spots surround him and a note rests delicately on a bouquet of red roses that lay in replace of Yoongi. Jimin smiles softly as he picks up the bouquet and the note, taking the time to bury his nose in one of the vibrant, fragrant buds before reading over the note.

Dearest Jiminie,
Happy anniversary baby! I know I haven't been present most of the year, but know this: I will forever love you, my love. You are my life and nothing will change that. 'Til death due to us part' can't even tear us apart when we pass away in the future.  I love you so much, baby!

-Your Suga ♡

Jimin smiles brightly as he hugs the note to his chest, eyes burning with tears of happiness. His beautiful husband is still in love with him as he is with him. Not even a year of being apart could ruin their romance.

Jimin rereads the note before sighing in relief. Slowly slipping out of the bed, the Busan man picks up the first article of clothing- which happens to be Yoongi's white button-up shirt and slips it on over his petite shoulders. He slowly walks out into the hallway and smells a sugary hint of cinnamon in the air and a bang of a pan can be heard from the kitchen downstairs, causing him to smile. Yoongi was home and cooking for once.

The house seemed to slowly gain it's color back as Jimin walks down the stairs quietly, biting his bottom lip in concentration to make sure he wouldn't make any sound. The sun seems to shine brightly and the color of the pictures Jimin took so long to place precisely seemed more vibrant instead of bland. Everything just seemed happier.

When he reaches the kitchen, he sees Yoongi standing at the stove, attempting to flip a pancake without messing it up only to softly cheer in excitement when it lands perfectly. He is only dressed in a pair of black boxers and an apron, leaving his broad back open for Jimin to snuggle up to.

Yoongi jumps slightly before looking over his shoulder with his usual gummy smile. "Good morning, beautiful," he greets as he turns in Jimin's arms and hugs him close before pressing a kiss to the smaller's forehead.

Jimin hums happily as he greets, "Good morning, honey."

"Did you sleep well, precious?" Yoongi asks as he tilts Jimin's chin up and caresses his pink-tinted cheeks with the back of his knuckles. The world seemed to sparkle within Jimin's irises as he gazes up at his husband, taking in how his dark hair was slightly curled and flopped onto his forehead and his thin lips were pink and kissable.

Jimin doesn't answer as he leans up and kisses Yoongi unexpectedly- letting his lips hug the elder's with a familiarity that still seemed to leave him in awe. Yoongi kisses back as he cradles the Busan man's head in his large hands, savoring the moment and burning it deep into his memories. He never wants to forget his times with Jimin. He wants to always remember how gentle their love is and how supportive they are of each other.