CONTENT- in which yoongi comes home from work and you can't help but treasure what the two of you have
Happy is what you feel when Yoongi walks in the door, when you know for the rest of the evening he's all yours.
It's not that he's fireworks and chatter; mostly he's so quiet, unwinding after a busy day. Just being near him lights you up inside, gives you a serenity you can never know without him being close. It's like the breaths you take aren't full when he's away, like the smiles you smile are incomplete somehow.
Just lying next to him is your favourite place in the world. It's him that creates the warmth in your soul, him that fills you full of love and keeps the fire burning in your eyes. If that isn't happiness you don't know what is, so you will let it be your own definition, the one you keep with you always.
You think about this laying down next to the man in question, sifting your fingers through his soft and light locks. He can only hum in pleasure, his soft smile growing every time you push your hand back into his hair.
Then all of a sudden, as if out of the blue, he laughs. It's a sound you haven't heard in a thousand years and it's a sound you would wait another thousand to hear. He leans close, your breaths mingling.
He kisses you.
Short and sweet.
"I love you," he tells you, "I love you."
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