Disguised Feelings • 𝙟.𝙟𝙠 ✓

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧

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"Home sweet home." I said as I successfully unlocked the door.

The usual scent of our house is nostalgic to me.

I dropped my shoulder bag and inhaled, closing my eyes to ease the tiredness I'm feeling.

Three hours of just seating and looking outside the window is the reason why my butt feels numb.

"Gosh that hurts." I whispered rotating my neck.

I felt two warm hands on my shoulder and by the scent and familiar feeling I could already recognize that it's Jungkook.

He began to massage my shoulders. I sat on the sofa eyes still closed. Jungkook also sat beside me, his hands doesn't leave my shoulders.

My attention is on his massages that I didn't noticed him placing soft kisses on my neck.

"You should take a nap don't worrey about our luggage I'll take care of them." He said.

"Okay, can you put little chicky in a container?" I said referring to the baby chick we found earlier.

"Yeah sure."

I opened my eyes and smiled while looking at him. I pecked his lips, his arm tightly hugged my waist.

"More." He said with a smile. I giggled and smack my lips unto his several times.

"I love you."

Cliché but I can really feel butterflies inside my tummy as I heard those beautiful words from my husband.

"I love you too." I said looking at him lovingly.

I pecked his lips one last time before heading to the guestroom. Where me and Jungkook is staying.

Funny how we are the owner of this house yet we're occupying the guest room.

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After hours of taking a nap I didn't opened my eyes yet wanting to feel the peacefulness that this room holds.

Unconsciously I began to meditate and reflect on what's happening because its seems to fast. I can't believe that I'll actually feel genuine love from my husband it feels surreal. Do I deserve this? I think so.

I opened my eyes and decided to ready something for dinner. As I stepped outside the room I smelled something burning.

I entered the kitchen and saw Jungkook struggling from flipping the pancakes my eyes averted to the already 'cooked' pancakes.

"Hey Jeon what are you exactly doing?" Making pancakes? it's almost night time.

"Hey love, I'm actually practising incase I wanted to cook breakfast for our little angels one day." Jungkook said. A smile stretched on my lips as the scene in front of me slowly melts my heart.

But I almost burst into laughter when I saw how dark his pancakes are.

"Damn Jeon, you've got a long way to go before you could perfect those pancakes."

"Yeah I guess..."

As I swallowed the pancake Jungkook was looking at me with his doe eyes and adorable look. Wanting to achieve a good job but obviously didn't.

Did he put salt? Let's hope his pancakes won't destroy my kidneys.

"It's actually not bad. It's just-- it's not pleasant to the eyes but I'll help you to make a more perfect one." I said kissing his cheeks.

"Are you hungry?" I asked him. He hugged my waist as his bunny smile made it's way to his lips.

"Mhm." He hummed.

"What do you want for dinner?"

"You." He said as he place wet kisses on my neck.

"Stop playing around, we'll have our sexy time later." I said and took out some ingredients from the cup board.

"I hope there's a little baby inside your tummy." He said caressing my stomach.

"I hope so too." I replied smiling from ear to ear.

"Now let me cook."

"Let me help you."

He indeed helped me to prepare all the ingredients that I'll be needing.

"Shit! This thing keeps on spitting oil." Jungkook exclaimed while he keeps on attacking the sizzling steak with his wooden spatula.

"That's because you're supposed to cover the pan with it's lid you dum-dum."

"Cut those onions for me hon." I told him and went to stir the Dak Gomtang (Korean chicken soup) that I was cooking.

After a while of washing the utensils we used I went to Jungkook to see how's he doing.

My eyes squinted when I heard him sniff and his eyes were teary.

"Hey what happend to you?" I asked glancing at the onions and Jungkook.

"They keep on torturing me." He said pointing his knife to the innocent onions. I sighed, realising that Jungkook and kitchen having hate and love relationship.

"Wash your hands, I'll do the cooking alright you look like a baby bunny getting a boo-boo." I ruffled his hair as he obliged to what I said.

I finished cooking and placed all the dishes on the plate.

Jungkook is smiling from ear to ear as the scent of the food in front of him invade his nostrils.

"Bon appetit." I said and did the chef kiss.

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