Servant

030

The sunlight was starting to illuminate the horizon. The sweet scent of the morning breeze and the calming tweets of birds reminds Jimin that it was yet another fine day.

After his small fight with Jungkook yesterday, the younger brought him to a place he's never been before. Now, here he was, standing on the balcony of the said property. An ancestral house. Jungkook informed him yesterday that they bought this property after marriage. Jimin remembered none of that but was nonetheless amazed by the beauty of the house and its surroundings.

They were literally surrounded with different kinds of plants. Greens and flowers of different colors, you name it.

Their dog, Cookie, was busy running on the garden in circles.

It must have really been a long time since he had a fun time like this. Jimin thought as he made a mental note on taking Cookie for a walk later.

Later.

Well, that's because he needs to take care of his big baby Kookie first who was still sleeping soundly on the bed not too far away from him. 

Jimin couldn't help the fit of giggles from slipping out of his mouth as he took in the younger's sleeping form. Jungkook's arms were all sprawled out like that of a starfish's. His hair were sticking out in all directions and prints from the crease of the pillow decorated half of his face. His husband's lips were also parted adorably as little puffs of breath came out.

With careful steps, Jimin went to Jungkook. It took a lot of effort not to wake the younger up as he stole a quick kiss on Jungkook's still parted lips.

Not having a morning breath was one of the things he envied Jungkook of. Actually, everytime he kissesㅡ okay well, steal kisses from his husband, he would always smell his minty breath. And Jimin swears to God, it smells really good and addicting.

And to tell you honestly, he feels like a complete pervert just now (ಥ﹏ಥ). This is what Jungkook makes him.

But does he regret marrying him? Hell no.

Coz who cares? Jungkook is his husband. All his. And he can kiss or hug or uhm.. you k-know, fuc-, NO. S-se, no- that's not the right word either.

Oh yes. Make l-love to him whenever he want to. Period, no erase.

So with another set of careful steps, Jimin left Jungkook in the room.

While heading to the kitchen to prepare for a breakfast, Jimin made a mental note of Jungkook's favorites. Banana milk aside, that is because when did Jungkook NOT drink his banana milk?

So with a quick and deliberate self-discussion as to what menu he should go for, he chose Japanese Rice Omelette with Bacon and let's forget, banana milk on the side.

Breakfast in bed also sure sounds just right.

A small blush crept into his cheeks as he realized something.

Was he trying to impress Jungkook?

Wellㅡ there's nothing wrong with that because again, why not? They're husbands. They should do this once in a while right? Husbands do these sort of things.

Okay, so much for defending himself.

He just wants reward kisses alright? Now, scram all of you who thinks he's being cheesy.

Butㅡ

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There's an existing problem.

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