Tyger Tyger Burning Bright✔️

Winter (Bear)

You dip the spatula into the bright, creamy orange liquid and raise it to your lips.

After a quick taste test, you splash a bit more fish sauce into the curry. With a few more stirs, you leave the pot to simmer and the flavors to blend.

Taking advantage of the moment, you speedily wash the dirty utensils and throw away the scraps of garbage. Taehyung would be home from work soon and you did not want your husband walking into a dirty space.

You untie the apron and rush into the bedroom. You stayed in pajamas today and just now found the motivation to change into proper clothes. You hop-jump and pull your black jeans up and slip the short-sleeve, polka dot blouse over your head. You curl your lashes and are swiping on a layer of bb cream when the front door clicks open.

"Hey hun! Welcome home, I'll be right out."

You fluff your hair once more and spring out into the living area.

He loosens his tie as he removes his jacket and hangs it on the cactus coat rack. He places his keys on the small dish and swaps his dress shoes for comfortable slippers.

"TaeTae," you beam and throw your hands around his neck.

"Hi kitten," he smiles, looping his arms around your waist.

He connects your mouths. "It smells delicious in here."

"The curry should be ready."

"No," he raises a sexy brow. "I'm talking about you."

You bite the corner of your lip.

"It's your ovulation week, right?" his eyes brighten.

You nod eagerly.

"Come on," he grabs your hand and starts dragging you into the bedroom.

You giggle and stop in your tracks. "Wait Taehyung, we should have dinner first. Aren't you hungry?"

"Yeah but I'm craving you," he smirks.

You shake your head. "Let me at least turn off the stove."

Before you can move, he speeds into the kitchen and turns off the flame, returning to lead you towards the desired destination.

Your back hits the mattress and he hovers above you, shifting between your thighs.

His fingers tangle in your waves and he's kissing you but the movements lack... presence.

Although his mouth feels decadently delicious, you can tell his mind is wandering.

You pull back and look up at him, examining his face. The stress lines and fatigue evident in his handsome features.

"Hey, what's wrong?" you whisper, brushing his hair back from his forehead.

"Noth- it's work." he admits, knowing you would see through his words.

"What happened?" you kiss his chin.

His body tenses. "It's not just one thing.. It's everything. Don't get me wrong, I'm super fortunate and grateful that Mr. Han gave me the promotion but I'm exhausted. I have so much to keep track off and I have to go in on Sunday to finish up some drafts for upcoming shoots."

He lowers himself and buries his face in your neck. "I'm so tired."

You rub his back, "You know we don't have to do this. Let's just have dinner and you can rest after."

"No," he grumbles. "Today is prime time."

You laugh lightly. "I'm not going anywhere Taehyung, we can literally have sex whenever."