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Chapter 6

3rd January, Sunday

“You’re full of surprises, baby.” Jimin kissed Jungkook’s nape, causing the other to shiver in his hold. They were lying on the bed, Jungkook’s back pressed flush against Jimin’s chest. “So beautiful, talented, and all mine.”

Jungkook hummed pleasantly as Jimin littered kisses along his shoulder, nuzzling his neck. He rubbed his face on the soft pillow, inhaling the fresh scent of the fabric conditioner he loved so much, and burrowed further under the covers.

“Is my baby awake?” Jimin cooed at him, sucking at the outer shell of his ear.

Jungkook hummed in his throat. His voice was a mixture of a whine and moan. He’d slept shirtless last night after a quick shower, which now allowed Jimin to explore his smooth skin. The older continued to suck his skin softly.

The youngest stretched his limps with a soft hum, relishing the warmth radiating from Jimin’s body and the softness of sheets. His eyes fluttered open to the bright room, slowly adjusting to his surroundings.

“Good morning, hyung.” He turned in Jimin’s arms, burying his face into his soft t-shirt.

These types of slow mornings were new to Jungkook, but he relished them nonetheless. Jimin often left early for work, so this was only the third time he was woken up like this. These were his favorite mornings Jungkook decided. Well, anything Jimin did was his favorite.

“My baby worked so hard yesterday.” Jimin kissed the crown of his head. “Hyung made your favorite breakfast. Is my baby hungry?”

Jungkook hummed again, his stomach growling in response but he made no move to get up. “Five minutes,” he mumbled, throwing a leg over Jimin’s hip and hugging his tighter.

Jimin chuckled. “Anything you want, baby.” He settled comfortably, both lying down in silence.

Yesterday was a busy day for Jungkook. He wasn’t expecting to start the New Year with something like this. Well, for the majority of the part, he started the year with a bang. He’d finally had his most anticipated first time with the person he loved dearly. And it turned out to be much better and exceeded all his expectations. He also received the most romantic proposal.

Jungkook had stayed awake until midnight, gushing to Taehyung as they snuggled under the sheets with a cup of hot cocoa and tons of snacks. The youngest didn’t know when he had drifted off before they were both woken up by a disheveled Yoongi, saying something urgent has come up.

They hadn’t even bothered to ask what or where before throwing on the first clothes they found and grabbed their things, their bodies working on autopilot. Getting a call from Cybercrime was normal for JJK and Vante. And Yoongi had woken them up more times in the past than he could count in the ass o’clock for things like this.

Jungkook was still feeling a little groggy when their car slipped into the huge driveway of the Park Corporation. Taehyung shook him awake, quickly giving him a rundown of news that was just relayed to him.

From there, it was all a blur. This wasn’t the first rodeo for Jungkook or Taehyung. Tae was the first to dip his feet into the hacking pool during high school. The youngest who always looked up to his best friend soon followed and found it was something he was not only good at but also enjoyed it.

Jungkook was pissed to learn that someone even dared to mess with the security system he had built. That project was his baby. It was one of the best of all programs he’d developed. There was no way anyone could have to override the security features without inside help. It was how he built it.

Probably the person who messed with them wouldn’t have expected the JJK to step in when they decided to fuck with his firewalls. It was their first mistake. Jungkook was protective of his things; he was even more possessive of Jimin. When something bothered Jimin, the youngest was determined to see it through.

He had no time to offer comfort or assurance to Jimin who looked lost. But when their gazes locked, he noticed the relief flooding his features and that was enough. An unspoken understanding had settled between the two. It took over five hours, but Jungkook had done it with the help of Taehyung and the others.

It had taken even more time to track down the culprit, but when Jungkook set his sight on something he always got it. He’d returned home shortly after recovering the lost money and securing their servers because the rest was easier to do in his home office which had all the setup he needed.

He’d barely rested and after hours of chasing tails, they did it. They found who did it. It didn’t come as a surprise to learn Hwang was an accomplice. The police were off to find the hacker who helped Hwang. His ex-manager was now in police custody and he will reap what he sowed.

As for Jungkook, his beloved fiancé had drawn a comforting bath before giving him a back massage and lulling him to sleep. Of course, he’d treated Jungkook to his favorite meal too and Jungkook had one of the best night’s sleep.

“Come on, baby. You can sleep more after eating,” Jimin softly coaxed.

“It’s so comfortable in here.”

“I know that’s why I brought it here. How about you eat in bed and sleep to your heart’s content?”

Jungkook cracked one eye open. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Jimin kissed his nose, untangling their limbs and sitting upright.

Jungkook rubbed his eyes with a yawn and followed suit. Jimin placed the food tray in his lap. His mouth watered at the sight of breakfast that included a vegetable omelet, tofu with seasoned soy sauce, rice cooked with red and black beans, radish kimchi (kaktugi), and Korean coleslaw.

“You made this?”

“Not really. I asked our chef to cook and send it over,” Jimin said. “I have to head over to the office for a meeting in an hour. Taehyungie is still asleep. Yoongi hyung said he wouldn’t wake up anytime soon, so I left his breakfast on the fridge.”

Jungkook hummed munching on the tofu. “It’s so good,” he said after swallowing. “Did Hwang give out names?”

Jimin shrugged. “He gave a few names, but I’m not familiar with it. Police talked to dad this morning. He doesn’t know them either.”

“He must be planning this for a long time,” Jungkook mused. “The virus they uploaded is an advanced version. Meaning they’ve tried it before. Tried and failed.”

Jimin’s features darkened at that. “Yeah.” He ran a hand over his face and then chuckled. “They wouldn’t have expected you to step in. Must have thought they could get away with the money.”

Jungkook shrugged. “I wasn’t going to sit back when they mess with my things. And it was fun.” He grinned more awake now that he was eating.

Jimin just kissed the side of his head. “It was a pleasant surprise. Once again, how did I get so lucky?”

Jungkook smiled, heat creeping onto his cheeks. “Shut up! We both got lucky.”

18th January, Monday

Sungmin-ssi had told him to pack and move whenever he was ready. He had also arranged for a new programmer to take Jungkook’s place once he moved to the R & D.

His personal office had turned out great and the guys in the R & D team were excited to have him on board. The youngest loved it there. The guys were all friendly and easy-going. Jungkook could see himself making friends and getting along in the near future, unlike his previous department.

Jimin had given him one of the biggest offices in the department and even let him customize to his taste. So that was what he’d be doing for the rest of this week.

Jungkook was clearing his desk and sorting out the projects he was working on to give his successor a necessary handover when Yunho, Lee, and Chao came to his place.

“Hey Jungkook, I heard you’re moving to R & D,” Yunho beamed, his voice cheery and excited.

Jungkook lifted a brow.

“Yeah, congratulations man!” Lee clapped on his shoulder.

“You know whatever we said before was just for fun, right?” Chao said. “I mean we’re friends, man.”

“Friends don’t bully or look down on the other.” Jungkook glared at them. He may be an introvert but he could be bitchy when he wanted to be and especially to people who looked down on him. But then being together with Jimin had given him a certain level of self-confidence and courage.

“We never meant to hurt you.” Lee rubbed the back of his neck. “It was only for fun, man. No hard feelings, right?”

“Yeah, no hard feelings, Jungkook,” Yunho echoed their words.

“Calling me a faggot and mocking me for not having a boyfriend, dumping all your works on me, having no respect for my privacy. You’re not only a bad influence for a friend but also the worst example for a colleague.”

“Come on, man. Don’t say that. We’re sorry you know. We didn’t think you’d take it this way,” Yunho apologized.

Jungkook shook his head. “I don’t want your half-assed apologies.” He didn’t even meet their gaze as he continued to sift through the files in his cabinet. “You’re here because you saw me with the CEO. Your words hold no sincerity so, it’s meaningless to me. Stop wasting my time.”

“What? We–”

“Jungkookie?”

Jungkook lifted his head at the familiar sound and an involuntary grin lifted his features. Jimin was exiting Sungmin’s room after their morning meeting.

“Are you busy this afternoon?” Jimin asked, his gaze briefly sweeping over Yunho and his minions. He looked crisp and fresh in his Saint Laurent suit, blond hair deeply parted and swept away from his face. Mina who stood behind him gave him a friendly smile.

“No, I’m just moving my things today.”

“Good. Mom cooked us lunch and bringing it herself. I’m heading out for a meeting and won’t be back until one-thirty. Can you receive her and show her to my office? If possible stay with her until I’m back.”

“Sure, hyung. But why is she bringing you lunch? She shouldn’t be standing on her feet for too long.”

Jimin ran a hand through his hair. “Why don’t you tell her that?”

“I’ll have a word with her today.”

Jimin gave him a salute. “Good luck with that.” He chuckled before pivoting on his heel with a wink. He paused at the elevator, twisting his upper torso. “Oh, Jungkook-ah, I’m heading out to Japan tonight. My schedule was just finalized. Can you pack my bag for two days once you get home?”

“Sure, hyung.”

The thing was Jimin left briefly on Saturday night and showed up with two of his big suitcases later, claiming Jungkook’s home was closer to the office, which was. Just like that, he moved in taking half of Jungkook’s closet and who was Jungkook to complain. The youngest loved it more. Jimin’s mother was feeling much better and with things turning back to normal, Jimin moved out of his parent’s home again.

“You can take my car. Don’t forget to get the keys before you leave. I’ll ride with Namjoon hyung.”

“Okay.”

“Love you, baby.”

“Love you too.”

Just as Jungkook turned to address the three men waiting, he noticed several heads popping from their respective cabins. All of them shuffled back to work when they saw he was looking for.

Word had already spread that someone saw Jimin kissing Jungkook’s cheek in the office lobby on Saturday. No one knew the depth of his relationship with Jimin. At least until now. With Jimin showing up on his floor, acting all domestic, he had no doubt everyone will know now.

“Song Yunho, Lee Mark, Min Chao you’re requested at the HR’s office,” someone informed. Jungkook recognized the woman from HR department. She worked at the front desk and he met her twice; on the day of his interview and on the first day he joined.

Jungkook snickered, taking in the shocked expressions of his soon-to-be ex-colleagues. It turned out that Jungkook wasn’t the only person Yunho and his minions bullied during their tenure. The inquiry led by the HR department brought out more complaints against the trio and as a result, they’ll be facing severe consequences for their actions.

“I see that you’re being summoned,” he said to the trio. “Perhaps it’s time to reflect upon yourself and learn from your mistakes. Be a better human.” With that he went back to packing and sorting, leaving the baffled men in their spot.

***

Few months later...

Fights were a normal thing in a relationship. Jimin and Jungkook were no exception. They fought often, but made up almost immediately.

It was one such day in the Park-Jeon household. Jungkook was frustrated that Jimin was barely paying any attention while he was talking and was always on phone even at the breakfast table. Was it too wrong to ask him to keep his phone aside for just ten minutes?

When Jungkook was in the right, he never reached out first. He was too stubborn for that. Jimin on the other hand had little to no time to deal with domestic fights. They had once again gone without talking an entire day. Jungkook was still fuming. He didn’t even receive a simple sorry text.

Ugh!

When they began dating, Jimin made sure to spend all the time possible with him. But with their first-year anniversary approaching, things seemed to fizzle down a bit. They haven’t had sex in a month. The youngest can’t blame Jimin solely for that. They had both been busy.

Jungkook was close to a breakthrough with his latest project while Jimin was busy with his latest business expansion. They were also preparing for their move to the US. When they arrived home, they hardly had any energy left and ended up cuddling or sometimes knocked out before the other partner even came to bed.

The phone rang as if sensing Jungkook’s need to vent. Taehyung’s name flashed on the screen. Jungkook swiped his finger across the screen, launching straight to the ranting session. He didn’t even wait for Taehyung to say hello.

“Jungkook-ah, why don’t you sit with him and talk?”

“You think I didn’t try that?”

“Really? When did you do that?”

Jungkook sighed, raking his brain. He didn’t. In his defense, he was busy. Both were busy.

“Listen, sweetie, Jimin is a human and he’s in a position with more responsibilities. Before you argue with me again, I’m not taking sides. I’m just telling you what I see. You know how you get when you’re working on something. You shut the entire world out and you barely eat or sleep. The same goes for him. You both are the worst case of workaholics I know.”

Jungkook tugged at his bottom lip, letting Taehyung’s words sink in.

“I’m sure, you’re dropping hints to him, but he can’t read your mind, Jungkook-ah. Sometimes you just need to lay it out. And instead of just complaining, why don’t you do something relaxing for you both?”

“For that, he has to be home. I don’t even know when that is,” Jungkook griped.

“When you started dating, you’d cook lunch and take it to his office so that he wouldn’t miss his meals. On the days he works late, you’d stop by every evening and order dinner to eat with him before you leave.”

“Hyung…”

“Do you think your hyung and I don’t fight? This is normal for every couple, Jungkookie. If you want a smooth sailing relationship, one of you must take initiative. Instead of complaining that he isn’t spending time with you, why don’t you just visit him like you usually do? You both work in the same office, dammit. If he isn’t answering your texts, call him. If he isn’t answering your calls, visit him.”

“Why should I do this every time?” Jungkook grumbled. He still wasn’t ready to give up.

“Relationship isn’t about who does it first or who does it every time. It’s a two-way road. Before you stop me again, I know it was Jimin who’s reaching out to you every time you both fight. So, stop pouting.”

“I’m not pouting.” His lips jutted out, hating that Taehyung was always right.

“Sure, Jan.”

Jungkook sighed dramatically, the fight leaving his body and mind. “So what do you suggest that I do?”

“Well, you can just call him. Ask him if he’ll be home for dinner.”

“He’s busy…”

“Stop giving me that bullshit and just call him first.”

“What if he says he will be late?”

“Then you go to him.”

“What if he yells at me?”

“Has he ever turned you down?”

“No.”

“Has he ever complained when you show up to his office unannounced?”

“No.”

“Then stop bullshitting and go.”

“Fine.”

“Oh, Jungkookie…”

“Yeah?”

“Go prepared.”

“Shut up.” He pressed his lips together.

“Come on, makeup sex is the best. And I know you aren’t getting any for a month now. Just go and get that dick.”

The youngest disconnected the call with an exaggerated huff. The idea sounded good. But weren’t they fighting? Well, at least he was yelling and Jimin was just listening before hurrying out with his phone pressed to his ears.

He threw the phone on the bed and plopped down unceremoniously staring aimlessly at the ceiling. Jungkook still remembered their biggest fight a few months ago. It started as a simple argument. Things only worsened because Jimin was on a business trip and they stopped talking for a week. Jimin had been under a lot of stress during that time and it didn’t help it was the first time they spend apart after being together for over six months.

The time they spend together was limited and they barely saw each other every day despite living in the same household. Jimin came home late and left early. He barely responded to texts and his responses were always late. The youngest had terribly missed him and it led to a stupid argument. Jungkook ended up ghosting Jimin.

It was the eighth day when Jimin came back. He’d not even given a chance for Jungkook to speak when he stormed into his game room. He’d ripped off his headphones before crashing their lips together in a searing kiss.

Jungkook hardly had any time to comprehend what was going on before he was a moaning mess in Jimin’s arms. Fortunately, Jimin had unplugged his headphone before bending him right over his gaming desk. His body shivered at the memory, awareness shooting down to his cock.

“What was that baby? I didn’t hear you,” Jimin murmured against his neck, nibbling and marking his porcelain skin.

“W-wanna cum, hyung. P-please…let me cum.”

“Go ahead, baby. Make a mess.” Jungkook knew he’d regret soiling his gaming desk, but he didn’t care at the moment. Jimin was hitting his prostate dead on and that was all he could focus on.

He let out broken moans, hands gripping around the edge of the desk as Jimin continued to pound into him. Jungkook came untouched, a loud scream tearing out of his throat. Jimin followed shortly with a grunt and collapsed on his back, his chest pressed to his back.

“Never do that to me again,” Jimin whispered against his ear. “You have a problem with me, you don’t like something I do then you should come and yell at me. If I don’t listen, drag me by my collar and shake me until I pay attention, but never… never ghost me like that.” His fingers dug into his hip. “Do you know how worried I was? I had to call Taehyung every day to know how you were doing. If you ate anything or sleeping on time.”

Jungkook knew because Taehyung told him, but the youngest was secretly guilty for taking pleasure in the knowledge of Jimin suffering like that. He knew he was being petty and childish but he couldn’t help it. But now he saw Jimin again, he regretted ghosting him.

“I-I’m sorry, hyung.” With an orgasm already making him an emotional mess, Jungkook couldn’t help it. He’d turned in Jimin’s arms, burying his face into his neck. “I missed you so much, hyung.”

“I missed you too, baby.”

Jimin dragged him to their bedroom before fucking him into the mattress and at the end of the night, both made a truce to never go to sleep without making up.

Jungkook flushed at the memory. He ran a hand over his face before dragging his feet to the bathroom. He had no clue how this was going to go down, but there was no harm in trying, right? Pulling out one of the glass plugs from the cabinet, he cleaned with before stepping into the shower with a wistful sigh.

***

When Jungkook stopped by Jimin’s office one hour later, it was nine p.m. and Jimin was on a conference call with a look that said he wished to be anywhere but here. His head whipped to meet him when he approached and his face relaxed, a soft smile lifting his features as Jungkook set the takeaway bags on the table in front of him.

Fortunately, it was an audio call with Jimin humming every now and then as his gaze followed Jungkook. The youngest wordlessly unpacked the food, offering a pair of chopsticks, and almost melted when he noticed Jimin digging right away after he muted the mic.

They ate in complete silence, Jimin occasionally unmuting the mic to respond. Once they were done, Jungkook cleaned the table, taking the empty containers to the trash can and washing his hands in the ensuite bathroom.

When he came back, Jimin was still on the call. He thought of leaving or just waiting until the call was done, but another idea popped into his mind. He went to stand behind Jimin, placing his hands on his shoulders, and began massaging gently. Jimin glanced over his shoulders, his lips curving up as he turned to press a kiss on Jungkook’s hand before continuing with the call.

Jungkook diligently worked on the tension knots, drawing out a contented sigh, and felt the older going lax under his arms. Jimin’s eyes were closed, voice gentle as he spoke, offering his suggestion to whatever was being said.

The youngest felt bad for shouting at him in the morning. Tae hyung was right. He should behave more understandingly. He was glad he stopped by instead of waiting for Jimin to come home. Without thinking, he leaned forward, pressing his lips to the side of Jimin’s neck as an unspoken apology.

Jungkook waited to see Jimin’s reaction, who only tilted his head to give him more access. Happy to oblige, Jungkook continued to press soft kisses along his neck, trailing his nose along his sharp jawline and nipping at the skin under his jaw. Jimin sighed again, his lips parting silently as he let the youngest assault his neck with his lips.

Jungkook sucked the soft skin on Jimin’s neck, relishing the soft moan the older released. He lifted his head and noticed Jimin had muted the mic again. With a smirk curving one side of his mouth, he now placed open-mouthed kisses along his collar bone, fingers deftly unbuttoning Jimin’s shirt.

The youngest trailed his long fingers down his chest, tracing the taut muscles that clenched under his fingers. Jimin tapped on his hand twice as he unmuted the mic, talking to the people on the other side. Jungkook waited until he muted the call before sliding his hand down to palm Jimin’s semi-erect cock over his slacks.

Jimin threw his head back, spreading his legs for better access and Jungkook moved, turning Jimin’s chair around so he could kneel between his legs on the floor. He did a quick work unbuckling his belt and then unbuttoning his pant before freeing his hardening cock.

He ran his thumb over the slit that was leaking precum, spreading the liquid around his head and jerking it a few times. Jimin’s mouth fell open and his eyes shut, chest heaving as Jungkook finally wrapped his lips around his pulsing length.

“Fuck, baby!” Jimin hissed under his breath, fingers carding through Jungkook’s long strands of hair.

Jungkook took his time, twirling his tongue around the head of Jimin’s cock before pushing the entire length until it hit the back of his throat. He paused for a moment allowing his throat to relax before repeating the motion.

Jimin’s hips jerked, thrusting upward as he met Jungkook’s warm mouth. Jungkook paused when Jimin gripped and tugged at his hair. With Jimin’s cock still in his mouth, he watched as the older unmute the call, speaking to the people, voice slightly breathless and wavering. When his grip loosened again, Jungkook continued, bobbing his head up and down as he moaned softly.

Jimin was now moaning, his thrusts growing erratic. “B-baby…” he moaned, “W-won’t last long.”

But Jungkook just gripped Jimin’s thighs tighter and bobbed his head. Jimin groaned, his breath coming out in short pants as he came down Jungkook’s throat. The youngest swallowed it all, grabbing a tissue to wipe some of the cum that leaked down his chin.

Before Jimin could speak again, his attention was switched and he unmuted the mic, talking hurriedly to whatever was being said.

“Yeah, sure. Let’s catch up next week.” His gaze locked with Jungkook who was still on his knees. “Sure. Bye.”

Jimin ripped his headphones off, swooping down to crash his lips with Jungkook. Their movements were filled with urgency and desire. Jimin slipped his hand underneath Jungkook’s hoodie and the thin t-shirt, running his hand over his sculpted torso. Jungkook moaned into his mouth when his fingers grazed his nipple.

When they parted for breath, Jimin immediately latched onto his neck decorating his neck with an array of hickeys that would fade by the morning. Jungkook gripped Jimin’s shoulder gasping softly at a particular hard nip on his skin. He was painfully hard, hips involuntarily gyrating as he sought some sort of friction.

Jimin held his hip tighter, limiting his movements. “To the room,” he whispered against his neck, and soon they were both stumbling to Jimin’s small resting room with a bed. Being the CEO had its perks such as this. Jimin kicked the door shut, locking it before guiding Jungkook to the bed.

He stripped him in record time, pushing him to the bed. “You couldn’t wait for hyung to come home, could you?” Jimin crawled to the youngest, gripping his knees and spreading them apart. A satisfied smirk lifted a corner of Jimin’s mouth as he traced the butt plug. “So you came with a plan.” He bent forward, kissing Jungkook’s inner thigh as one of his hands snaked around Jungkook’s leaking cock.

Jungkook threw his head back, hands clutching at his own hair.

“I’m sorry, baby. Hyung’s been neglecting you all month, isn’t he?” Jimin peppered kisses all over his sensitive skin on the thigh before dragging his lips to his pelvic region. “I want to make it up to you tonight.” He lifted his head. “How many times do you think you can come for me, hmm?”

Jungkook’s throat constricted, his arousal hiking. “Y-your work?”

“All done for the day.” Jimin bent to kiss along Jungkook’s navel. “Tell me, baby. How many times?”

“T-two?”

Jimin cocked a brow. “Only two?”

Jungkook nodded. “I’m tired. J-just wanna cuddle with you after this.”

“Okay.” Jimin’s features softened before taking Jungkook in his mouth.

Jungkook loved the way Jimin used his mouth on him. He was a vision to behold and the sight alone was enough to make Jungkook cum. Pleasure shot from his core to the other parts of his body, his lower abdomen clenching with the telltale signs of a fast-approaching orgasm. It had been too long. He hadn’t even touched himself.

“I’m coming. Fuck! I’m—”

Jimin didn’t respond nor did he stop. He quickened his pace, twirling his tongue, and hallowing his cheeks to take him all in. Soon Jungkook was seeing stars, a scream stuck in his throat and his cock sensitive. He was only coming down from his high when he felt Jimin’s cock nudging his already prepped entrance.

Jungkook mentally thanked Taehyung as Jimin bottomed out. It didn’t take long before Jungkook was urging the elder to move.

“How do you want it, baby?” Jimin gritted his teeth as he rolled his hip.

“Hard and fast,” Jungkook panted, hands fisting around the sheets for purchase.

Jimin just delivered that, fucking into him hard and fast. He angled his hips a few times, trying to find his prostate but they’ve been having sex for too long so Jimin knew Jungkook’s body like the back of his hand. On the fourth try, he’d found his prostrate.

The room was filled with their grunts and moans, obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin, wet, squelching sound of Jimin’s cock sliding into Jungkook. Jimin grabbed his ass, lifting it off the mattress as he continued to ram into him.

Fuck!

No words were exchanged unlike their other times as they chased their orgasms. Jimin’s hand wrapped around Jungkook’s cock, jerking him in rhythm with his now erratic and sloppy thrusts. A few more thrusts and both came simultaneously, Jimin collapsing on top of Jungkook. The youngest wrapped his hands around Jimin, holding him tighter.

With their chests pressed together, heart beating as one they both panted, climbing down from the high. When Jimin pulled out after a few minutes, Jungkook just lay there, exhaustion already washing over him.

“Let’s just sleep here tonight. I’ll take you home in the morning, so we can shower and change,” Jimin was speaking from somewhere. Jungkook hummed sleepily. Shortly, he felt a wet cloth pressing onto his abdomen, gently cleaning the mess he’d made.

When climbed in after him and pulled the sheets over them, Jungkook turned to press his nose against Jimin’s chest. “We need to set some ground rules,” he murmured in a sleep-induced voice. “I hate fighting with you. I get it. You’re busy, but that’s no reason to ghost me for an entire day.”

“I’m sorry, baby.”

“I don’t want your sorries. Just promise me this…No phones on the breakfast table.”

“No phones,” Jimin agreed.

“And do not leave my texts unread for an entire day.”

“I know. I’m sorry and I’ll work on it.”

“No ghosting.”

“No ghosting,” Jimin kissed the crown of his head.

“I’ll add more later. Now I’m sleepy.”

Jimin chuckled. “Sure, baby. Good night.”

“Hyung…”

“Hmm?”

“Can we go somewhere for our anniversary?”

“Anything for you, baby.”

“Hmm. Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

Epilogue

~Two years later~

“Baby, can you release my phone please?”

“Nope.”

“Babe…”

“Nope.” Jungkook scrunched his nose. “You’re on vacation. All the other things can wait.”

“What if there is an emergency and I have to contact someone?”

“I’m right in front of you and you need no one else.”

“Come on, Jungkookie. This is not fair.”

“All is fair in love and war.”

Jimin cursed internally as he threw the now useless phone on the table with a pout and watched his husband marching toward the ocean with his surfboard. A sigh slipped out of his lips.

Being a perfectionist, when Jimin worked, he gave it all. The sense of time faded and he didn’t even realize he was overdoing things. But Jungkook knew how to ground him.

Being married to one of the top hackers in Korea had its perks as well as downsides such as this. The youngest had hacked into his phone and office system when he thought Jimin was overworking, rendered the devices useless until Jimin relented. Jungkook was too stubborn to give in and Jimin had no choice but to relent. No one else supported him, including his hyungs. They all thought it was funny.

Now they were on their mini-vacation in Saipan and Jimin just wanted to check his emails, but the youngest as usual had locked him out of his phone. The only feature he could use on his phone was the camera. He didn’t know how Jungkook did it. But was he complaining? Never.

With a smile, he jumped to his feet, determined to make the best out of this vacation.

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