- Bro... I heard you went to check up before your promotional activity and so on... but seriously that you didn't adk for a surgery? You look so dazzling that it's disturbing and disgusting, because instead of my wife I want to look at your skin, glowing and perfect... tell me what have you done?
- Since you are so interested... in certain region of África there is a belief or tradition about a holly water that...
I couldn't continue because Baika interrupted me and blushing so hard she left the table with an apology, that my parents reconogized it was my fault because she revolted in reaction to my story... she told me that tale... How I would tell him?... hey! when my wife spends certain experiences with me, I magically look so good that seems like a magical enchantment.
It's true that there exist a culture that men had to learn how to pleasure a woman enough to obtain a liquid and noticeable reaction from a woman during their sex experience together and that is expected to receive that significant effect when couples are together that they call that female reaction "holly water" and they think that would bring all kinds of good things to their lives.... they believe in pleasure... I couldn't believe her but it's true it's real.
I'm not telling that I consider myself so amazing, but she really needs so little to be pleased with me that I really don't get tired or annoyed when we are together. Before was so terrible to endure my relationships but now it's all a blessing and I am not even sure if I really obtained that magical result from her, because I am so caught in the moment that can't do anything different from feeling my share of pleasure.
- tell me before she returns - my brother hushed and the rest at the table faked not being interested but stopped eating to hear clearly.
- sex... when Baby and I are together... ahhh hurts... mom! - I couldn't say more with my mother pulling my ear.
My family almost collapsed hearing that little and then explained about that African culture... that I tried to not be so clear at the table. When Baika returned, felt more embarrassed than before because they looked at her as if my wife was an alien.
- You couldn't tell that it was a new lotion and gift him anything from Olive's stores ?.... certain lies are allowed... goodness I'm sorry for not stopping him from saying nonsense - Baika apologized to my family for the unfortunate thing we decided to talk about on our dinner.
- I suppose it's normal on your culture to so experienced.... - my future sister in law said.
When my brother arrived suddenly with a new girlfriend and the marriage dropping out of his mouth... I couldn't believe he abandoned his ex so easily, she was a good girl that we all learned to appreciate. Now Baika was seated in front of her for the first time and I can tell that isn't going to be nice.
- Watch your mouth because she is a formal member of this household - my mother suddenly retorted. My brother had an affair, his relationship with his ex was excellent but was long enough to make him feel that everything was pure routine.
- I'm the one carrying the future of this household - she says.
My wife came with a little fan in her hand, interrupting the tense ambiance.
- sorry for leaving so suddenly... hope I didn't missed anything important... oh your glass it's empty - she served my father a little more of what he was drinking.
- oh thanks, please accompany me tonight, feels like the night will go well for it.
- just a little... oh it's sweeter than expected - she said pleasing my father to take a sip of the same beverage as him.
- ah, little one, that means that you don't have regrets tonight - my father smiled
- I try to do my best everyday on everything I do, there is nothing to regret just hoping to do better tomorrow - she says looking at me that drank the rest of her glass to see if it was sweet as she said.
- no bad, dad... why are you having one different every night, dad? - I asked
- to help, see if they choose one good to be served in the wedding reception.
- oh... she has a very fine tongue to someone that varely touched alcohol, do you like this one love?
- yeah... think would be even better eating things like pickled cucumbers or radish... maybe tuna... Can this be a Japanese style one? - I looked at the information in the bottle and it was Cheongju (청주) a clear liquor similar to soju but also the most similar to the sake that is so popular in Japan.
- Eh? How did you noticed?- I asked surprised.
- umm? Reminds me the one we had on Jin's restaurant... in one outing with the girls... was so popular and we ended so drunk because it's easy to have it while eating... it's a Japanese restaurant - I remember that night, Jin's brother called us because they were all really drunk... it was one of those nights that I was expending the night composing my album with my friend and producer before she was kidnapped.
- the woman has so many talents but it's your dirty secret, so we decided that she can't be on the ceremony but you have an important role being his one and only brother.
- okay... - said my wife before anything could be said.
- but love... - tried to negotiate with her
- it's their wedding, let them choose what they want for that special occasion... next time you organize something you would understand that you have the right to choose who can go.
- That never was a problem before - I commented filling my glass to the brim and drinking it all... suddenly my beverage was hard to drink.
- see? She accepted easily - says that woman again, what kind of woman he wants to be tied towards? I looked at Geumjae, my brother, how he dared to agree on that?
Geumjae's P/V:
I know that Baika was important to him, never understood why he would like her, yeah she was sweet and caring but it took me a while to trust her and was happy to see the content on his eyes, when Yoongi talked about her. That was the most important to me, that even on the hardest moments he will be so happy at the mention of her... nothing can banish the joy she brings to his life.
I wanted that happiness too, and that way is how I started a new relationship, damaging the previous one severely. Not realizing that the fact would change my life, and that I am responsible for the ugly end of my long term relationship.
Now I will be the head of my own little house, without counting anyones support, my brother never denied it, he didn't asked me anything important just wanted to know if I was happy, that was enough for him.
I stayed in silence observing her and him, Yoongi was irritated because he obviously wanted to bring her over and she was taking it easy. Was a bad idea to bring her to meet my parents before I clearly ended up with my old girlfriend, she firmly said her intentions were to be my wife as soon as possible and now we came up with the notice that she might be pregnant and that Baika shouldn't be present in that important part of my life.
- I wish you the best, I will respect your wishes - she says, my father was making her drink a little bit more and she didn't refused either.
- I don't know what exactly happened to take that decision, it's unacceptable... son... would you like to go alone to his wedding after you legally get married? Because that is what you are asking to your brother to do - my father comments
- But they are hiding their relationship... how are we going to explain it? - my girlfriend said clearly.
- Yoongi had a previous situation and we are respecting it, isn't like he decided arbitrarily to have a secret life... I am very aware of all the details and decisions he takes for us and he is constantly asking anything to ensure that our circumstances are not going to damage our relationship. Geumjae is very important for Yoongi, probably was waiting for him to announce the compromise to compensate him for all the support... I am right? - she asked to my younger brother and he just nodded and hold her hand.
- Yoongi, you are my brother and obviously would like to have her there by your side, but you are a celebrity if she is there... you would do anything to be with her. Our family will understand but you know most of the guests are going to publish their videos and photos everywhere, even if we asked for discretion and to not interrupt trying to meet you in person.
- mom... - Yoongi pouted like a baby to our mother
My mother just patted his head and Baika filled his glass, that's rare to see she usually doesn't like to see him drinking much , but probably sense that he will be more difficult if he doesn't drink a little bit more. Yoongi is just like my father and it's difficult to negotiate with him at first.
- Anything else that we have to hear about the wedding? - my father asked obviously opposed to the idea since Yoongi invited us to his secret celebration and we decided to not go. My parents because of their health and I... I always thought they would not last, but they did, anytime together they look so dazzling... as if nothing bad ever happened.
My future wife was annoyed, I didn't talked about the relationship between my brother and Baika until she was present as a formal member of my family, but as she saw that I wanted an empty place next to Yoongi... we had a big discussion (Baika wasn't just starting a relationship with my brother) and to end it, I agreed to leave Baika out of wedding reception and ceremony... because I couldn't get her any reason to have her there in the same table (Yoongi will take a seat next to her not matter what).
Baby's P/V:
Yoongi was so content before the notice, that I didn't know how to help him. I don't have high expectations about the wedding and their relationship, the way he did things... he cheated on his previous woman, he hardly acepted me becoming a Min member or that Yoongi's money is algo my money (probably doesn't believe that I'm more rich than him) and now was hurrying things... I don't know if this girl was going to treat him right, my first impression of her it's that I am not her cup of tea.
- Beautiful... can we retire? It's getting late - Yoongi asked directly. His gestures told me that he was really annoyed already and maybe a little tipsy or horny... sometimes I can't tell.
- Help me finish sooner then, here wipe the table - I smiled.
- okay...
- See? She makes him clean up... isn't she jobless? You should be grateful to me, I treat you like my king - I heard her saying to my brother. This is our apartment, can't she just shut up? Yoongi will explode at this rate.
His phone sounded and he looked where he left it. I finished everything quickly and stayed close to him, as he hummed over the phone.
- Love... tomorrow's is the 22nd of April
- And? It's an important date? I mean we are supposed to travel but...
- My manager It's confirming the flight... are you coming with me?
- Yes... why are you worried about it? I haven't changed my mind... I will travel.
- Did you heard? ... mmm....mmmm...
Yoongi suddenly blurted that he loves me and took me to our room, locking the door behind us. Kissing me, must be so happy because I wasn't changing my mind, the doctors would keep me going to the hospital to see that I was doing fine at home, I wasn't totally restored but gaining weight has been one of my hardships my entire life. I haven't gone out much, but probably overseas my sense of danger will learn to stay cool having strangers around.
- Yoongi your family may hear us.... mmmhmmm goodness.... Yoongi - I don't know how he managed to take away part of my pijamas
- But I can't wait more... for this - he lifted me as we kissed, I said that it was dangerous that I would walk but he just pushed me over the mattress.
- though you wanted a shower first.... hey... look at me.
- I wanted to be at home earlier, but Jimin made me buy him a new cell phone, I don't know what is wrong with him, I saw his presentation and keeps taking my time... did you had time to talk with Jungkook?
- Maybe Jimin misses you, since I came back, you only left my side to work.... I know that time is running against me. I don't know what to say, Jungkook it's an adult... I don't know why Hoseok it so worried to tell me to talk with him.
- Still... I would like to know, when it happens - I felt his heart beating like crazy. He reached out the lighting to leave something varely enough to see each other.
I kissed him and turned us over, asking him why he was so worried. He feels that it's his fault, a few things that happens to me... also is worried about his baby brother.
- Jungkook is drinking and smoking... getting more tattoos and piercings... maybe he will tell you what's on his mind, he doesn't want to talk about it with us, any of us... woah...love you are so beautiful.
- how you can tell? Do have eyes in your hands... I can't see you.
- you want to see me? Uh? Perverse girl...- Yoongi put some ambiance lighting
- Ice cream? Yoongi what do you have in mind exactly? - I was surprised.
- uh?... nothing really... I am a little drunk... this will help me because I feel like I am burning from inside.
- I told you to not stole food from my plate, you know that nothing is spicy enough for me.
- it was tasty, I feel hot now not while eating... I like spicy too.
- Have your ice... I will take a shower, tomorrow we will be hurrying to not leave anything forgotten - I sighed... I can't tell when Yoongi wants something or it's teasing me.
- mmm... babe... give me a bath - said when I moved towards the bathroom.
- I can't understand you tonight... finish that quickly, I will prepare for the prince.
- babe... - he came waddling to hug me made us swing a little bit
- ...mmm... Yoongi... - loved when he acted this way. He dances with me to turn me around and hugged me again but this time we could see each other.
- tonight... would you like...mmm...I can wait...but yesterday... you... I would like... mmm?
Yoongi is so cute, I know that he could easily have the same answer from me without asking but we needed to learn again how to touch, how to please each other because that is what time does, we changed and recovering the intimacy took us longer than expected. Yesterday was like... finally breaking the ice between us and that is why I was so embarrassed that he will say to others that we had it.
We are married but he was scared to propose anything afterwards my nightmare, that how I decided to call it because I want to forget those days but I wasn't recovering easily.... emotionally I wasn't ready to be confident on myself.
- Yoongi...amor... I don't even like what I see in the mirror, how can I be comfortable... It took all my courage to take an opportunity, glad that everything worked finally - I was struggling.
- I didn't wanted to force you... I didn't know how to approach you... but fortunately you kept me closer, at the hospital you wouldn't rest if I wasn't around.
- I felt safe knowing you were there, even better whe I could have you closer, as we are now.
SUGA'S P/V:
It's been days since I had a dream that I can clearly remember... I dreamed of a wedding reception and ceremony but someone came to interrupt, like on any American film. My wife on a red dress and black heels came to my mind, drunk showing her beautiful skin with a deep V on the back of her dress and showing her long legs every time she moved and take a seat.
Probably my dream was a mix between the wedding reception of my brother and being able to have sex with my wife and that we had some alcohol during dinner. She was the bad girl of my dreams, and I liked it too.
The rest...I don't really know what exactly made imagine what happened in my dream but I was glad to find her by my side, naked and tangled with me. I checked the time, it was early to be awake but actually wanted to be the reason for her to open those amazingly brown eyes today.
I remember perfectly well what we have been talking about lately, now that people started to give us some time to talk and that we finally found out that we wanted to be together because our love was intact after the long separation and the changes it brought.
- Yoongi... - she said, I was glad to be the first thing on his mind when I touched her. Baika only sleeps when I am around her, she tried to rest meanwhile I was working but everyone told me that she couldn't stay with her eyes closed more than a few minutes. She was tired but would suddenly open her eyes and check who was in the room with her.
I was coming back to her no matter if she was on the hospital or at home and she would smile and welcome me to rest alongside me, in my arms. She was on better spirits when she could rest, would start smiling and being more comfortable answering questions about the time she passed out and lost.
The hardest moments she would tell first to me and then would write it down for the police officer that came from time to time to get more details about the criminals. Even if she didn't had problems to figure the complete extent of it she clearly said that most of the time she was tired and hungry, that couldn't tell which time it was or where she was but would even draw what came to her mind, even the faces that she remembered.
Baika accepted the mental help but doctors where surprised that she was so collaborative to talk the coherent of her speech and the honesty to say when she didn't had an answer or when she doesn't remember something. Also clearly asked to not be left alone or to have us around during her sessions, sometimes she was rude because being alone with the doctors was more stressful to her than having to share her experiences in front of us.
- mi amor... I am so tired to open my eyes.... ven... mein Schatz...뽀뽀해줘 (bbo-bbo hae jweo)- again mixing up languages but fortunately, early in the morning she will say more or less the same, love or darling, come closer and give me a kiss or that she is tired... anything alike every day.
- I'm not Yoongi - I said changing my voice but she got suddenly scared and looked at me
- goodness... don't ever do that again.... my poor heart.... I think that I am not ready for jokes... so relaxed that I was a second ago.
- so sorry... forgive me beautiful.
- don't worry.... but don't repeat it please.... it's time? I really didn't heard the alarm.
- it's early... I wanted to be the one awakening you.... I am sorry it was a joke, sorry babe.... how stupid... - she stopped my mouth with a finger and then scared tried to touch me.
- don't apologize...please...Yoongi don't be distant again....- she says so I did the opposite, even if I was sorry for scaring her.
I kissed her, I touched, I was possessive... my bad side missed her too and I was angry... for not having enough of her, for not being able to do good enough.
- I felt so lonely... - I blurted without thinking
- I missed you too, take me...please - she remembered how to blow up my barriers, she knows how to make me go insane. Her tongue in my skin, that smile on hers lips... How she likes to make me forget how to be nice.
Forgotten everything... I just wanted her, I angrily pushed the bedside table to stop the noise... I was burning, I needed my lover back, my equal, my rival... the one that is fire and melts to my touch, the one that is not scared... I couldn't have enough but at some point I decided that we couldn't spend the day in my bed.
She didn't said anything, not even good morning to my family, she didn't opened her mouth as we skipped the breakfast and left the apartment on whatever she left ready yesterday.
- the beach route - I said to the first staff member that came to drive us when I called
- Now? - he asked and I stopped suddenly and Baika couldn't stop in time she was running after me as I pulled her around because I wasn't letting her go anywhere alone or freely.
- I'm not in the mood to be nice, if it's too early for you, go cry to your mom.... we'll have time to eat something there - to the mention of doing a stop for breakfast, made him start to work and presure others to be ready.
Baika was wearing something too light for today's weather but I couldn't find the will to say something about it. She feels confident on those and comfortable to travel so I wasn't going to kill her mood.
- Jiminshi is calling... my ears ring with that melody, take it - she says
- beautiful... - but she ignored me... on the streets, if I want to have her closer, I would have to be the one exhibiting my interest on her.
📞- talk...mmm... yes I do... ah? No... I am hanging up... mmmmhmmm - I answered the call.... seriously what is wrong with him?
I promised to not tell anyone what he confessed to me and promised to do what he asked me lately... goodness give me patience...
- okay I am going to the store, Yoongi? - my manager asked. We parked close to the beach and the day was a little windy so nobody was around fortunately.
- coffe, Iced americano please... babe, what do you want for breakfast?
- caned tuna, pineapple and lemon juice, a lot of tuna actually, better if it says olive oil instead of vegetable oil.
- what a weird thing... - my manager says before asking everyone else what they want.
- your hair is a mess, aren't you cold? - I asked
- mmmm.... I am fine - she says sleeping soundly but somehow very alert... she was on automatic and that was dangerous on my opinion... I don't know if she would be able to travel safely on that condition... I thought she wouldn't be this way but I scared her in the morning, probably awakening the wrong side of my girl, that explains why she provokes that I am in this mood now.
- come on my lap, it will be more comfortable babe - cheap excuses... I just wanted to have her close to sneak my hands under her clothes.
- Ana, love... we are almost at the airport - I said to my wife that continued sleeping on my lap after eating. She needs to rest as much as possible and I couldn't stop touching her and having her wrapped around me. We stopped because we cannot enter the airport together and holding hands, but I really wanted to do it.
- okay - she said on my neck, licking and kissing me there.
- you will see you later... - she turns me on such much, but I was glad that her insane side was asking for mine and mine only.
I walked fast through the crowd and didn't stopped until I arrived to the waiting area for first class, where she was waiting with the hand luggage; she was in charge to carry it so I could enter and salute some fans without anything unnecessary in my hands.
- Did you called for my assistance? - I woman making her voice sound more feminine than necessary talked to me meanwhile I was eating during the flight.
- sorry... it's not me....
- I called....- my wife says, I bought all the best seats to have my crew with me and varely anyone from outside was close enough.
- oh, it's there any issue? - Suddenly her voice didn't sounded pleased to help.
- can I have some ice, please?... my drink is lukewarm and I really don't enjoy it that way.
- glasses with ice are for alcoholic beverages, sorry - looked at my soda full of ice but before I could say anything Baika asked for a bodka.
I looked at her surprised, but I realized later... alcohol in flights are bottled on small amounts so she just left the little bottle there until someone came taking the leftovers from the meals.
Someone was in trouble and my wife didn't needed to make an scene, just to show that same little bottle to the right person, she was fuming behind that kind smile and noticed that my wife didn't would cause an scene... was true innocence worried on what to do with the unnecessary item.
I smirked, her eyes meet mine and she didn't interacted with me noticeably but I fell like we shared too much a complex conversation without a word.
A few moves and I knew that it wasn't the only thing that woman made to spark her revel side, playing with the rules of the other she put her in trouble, and only I that was seated next to her new the entire story happened in flight as regular as any other I experienced before.
Baby's P/V:
My hubby... he was focused on not cause and scandal having me so close for hours and hours, when the only thing I really wanted was to spend that time enchanting him, to keep that special thing on his eyes. I don't know... it sparks inside him and his actions just go accordingly to his feelings most of the time (sometimes he has to restrain himself to not cause an issue becausehe is an Idol).
I, on my part tried to help him, most of his crew knew that we are seriously together, even teased him because he was being picky about small things; happens sometimes.... they also ask me go there and distract him enough to don't keep " adjusting things" over and over again.
-Hey beautiful... you are gorgeous on that dress... you are always perfect to see - Yoongi says
- liar... let's go, lets meet my family and eat something nice.
- but before that... - Yoongi kissed me once again,seems like he couldn't have enough of me as soon as we where left alone in our rooms.... but he was in mine all the time.
- Yoongi... please don't be distant, I know it's a cultural thing but if you want to kiss me, hold my hand or anything during the dinner... just do it, forget about the world and do whatever you want, to stay less nervous, for support, even if you think is time to leave... just be yourself without shame. If they don't understand, I don't mind.
- I'm nervous, we don't spend time with your family...I don't know if they really accept our relationship, even if they never said anything about being against it.
- they will love you... just like me... someone very important already loves you like crazy.
- so... you do love me....- he asked pouting
- you can't imagine how much... I know it's hard to have me back, I know... must not be easy to handle me.
- easy... beautiful... I am not a cherry pie either.
- I don't know... you make sense to me, well... most of the time.
- sometimes I don't even understand myself, mmmm I will show you how why we love going on tour, but first to be a good girl and visit your family.
- goodness if end drunk tonight.... I apologize in advance.
- mmmm... I will...willingly take care of you.
- I lo... Yoongi.... - he smiled, I almost blurted it, I know he was waiting to hear clearly those words exactly .
- seems I am doing something right.... mmm?
