SUGA'S POV

It has been two years since we got married and our relationship hasn't changed a bit. The constant bickering is something I've become so accustomed to that even some days without that make me feel so weird.

And today is one of those weird days. On my way back to home, I really miss her more than anything. A week without her seemed like an eternity but that is something inevitable we have to face due to our professions.

"Snap out of your monologue Hyung," Taehyung mocked. He was sitting beside me in the back seat and it was just him and me.

I glared at him once but he just laughed.

"Is Noona so intoxicating that even her thoughts make you drunk?" He smirked. It's been years and this teasing still effects me like thunder. I couldn't repeal my smile and I knew that I was blushing.

"Oh look, we've reached. Someone is happy!"

"Shut the fuck up! And have a safe ride further," I passed.

"You too," he said making me confounded till he added, "Have a safe ride."

I flicked my finger on his forehead, "Get your brain out of the dustbin, little idiot!" I quickly said and plunged out. The driver helped me with my luggage but I just gestured him to carry on, taking my bag from him. It was just a trolley bag anyway.

I walked on the pathway when my eyes intercepted the candles alluring the pathway.

"What the..." I blurted out, completely mesmerized by the view.

In that moment I left the bag in my hands and walked through the way with a contented smile, that was spreading in it's own accord.

Fuck. What's this?!

Throughout our relationship, we haven't done anything so lavish. We both are lazy as fuck. But now I think she deserves to feel what I am feeling right now.

I walked at at pace that finally led to a table in out garden. The entire ambience was graced by my wife whose back was facing me as she was setting out the table.

She was wearing an elegant black dress that was backless, just strings supporting it on her model-like body. Her magnetizing chestnut-brown hair were kept in front that gave me a revered view of her smooth back.

I gulped once walking up to her while she was so engrossed in settling the flowers. My hand contacted her back and I felt my skin on fire when it brushed against her velvety one.

She instinctively looked to the side and now we were just inches apart.

"Baby," I whispered.

"Hm," she hummed with a proud smile on her red-painted lips. Her aura was stronger than any drug compelling me to never let this moment go.

"You did this... For me?" I asked seductively and she looked back at the flowers on the table.

"No!" She said and laughed, "I have invited aliens from Saturn. They'll be here anytime. Get lost."

I rolled my eyes at her statement and she laughed more. Her clear laughter was riding over my soul, brightening each dull cell in my body and eventually making me laugh too.

Suddenly, her arms were wrapped around my neck. I encircled her and pulled her closer than what she originally was, almost trying to engulf her into me.

"I missed you, idiot," she mumbled. I felt levitating. This love, how did I became this lucky to have this love.

"I missed you too, love," I said and she chuckled at the nickname.

She parted and pouted, her finger on her lips, asking for a kiss.

From when was she so cute?

I puckered out my lips and leaned in but before they could taste her strawberry gloss, she pushed me back by her palm on my forehead. Now this wasn't funny and she was giggling.

"Go and wash your face," she laughed and I sighed.

"What's this for?" I asked.

"For aliens from Saturn."

I clicked my tongue and closed my eyes in frustration. Sometimes, she really pisses me off, "I am going to sleep."

She looked back at me and her smile dropped. That instantly made me guilty.

"Ahh... You must be tired," she said, eyeing me sadly.

Shit. I shouldn't have said this.

"It's okay. It wasn't for you anyway!" She laughed.

Why do I ever try to care for this woman?!

"I'm off," I grunted and turned back to leave when he back hugged me. Her body pressed against my back and her arms around my torso.

"You're going?" She asked.

"Hm."

"Then go and come back fast. I've made everything by myself, gotta respect that, you walnut!" She whispered in my ear and later biting my earlobe.

I moaned lightly. Really she is so unpredictable but still manage to be so fucking cute and sexy at the same time.

"Give me five minutes," I said and she let me go. Now, I was really tired but I was watching myself fix my tie in front of the mirror. Yes, I wore a tux for a dinner date in my own garden. Why? Because I wanted to match her vibes. Sophisticatedly gorgeous.

I walked back and she was sitting at the table, playing with the grape in the plate, troubling it with the fork. An evident pout on her face totally contrasted the sexy dress she was wearing. She looked so endearing that I could not help but smile.

"Oh now what? Kill that grape?" I laughed.

She looked up and her eyes brighten up on seeing me.

"Woah," she let out making me laugh. "Woah! Like... Woah!! Wooaaaaahhhhh!!!"

"Shut up now," I blushed.

"What about you? I was saying about the food. Look the steak is so sexy. Just tempting me to eat it!"

She was obviously changing the topic.

"I wanna eat something else though, are you on the menu?" I asked with a smirk and saw a darker shade winning her cheeks.

"Calm down your horny ass and let's cut the cake!"

"Cake... For?"

"Your birthday stupid!"

"But it was yesterday stupid!"

"And I wasn't there with you stupid!"

"Oh," I nodded in understanding. She handed me a knife and pulled me to stand in front of the small chocolate cake.

"Blow the candles and cut the cake. Do I have to tell you that?"

"Sing the song. Do I have to tell you that?" I grunted back.

"Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you," she sang and I blew the candles. I had nothing to ask for now. Just wanting her to be with me forever. Our love to be just like this.

"Happy Birthday to... World's best dad. Happy birthday to you."

My movements halted as I looked up at her and she smiled brightly.

"W-what do Y-You," I stuttered.

"I'm pregnant Yoon," she smiled even more.

I felt proud, fearful, contented and a thousands of mixed emotions in the moment and all I could do was hug her out of trance, leaving the knife halfway through the cake.

Tears pricked my eyes and I nuzzled in the crook of her neck. I haven't felt something so raw, an emotion so exquisite, so complex but still so rewarding.

"Hey hey my emo gonna-be father, control yourself," she muttered while moving her hand up and down my back.

"I'm gonna be a dad!" I said and as the words came out of my mouth, I expected an answer like, 'Youre already daddy' or something kinky. So, I was already laughing at the thought but she said something unexpected.

"We made it. We made a life," she said, tightening her grip. "I love you, Yoon. We will provide the best for or kid. It will have a wonderful childhood. It will have loving parents. It will have everything I didn't."

My heart ached. I wish I could revert back time and meet her sooner so that she had no such depressing memories to count upon. I wish I was there for her when she needed me but I can not.

"Yes, we will. We will Jee. We will fucking be the best parents!" I responded and we parted, both smiling stupidly. I took a slice of cake and motioned it towards her lips, "Happy motherhood to my beautiful wife." She chuckled, taking a bite messily. Her lips all coated in chocolate ganache making them shine and match aesthetics with her present dazzling form.

She smiled toothily like a five year old and took the cake from my hands to bring it to my mouth. "Happy fatherhood to you, my handsome husband," she said. I held her wrist holding the same and pulled her towards me. My lips landing on hers and I tasted the chocolate mixed with her strawberry gloss.

I lost myself in her. I drowned in her sweet softness as she kissed me back. The slight floral scent of her perfume, the sweetness makes kissing her so nostalgic and blissful, like she single-handedly embodied everything good about Christmas.

We parted and now her lips were all swollen and red but not because of the gloss.

"This is the fucking best color for your lips!" I said and she smirked. "So," she said. Her index finger tracing my jawline softly, "Maybe I should just kiss you every time I go out. When you're in bed. Or maybe in the dining. Or maybe in public. Or maybe-"

I shushed her placing my finger on her lips because her words were doing something to me. What I did a mistake was to assume that she'll be shushed by normal precautions! She deliberately took my finger to her mouth, sucking on it. I gulped.

"Baby," I breathed, pulling out the finger and my hand went down her revealed back to her hips. I groped it softly and she gasped making me smirk. "You've got a lot to suck on rather than just my finger, princess," I whispered.

"Yeah," she whispered back and got off my grip to sit on one of the stools. She took her sipper and sipped something that I don't know. But, it's really odd having a sipper on such a table.

"Like sucking the orange juice out of the sipper?" She smiled and I was taken aback for a hot minute. I ran my tongue over my lower lip and sat beside her.

"I hate you, you know that?" I hissed, cutting the steak for her and then passing the plate to her.

"If this is hate," she said and I waited for a nice, sweet response. "Then I think, I love you!"

I never thought, I would ever not like hearing 'I love you'.

"Fuck you, Jee!"

"Fuck you too, Yoon," she smiled, eating her food. Damn! She looked adorable even after her face stuffed!

She took a bite on her fork and motioned it towards me and I shook my head.

"Why?" She whined.

"Because you'll take it away before I eat it. So, no thanks! Get the fuck lost."

"I won't," she insisted and I gave in and she actually didn't. "That's fucking delicious!"

"I know," she smirked. "I have a lot more delicious for you."

"Jee, I swear, next word you speak like this. No food, only me for you. You get that?"

She giggled and nodded. And that night was the best date I ever had in my life. And that woman is the best person I had ever came across with.

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(A/N: Kill me. Istg, I deleted wattpad and I have written this on web because I was missing my paperclip couple. 😭😭)