~Y/N POV~

"Y/n are you sure you're not mad at me?" Namjoon

I half laughed and sighed at his question while the both of us stood in the kitchen alone together.

"Yes Namjoon, for the tenth time I'm not mad. I would of said something about it by now if I was."

He still looked uncertain, frowning to himself as he stood next to me helping me clean up the last of the dishes before we both go to bed. Yoongi and Taehyung had a little moment together and so I decided to leave them to it since I know I'll have Yoongi all to myself later on.

"Okay then." Namjoon

He mumbled, drying the last plate with the tea towel just for me to take from him and place carefully in the cupboard with all the other plates and cups.

"Just promise me you wont keep any more secrets from me though? At least not as big as this."

He shook his head, forming a smile finally and I nodded, closing the cupboard after myself.

"Good, well I'm away to bed now so I'll see you in the morning then."

"Yeah, goodnight Y/n." Namjoon

"Good night."

I waved at him as I walked passed him to leave the kitchen and head towards the stairs, so ready for bed but most importantly to be with my husband for the first time in a year. I'm not just thinking about the sex it's more than that. Just his presence in bed and his touch, even his cuddles is what I miss and I'm looking forward to. He promised he would come to bed with me tonight and I knew he would keep his promise as he's never broken one before.

Walking into my room, it was empty so I just grabbed some pjs, changing my clothes just to throw my clothes into the hamper on my way to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, washed my face and settled for the night and so ready for sleep. Its been a lot today.

Now exiting the bathroom, rubbing some lotion on my hands and face did I slip into bed and get comfortable under the sheets and just pretty much get comfortable. Checking the time on the clock on the bedside table I yawned when seeing it was well passed midnight so sleep was definitely  needed.

I laid down and turned on my side, ready to close my eyes after turning off the lamp beside me.

Slowly did I start to drift off into sleep but only to be disturbed when I felt the bed move behind me and a warmth flush across my bed and a pair of arms to wrap around my waist.

"You seriously didn't think I would just leave you to sleep by yourself did you?" Yoongi

Chuckling softly I opened my eyes just to roll over onto my back just to see him smile down at me softly, moving some of my hair off my face for me.

"No, but you've done it before."

"Okay touché there. I'll let you off with that one but in a way you weren't alone, you had Taehyung taking my place." Yoongi

I gaped at him and slapped his shoulder playfully as he laughed at me. Propping himself up on his elbow to look down at me better.

"He wasn't taking your place, we were just two friends comforting each other."

"I know, I know. I was just teasing. He's sleeping in Jimin's room tonight anyway." Yoongi

"Good, at least he wont be alone."

Given what has happened to Jungkook, he's a little sensitive right now and wants that attention and care from the people he loves the most and because I was in need of comfort and support as he was after Yoongi died, we both helped each other in cuddles. I just hope our friendships stays the same after this, we've come so far this past year.

"So you plan to sleep huh?" Yoongi

A growing and yet a rather knowing smirk crawled up upon his face. I could just barely see it through the dark room but it was enough for me to be able to see.

"That's the plan. Goodnight, love you."

Quickly pecking his lips did I turn back around, showing him my back and closing my eyes. He huffed and right now I could imagine him pouting.

"Oh no, you don't. I need to show my wife some much needed loving." Yoongi

Just as quickly as I turned away from him I was rolled back onto my back by his hands to my shoulders just to he could sit on top of me around my waist and pin my hands beside my head,, leaning down close to the point our noses were almost touching.

"I know you want this just as much as I do, love." Yoongi

Whispering against my lips, I tried to keep my breathing at bay. Not wanting him to know just how turned on I am right now by such a simple act.

"No."

He chuckled and inched so much more closer, his lips almost on mine that I could practically feel them already.

"No?" Yoongi

Still his deep voice whispering so close I felt like squirming under him but I pushed passed it.

"That's right."

"Hm. Well see about that." Yoongi

I didn't know what he meant by that until he finally pressed his soft lips to mine but he wasn't gentle, no way. That's not my husband, he's anything but gentle unless he wants to be. Devouring my lips with his own, practically sucking the soul out of my body but not literally given he's a demon and I'm sure he could do that but I trust him to know he wont.

His hands roaming my body, pushing up my crop top up my chest allowing my breasts to be free. Squeezing my sensitive buds as we now swirl tongues, fighting for that dominance. A moan slipped from me and I couldn't lay still anymore underneath him, moving my hips up into him to grind against him as I wanted more. I wanted my husband and just over plain lust but to make love to him to feel all of him.

The heat between us was picking up until he made this inhuman noise, something between an animal growl and a whistle from his throat and the next second I knew his body evaporated into thin air, his touch gone. I gasped and sat up immediately to look around the room but only to find my husband on the other side of the room, back against the wall breathing heavily.

"Yoongs what was that? Are you okay?"

I was scared something was wrong with him but he didn't speak. In fact it was hard to even see him, only could I make out his figure against the wall and the sound of his heavy breathing which I know is not mine.

"Yoongi you're scaring me, what's wrong?"

Standing up from the bed, I reached to turn my light off so I could see him and check him myself.

"NO!" Yoongi

The lamp I was reaching out to on my bedside table just shattered in to pieces and I stumbled back on to the bed. That didn't sound like Yoongi's voice yet I knew deep down it came from him.

"Don't turn on the light Y/n, just......keep it off." Yoongi

"Why? Are you hurt?"

Squinting my eyes through the dark I hoped to see him better but it proved no use.

"No. I'm fine, I just.....don't want to hurt you." Yoongi

The sadness in his voice made me worry all the more for him.

"You wouldn't hurt me. I trust you."

"Well you shouldn't." Yoongi

I scoffed at that, shifting on the bed to sit back against the headboard.

"Of course I trust you, you're my husband and I love you. Please just come back to bed Yoongi, we don't have to do anything."

Patting the bed beside me where he once was but I heard him laugh bitterly which I know all too well. It's never changed.

"I can't. Goodnight Y/n." Yoongi

Then just like that his dark figure across the room disappeared and I knew there he left. I could only sigh disappointedly and lay back down on my back, pulling the sheets back up to my shoulders. But I couldn't go back to sleep, what just happened kept running in my mind still trying to process why he suddenly had a change of heart.

I know he wont do anything to hurt me, I just know he wouldn't.