~Y/N POV~

Staring out the window watching the buildings go by as Jimin drives the car on the way to our first appointment with this so called sex therapist. I was fiddling with my fingers on my lap as well as picking my nails. I've never done anything like this before and I'm already uncomfortable just thinking about what we could talk to this stranger about.

As much as I don't want to do this, I'm going to. It's worth a try to spice things up so at least we can go to this thing and say we tried but if it doesn't we'll think of something else.

Picking up my phone from my bag did I check for any missed calls or texts from Jimins mom. We dropped of minho at his parents house so she can watch Minho for a couple hours but everytime I leave him somewhere I can't help but get restless. If something happens I don't want to miss a text or call from my mother in law. It's not like o don't trust her, I do it's just my own personal way of thinking.

"Y/n Minho is fine. You know my mom would call if something came up. Just relax." Jimin

I nod at him putting my phone back in my bag and slide it back down to my feet just for Jimin to reach over and take my hand with his free hand so we could drive the rest of the way in peace.

It didn't take long to finally get to the small building with a rather large car park. Jimin parked up the car while I scanned the small building with the plain magnolia coloured walls and two large nicely trimmed bushes on either side of the main entrance. It was nice and friendly looking so far.

I followed Jimin out the car, taking my bag with me but clutching onto the strap hanging off my shoulder while I took Jimins hand so we could walk in together.

We were both quiet and just walked inside after the automated doors opened themselves. Walking in was just as quiet as it was outside. Plain white walls decorated with a few paintings here and there. The long corridor from the doors lead to the reception just straight ahead.

Jimin led me to the desk, keeping me close to his side just to ring a small bell on the counter since there was no one present. I was too busy looking around the near by waiting room. Again plain white walls, brown wooden table in the centre with a few magazines laying there. It was pretty plain and simple, nothing out there in your face.

"Hello!" ?

Hearing another mans voice made me turn back to the reception desk. A man popped out from around the corner with a large smile on his face as he waved to us. I couldn't help but take in his appearance. Jet black hair combed back off his face, brown doe eyes and very friendly smile which made him all the more handsome to the eye.

"You must be Mr and Mrs Park, yes?" ?

I nod timidly keeping myself close by my husband. Jimin cleared his throat and nods also as he tugs on his shirt collar.

"Yes. We're here for our 11am appointment." Jimin

"Alright then. I'll just take you to his office now." ?

I kept quiet and walked along side Jimin when this man gestured towards a set of glass doors beside his reception desk. Another long corridor we walked down but had no end but a tinted window. Jimin kept glancing down at me and I would nod at him assuring him I'm fine no matter how nervous I am. I've just never done anything like this before.

Eventually we came to a stop by a brown door. The man knocked once and a deep voice came from the other side commanding to come in. The door was pushed open and the receptionist pushed it open to allow Jimin and I to walk in after.

"You're 11o'clock appointment is here." ?

"Thank you Jungkook." ?

The man I now know to be named Jungkook nods, pressing a smile to Jimin and myself but winking in my direction before leaving the room and closing the door behind him. Shocked by that I just stared at the door, not knowing how to react but when Jimin let go of my hand I turned back around to face the entire room.

Jimin calmly took a seat already on the large black leather sofa and patted the space next to him. I nod and took a seat beside him not having looked at this therapist just yet.

"So Mr and Mrs Park, how can I help you?" ?

The tone of his deep voice surprised me the most. I didn't expect that but now looking over to the said therapist in his best suit sitting calmly on a single leather chair with his legs crossed over the other staring blankly back at us, it was rather intimidating. Not to mention he was very good looking. I love my husband but there's no harm in thinking other people are attractive.

"Well Dr Kim, my wife and I have been having some trouble in the bedroom lately. Something is missing in our sex life and we don't quite know what." Jimin

"So you were hoping that speaking with a sex therapist that it may help you figure out the problem?" Dr Kim

The man raised a brow writing down on a notepad on his lap.

"Yes." Jimin

Dr Kim kept scribbling away on his notepad until he dropped his pen on his lap and looked back at the both of us. Eyes going back and forth between us. His stare alone wanted to make me hide away from him but knowing Jimin is right there beside me, it gave me comfort. To be alone with this man I would be too scared to say anything.

"What about you Mrs Park? Do you feel the same way as your husband?" Dr Kim

I nod and sink into Jimin's side and look down to my lap shyly. This is super awkward.

"Mrs Park I would appreciate it if you could use your words please? It would help if you put your insight into this problem you and your husband are having so I can help." Dr Kim

"Babe, its okay just tell him if you feel the same way." Jimin

He whispered in my ear, reaching around my back to rub comfortingly.

"Yes I feel the same way as my husband. Sorry I'm a little nervous."

I pressed a small smile to the therapist and he just chuckled amusingly and started writing again on his pad.

"Okay I have a suggestion. Since you are nervous about this, lets spend this session just getting to know each other and then if you chose to come back then we can go on from there. So what do you say Mrs Park?" Dr Kim

I took a moment to think about it. Having both my husbands and the therapists eyes on me in waiting. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to get to know this guy I little bit. It may be a little more easier to speak to him if I did.

"Okay. Lets go that."

I smiled at the therapist who just smiled back with a nod. I felt Jimin squeeze my hand a little and then kiss my cheek softly.

What's the harm in getting to know your therapist?