This story was recently ranked #1 in sopeff and a bitch is emotional.

Also, to everyone who messaged me and sent me condolences in regards to my uncle's passing, thank you so much. I haven't had a chance to thank you all personally, but it means the world to me.

I have the best readers.💜

Enjoy this update, sorry it's pretty short.

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"I could get used to this," I mumbled as I snuggled closer to his chest.

Yoongi's deep chuckle sent shivers down my spine. "Waking up next to you every day is one of the many things I have to look forward to when I fall asleep."

Now it was my turn to laugh, turning around in his arms so I faced him. "You just continue to get more and more cheesy."

"You said you love cheese so I figured you would love me more if I was cheesy."

I snickered, pecking his nose before stretching my arms. "We should get up. I wanted to go check on the store."

"You were just released a few days ago, you should rest some more. Don't worry about the store. Taehyung, Kook, and I have been taking good care of it."

I nodded, still not feeling satisfied. "I know- I just would feel much better seeing it with my own eyes." I started to kick the blanket off of our legs, shivering from the cold.

Yoongi brushed a hand through my short locks of hair. I had been trying to wear a hat or beanie to cover my splotchy hair, but he always insisted on me going without it, saying I looked 'beautiful how I am.'

"Okay, if you insist, I can take you to the shop. Did you want to shower first?"

I nodded, slowly rolling out of bed. My body was still weak from being in a hospital bed for so long, unable to move voluntarily.

Yoongi walked right next to me to the bathroom, making sure I didn't need any help. We brushed our teeth first, and then got into the shower.

He always insisted on washing my hair and back for me, despite my protests. I eventually gave up the fight and let him do as he pleased.

I could feel his lips trailing along the back side of my neck, making me shiver. They grazed across the skin over to my shoulder before he planted a gentle kiss on the shoulder blade.

"Yoongi, what are you doing?"

He planted another kiss before responding. "I'm showing you how much I love you, Hobi."

His hands then reached for the bottle of shampoo, squirting some into his palm before he lathered it up and started moving his hands through my patchy hair. His hands were soft, delicate, as if I was a baby. It made me smile. The fact that Yoongi was a man covered in tattoos and piercings, yet he treats me like a prince. It was comforting to see the soft side of him.

"What are you thinking about?" There it was again. His voice, speaking softly, sounding like silk next to my ear.

"Hmm... Just about how you look so intimidating and tough but you are so soft when it comes to talking and touching me. I-I am just so happy that I get to experience the soft version of you."

He chuckled and turned me around, letting the shampoo wash out of my hair gently. When I looked him in the eyes, I knew he loved me. His eyes showed as much, every ounce of passion and adoration.

I took his hands in mine, giving them a squeeze before I moved both of my hands up to his cheeks.

"Thank you for being my future, Yoongi."

With that, he pressed his lips softly onto mine, that same passion and adoration his eyes held now displayed through his lips on mine.

I felt whole. Complete.

I felt alive.

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Next update might be a few days..