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⚠️ Trigger warning

Smut

Strong Language

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Yoongi's POV

"Wake up, beautiful." I pressed a kiss to my fiancée's lips.

"Let me sleep a little longer, please, Yeobo." She mumbled in her sleep, her leg swung over mine, pulling me closer to her body as she turned to snuggle up to me.

I swear I wasn't here to start anything. But Haneul was such a minx.

"Baby you're such a tease." I whispered to her, my lips grazed over the shell of her ear.

Haneul's eyes opened a crack, peeking up at me in confusion. "I don't know what you're talking about. But I don't want you to leave me." She pressed herself closer to my body, awakening every inch of me.

I groaned inwardly as I held her. She was making this so hard. All I wanted to do was wake her up so we could go out on our date. Why was she being so difficult?

"I'm tired Yeobo." She murmured in her sleep. "I don't see why, unless someone was overworking herself again!" I scolded her, she's been overworking herself off late, saying that she needs to finish up orders before our wedding.

The seven of us reminded her that she's got staff for that, but madam gas refused to listen to us.

Haneul buried her face in my chest, making my situation a lot more worse than it already was.

"Babygirl, if you're going to cuddle up so close to me, I might not be able to hold myself back any longer." I exclaimed gruffly, unable to control the urge to flirt with my fiancée this early in the morning.

"Then kiss me." She smiled cheekily at me.

The bloody minx.

"Have it your way, my darling." I growled, pulling the covers over us.

My lips caressed hers delicately, before I let go and completely claimed her mouth. I gripped her waist in one hand and the nape of her neck with the other, angling her perfectly so that I could warm her up for everything I wanted for do with her right now.

Running my tongue up the side of her neck, I made sure to pay her back in kind as I teased her into a moaning mess. Slowly, my fingers undid the buttons on her pyjama top, like unwrapping a present, just for me.

Inhaling her sweet scent, I trailed soft kisses down her jawline, the side of her neck and between her breasts, undoing her bra in the process.

"Yoongi..." She breathed.

"Yes, babygirl. It's me." I smirked, removing the last piece of her clothing.

She gasped, spreading her legs apart to let me in. "That's a good girl. Now, how about we try something different today?" I whispered in her ear before flipping her on her tummy and sliding into her wet folds from above.

Haneul moaned as I rammed into her, placing soft kisses along her neck and shoulders.

"Yoongi..." She purred, climaxing in harmony with me. "Saranghae Haneul." I whispered in her ear, then rolled off her, lying in my back panting from our early morning cardio.

"Nado." She murmured and fell asleep once more, this time, in my arms, her head resting on my bare chest.

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Haneul's POV

Yoongi has been in my bed for the last two hours. He surprised me with the best wake up call a girl could ask for, but that relaxed me and I fell asleep once more, drooling in his chest.

It was kind of embarrassing, but my fiance seemed to think it was cute.

Whatever that meant.

"Good morning princess." He grinned at me, looking sated for the day.

Unless he tempts me to seduce him later, we'll see what happens. I'm still sore from this morning.

"Morning Yeobo." I stretched and limped into the kitchen. I think I'm going to avoid sex for the next few weeks. I didn't care if it'll be our honeymoon.

I'm going to have to discuss this with them. I've come to understand the technicalities of this domain of pleasure, and I need to pace them out.

'If only I wasn't so ravenous for them myself.' I whined internally. The heavens had blessed me with seven hot fiances. You could say I had one for every day of the week!

Perhaps I'll make that suggestion as our honeymoon draws closer. For now I just want to eat something deep fried.

"I'm hungry." I pouted, walking up to the fridge to look for a quick-fix breakfast.

"Uh-uh, I've got breakfast ready. Sit down, love." Yoongi crooned.

Huh?

Am I dreaming? I must be.

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, holding me in his embrace. Just then Hoseok walked in.

"Good morning Angel!" He kissed my cheek, grabbed his water bottle and was off to the office.

Did I noticed how fucking amazing he looked in that navy pinstriped suit? Yes, I did.

But I'll text him later. When I have the energy to keep up with my Energizer bunny's texts. Because Hobi texted at the speed of light.

"So, you're going to sit here now. And I'm going to get you a hot water bottle for that sore spot. It's good that you already showered." Yoongi murmured, calming me down.

"Thanks hunny. I'm sorry I ruined your plans." I pouted. "Nonsense! You come first! Always." He pressed a kiss to my forehead and the hot water bottle in my hands.

"Careful, it might scald you." He took it back from me and helped me adjust it.

"Such good treatment. What would it be like when I'm pregnant, I wonder." I mused, looking at my fiance.

"Just like this. But with all seven of us hovering over you. Of course we expect Jin hyung to be the one to ... You know?" Yoongi blushed beet red.

"What- impregnate me?" I teased, knowing it made him shy. Yoongi got really shy despite being the cheekiest if my fiances. So I revelled in teasing him about us having a baby together.

"You're going to be my baby's daddy too, you know." I caught his arm and pulled him closer. Yoongi's eyes searched mine, a sad smile in them.

"I might not." He said, my heart sinking with realisation. "You just might." I said with determination.

A smile spread across his handsome face. Then he placed a tray of freshly fried chicken and chips in front of me. "Eat up sweetheart. Because my babies are going to make you wish I was smaller." He smirked and sat down next to me.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You'll see." He smirked.

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After breakfast, I felt a lot better, so I insisted on doing the dishes. Yoongi never left my side, sticking to me like glue.

Once I was done, he carried me over to my room and sat me on the bed, insisting will be the one to select what I'm going to wear today.

"Fine. As long as you pick pants and a warm, cozy sweater, I'm fine with it." I raised my hands in surrender.

I could see why he's the most sought after attorney in Seoul. He's so fucking stubborn!

But it was endearing all the same.

Yoongi returned to my room ten minutes later, looking like he walked out of a fashion magazine. His black locks were combed back, giving him more of a sexy, Italian Mafia vibe.

But the dull soreness between my legs reminded me of my resolve from earlier. "Are you sure you're alright, darling? Did I hurt you?" His concern for me evident in his riding tone.

"I'm alright. I had a hot shower and you gave me that heat compression earlier. It's normal after I've spent time with you or one of the others." I smiled.

"It always hurts? I think we should just wait then. I'll speak to the others to be more mindful." He reached for his phone. "No. It's okay."

"No, it's not okay." He looked at me sternly.

I swallowed, unsure what to say to the scariest attorney in Seoul. Then I broke into laughter. "What's so funny Haneul?" He knit his brow together.

"It's just, you're kinda scary when you're serious. I see why the others listen to you so easily. They usually give Jin a hard time." I chuckled.

He let out a sigh of relief, grinning at me. "You really think so?" He cocked a brow at me. "Yeah. I do." I pecked his lips, reaching up on my tip toes, even though I wore heels.

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Yoongi's POV

Haneul is perfect for me.

I felt closer to her in this moment, than I ever have before this.

"So, where are we going?" She asked, holding me, her arms wrapped around my waist.

"To a quiet place, called The Garden Falls. It's just outside of Seoul." I say as we leave the house. Once we're on the road, I glanced over at her, just to see if she really is okay.

I hadn't realised my strength until I saw her walking into the kitchen earlier. Did it always hurt her like this after sex?

Or is it because she's been active with us recently?

We need to be more mindful of her feelings and her health. Haneul is our fiancée after all. Soon to be wife.

My wife.

Did she really mean that part about me being scary? I sure hope it isn't a bad thing!

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A/n: Thank you for 29k reads! (I know I'm a little late with this).

I've updated with a short chapter for now. The next few will be longer! Brace yourselves, because the story is going to soon be a bumpy ride!

Upcoming events:

The wedding

Honeymoon

And some interesting secrets revealed!

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