"We're going to Saipan?!" I practically scream, attracting attention from random strangers who were walking nearby. I smile sheepishly as I slightly bow my head as a sign of apologies. "Yes," Mum answers, "Now hurry along you two. You wouldn't want to miss the flight." Jimin and I nod as we pick up our luggage, hug my parents and Matthew, and walk away.

. . .

"Welcome to Saipan. Please unbuckle your seat belt when the seat belt sign is off. Enjoy your stay and thank you for choosing American Airlines." As the sign turns off, Jimin and I unbuckle our seat belts and quickly rush out of the aircraft. 

Once we pick up our bags, we walk out and hire a rental car. Once we loaded the bags into the boot, we sit inside the car and Jimin drives away. I couldn't help but notice his soft, small fingers that tightly clasped the steering wheel. 

He looks so hot in casual clothes. 

I shake my head. 

He doesn't look hot, he is hot. 

He suddenly coughs, dragging me back to reality. He smirks as he glances at me, "Done checking me out?" "You're my husband. I can check you out whenever I want," I respond casually.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes. Really."

He lightly chuckles as he pulls into a driveway. We pass a sign that read 'Aqua Resort.'

This place looks expensive.

Once he parks the car, we step out, grab our luggage and walk towards the receptionist who greets us with a warm smile, "Welcome to Aqua Resort. How may I help you?" I speak up, "Um, a booking for Mr. and Mrs. Park?" 

She types something away on her computer and looks back up, "Ah, yes. Here is your room key, and your room is just down that hall." She hands me the key and directs us to where the room is located. "Thank you," I say as we walk off. 

I unlock the room and walk inside. It isn't much, but it looked beautiful. Simple design and decorations everywhere. It is a suite. As I look towards the bedroom, I realize that it is covered in radiant red rose petals. 

Mum really did this. 

I jump onto the bed, sighing in content at how soft it was. Jimin crawls onto the bed and hovers above me, all his weight on his arms. He smirks, "What did you say earlier? When we were in the car?" 

I pretend to be thinking, "I don't know. Could you tell me?" I smile as he smirks and attacks me with kisses all over my face. "Stop it," I laugh as he continues. "You're my wife. I can do whatever I want to," he replies. 

"Oh, really?" 

"Really." 

Jimin softly places his lips against mine with a smile, kissing me gently yet passionately. He puts all his weight on one arm as he extends the other to gently caress my face.

 I bring my hands up to his hair, tangling my fingers into it. 

The smell of his cologne making its way into my mind and heart, intoxicating me. 

As the lack of air suddenly became unbearable, we pull away with ragged breaths. 

"You've become a good kisser," he whispers sensually onto my lips. "What can I say?" I pant, "I learned from the best." 

He smiles again as leans in for another kiss but I turn my the other way, making his lips touch my neck. 

He whines. 

"I'm gonna go shower. No kisses until then," I say as I playfully push him onto the other side and stand up, grabbing some clothes from the suitcase and walking into the bathroom. 

Once I strip, I step into the shower and turn it on, letting the warm water untangle the knots in my body, relaxing it. 

. . .

Once I slip into my pajamas, which consisted of just an over-sized, slightly transparent shirt, I walk out of the bathroom only to see Jimin sleeping soundly on the bed. I lightly chuckle to myself as I stare at his peaceful, cute figure. I guess he is tired since it's already dark out.

(His biceps. Holy Crap. Cutie)

I realize that he had taken his jacket off, and is now sleeping half-naked on the bed. I crawl into bed next to him, snuggling into the blanket. He shuffles a little, wrapping his arms around my waist, nestling his nose on the back of my neck, his breath tickling it. Butterflies awaken in my stomach as I drift off to sleep.

. . .

As I feel the sun's warmth radiating on my skin, I slowly open my eyes. Seeing Jimin still asleep, I quietly walk into the bathroom to brush. Once I finish, I stroll out, crawling into bed again, with Jimin wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. 

I chuckle softly, "Good morning." "Good morning," he mumbles back with his eyes closed. "Aww," I coo, "Look at how cute you look." I pinch and squish his cheeks, making faces. 

He pouts.

"Even cuter," I smile. I lean in and place a light kiss on his lips. He smiles, "You know me like the back of your hand." 

I hum in response. 

I place another kiss on both of his cheeks. 

His smile widens. 

Then, I continuously place kisses on his lips until he opens his eyes. I smile cheekily as he bores into my eyes. 

He looks at me, up and down and finally speaks up, "What are you wearing?" I smirk, "Why? It's not like anyone else is going to see me in these other than you." 

Jimin suddenly gets up, putting his legs on either side of my thighs, his arms on either side of my head, and his face directly in front of me. 

I look down at the view of his masculine body, "Wow, my husband is so hot." He smirks, "I can be even hotter if  you want me to." I place my palms onto his chest, feeling how hard they were. My eyes travel down to see something growing bigger.

I lean in and whisper in his ear, "Try me."

. . .

A/N: Hey guys. I just want to say... THEIR FRICKIN NEW ALBUM SOUNDS SO GOODDD. Oh god. HELP MEEE... All the songs in the album sound so good. But, Jimin... OMG. Help me all of them kill me, but Jimin is just... Wow. Anyways hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you did please vote, comment, and share with your friends if you're enjoying the story so far. Next chapter will be coming soon.

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