Running throughout the house, breathing heavily, and sweat covering her forehead, Sava curses at her husband who was probably snoring in thier bed.

"Min fucking Yoongi! I swear to go I will choke you until you can't motherfucking breathe!!" She ran to her son's room, hoping to find her daughter's mathematics book.

"Mommy! The bus will leave!" Sato, her daughter, shouted from the door.

"Okay okay!- ah here you are bitch." Sava said as she grabbed the damned book and took it to her daughter giving it to her.

Sato took it, "Thank you!" She said as she placed a kiss on her mom's cheek and ran off to the the bus waiting for her.

She kept her smile until she shut the door, and after that she replaced the smile with a scowl and turned around and marched to the bedroom.

Now that it was only Yoongi and her in the house, she sure is going to strangle that dumb husband of hers.

Prayers to Yoongi...

She opened the door and flew inside, holding a pillow and hitting the sleeping man's head with it.

"Wake up!" She shouted.

"Hey hey hey hey- what the hell?" Yoongi sprung up from his place, feeling like his soul was taken out and inserted into his body again. He looked around himself, trying to figure out where is he, or what is happening.

He saw nothing wrong, his dark blue and grey room was still the same. Everything was in its place but the only odd thing he spotted was his angry looking wife, appearing like a ball of fire with a pillow in her hands.

He sighed and reached out for the pillow, grabbing her hand with it and pulled her closer to himself. Of course Sava had to be the drama queen when she started protesting and thoes stuff but Yoongi was stronger of course and with one push, he made her sit on his lap.

"What is wrong Mrs Min?" He said, his morning deep voice sending chills down Sava's spine.

Sava blushed a little but didn't let her husband to take advantage of it and frowned.

"What is wrong? Your sleep is wrong, Mister. Why are you always sleeping without any worry? I had to run around the whole freaking hius3 for Sato's math-fucking-matices book! And here you are snoring you ass away! You should-"

Sava's angry ranting got inturepted by Yoongi's kiss. He pressed his lips on hers, silencing her with his sweet morning kisses.

Sava was too stunned to react. It wasn't like he has never kissed her. Hell, he can waste his day with kissing his lovely wife.

But what surprised her was that, when Sava was angry, he wouldn't talk. It would end up bad for him.

You see, Yoongi's wife was a wife every man wished for. But when angry... don't even get me started.

So now, this bracelet action of Yoongi which was shutting her angry rants up with a kiss was surprising, but she also secretly enjoyed it.

Once satisfied, and sure that she won't start again with her nags, Yoongi broke the kiss and at her brown eyes, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"You talk too much, honey. But you know, I love it." He smiled at her red cheeks. "I love it when you get all angry at me. It's so hot."

"Shut up.." Sava mumbled as she slapped her husband's shoulder.

Yoongi made a hurt expression as he looked at her with wide eyes and opened mouth. "Did- did you slap me?" He acted cute and dumb, making Sava smile at his silliness.

She rolled her eyes with a smile still on her lips. "You're so dumb, Yoon." She said as she tried to stand up from his lap. But she struggled as he wrapped his arms around her and made her lay on her back on the bed.

"Where do you think you are going?" He whispered, dumb expression replaced with a hot smirk that made the butterflies in Sava's tummy go wild.

Sava gulped. "G-go and make breakfast? You know... I'm hungry..." She looked away from his eyes. The eyes the man had was too stunning.

"What about me giving you another type of breakfast?"

•

"As I was saying, Y/N can never be a grandmother. Your grand kids will shit themselves the moment they see you." Yoongi said as he put a grape in his mouth, sitting on the couch with his right leg crossed over his left leg, facing Y/N who was sitting on the opposite couch of the room.

"YOONGI LEAVE THE GIRL ALONE!" Sava shouted from the kitchen, getting nervous knowing where this is getting to.

"No Sava, let him finish whatever bullshit-"

"Babe there are kids here don't curse." Taehyung told Y/N calmly as he looked at her with a small smile seeing her red face.

"Okay so now I have to shut up when I curse, but when Yoongi curses no one tells him to shut up?!" Y/N angrily says, shooting a glare towards her husband.

Shayna and Jimin were only laughing at the scene, enjoying it. "Are they really going to argue till the moment they die?" Jimin says in a low voice only for Shayna to hear, making her laugh a little.

"I guess so." She replied.

"Yes Y/N, you can't curse. But I can, cuz you know, I'm a king I'm a boss." Yoongi said with complete confidence, messing with the annoyed girl more.

"King and Boss my ass, Min Yoongi." Y/N rolled her eyes.

Yoongi connected his eyebrows and looked at Taehyung with a questioning face. "Kim you sure the 6th baby isn't on its way? I mean, look at Y/N having these mood changes and stuff..." He said with a smirk, knowing well Y/N is gonna rip his eyes out put of anger.

Taehyung chuckled while Y/N glared at him. "Why would you even say that? You have a problem with me having children?" She asked.

"No but you know, you guys sleep and the next morning POOP a baby is born." Yoongi jokingly said.

After that Y/N said something that she shouldn't have said. It made everyone in the room freeze on their spot in shock.

"Well you know what Mister Min?....

POOP your third baby is in its way." Y/N smacked her mouth with her hand after saying that, looking at Sava who just came back from the kitchen with wide eyes.

Sava was disappointed, that was supposed to be a surprise she thought. She looked at Y/N with tears making place on her eyes then looked back at the love of her life.

And the tears started to pour out of her beautiful eyes.

Because Yoongi was crying too.

•

"Where is papa?" Yoongi said, his voice muffled by his hands which he used to cover his face with.

"No papa. Papa missing!" The 4 years old girl piped as she jumped on her little chubby feet, a gummy smile identical her dad's on her face.

"Here's papa!" Yoongi shouted cutest as he removed his hands from his face and took the giggling girl in his embrace and started tickling her. Lily started laughing loudly, trying to grade her dad's hands to stop the tickling.

"No stop papa! Pee pee!" The little girl said.

However Yoongi didn't hear the words the girl let out and went on tickling her. So poor baby peed herself of course.

She screamed and pointed at her lower part. "Look papa! This is all papa's fault! Mommy angry. Angry angry mommy..."

Yoongi stopped and looked at his daughters pants, seeing a wet patch formed. He gasped and looked at Lily's face. "You-... ugh Sava's gonna kill me..." He whispered to himself. "It's alright, princess. Let's go and clean you up."

•

"Yoongi?"

"Hmm?"

"What would you do if I died?" Sava asked. Both husband and wife were lying down on bed as it was almost midnight.

"Sava I'm trying to sleep, what the hell is that question?" Yoongi replied with his eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed.

The man was tired. That day was his off of work day, but he got more tired that the other days which he spent in work.

Because of his kids...

He had to cook for his three babies, bath his youngest one, Lily, and put the dirty dishes ik the dishwasher after feeding them.

Because his lovely wife was out with Shayna, Yaran, Y/N and Awin for a girls day.

What the hell do they even do in those weird girls day? Yoongi had thought.

"Yoongi answer." Sava whined. "Would you get married again?"

"Definitely not." He answered.

Sava's eyes widened, "Why not- don't you like being married?" She asked.

Yoongi started to get annoyed but didn't say anything. He opened his wife and turned his head and saw Sava already looking at him. "Of course I do." He answered, his tone sure.

"Then why wouldn't you remary?" She asked.

Yoongi blinked his eyes, unsure. He didn't know what this wife of his wanted to hear.

"Okay, I... I'd get married again."

Sava gasped loudly as she sat up on the bed and turned to look at him with a hurtful expression. "Would you?!" She asked.

Yoongi groaned, "The fuck you want?"

"Would you live in our house?" She asked with a small pout and a soft voice, sounding hurt.

He sighed. "Yes why not? It's a great house." He said with a stern voice, not liking his questioning wife.

Who the fuck injected these questions into her brain? He thought.

"Would you sleep with her in our bed?"

"Where else should we sleep in? The birds nest?"

"Would you let her drive my car?"

"Sava I swear to god." Yoongi rubbed his eyes.

"Just answer my questions-"

"You know what? No to the hell and back imma not marry anyone else if you die. Why? Because this bitch-" He pointed at his heart "-is just yours and full stop. Happy now? Sleep the fucking night away now, good night and dream of me babe." Yoongi explained and tucked himself under the duvet, closing his eyes. Leaving poor Sava shocked.

"I.... I love you so much Yoon."

"Me more my queen. Good night."

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For the sake of Mr and Mrs Min, I wrote this chapter. Enjoy it ✌️

And it's not edited, plz I'm so lazy... 😅