Chapter twenty-eight || 스물여덟 장
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28| Honeymoon Phase🍯
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Our wedding reception was beautiful, the meal was exquisite and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. The boys sat in their rockers next to Taehyung and I, before they got tired and Jennie put them in our room to sleep. We kept the baby monitor close, so we'd hear when they woke up.

Everyone seemed to be having a good time, the whole day had been set up very informally and I had asked the photographer to take candid shots of everyone, rather than the traditional posed photos, although Taehyung and I had a few taken with the boys and our families.

With us inviting so few guests everyone mingled and chatted together. Angela and Mark were laughing with Jungkook and Jennie and I even caught Jin having a wonderful time with the guests.

Mr. Kim made a lovely speech about how proud he was of Taehyung and how happy he was that I was joining his family. He brought tears to my eyes as he spoke of my father and how he knew that my dad would have loved to have been here to give me away but that his spirit and loyalty lived on in me.

Jungkook lightened the mood with his comical speech, joking and telling stories about Taehyung being a moody motherfucker before he met me.

When Taehyung stood up I wondered what he was going to say, he wasn't exactly known for his eloquence.

"I'd like to thank you all for coming today, to celebrate with me and my beautiful wife. Thanks to my family for throwing together this wedding and making sure we had the perfect day and mostly thanks to the Princess, for loving me and for giving my boys. Today you have made me the happiest man alive." He looked down at me and smiled, and I grinned back, stunned he had made such a heartfelt speech.

Of course he was Taehyung so I shouldn't have been surprised when he went to sit down, but then stopped and stood back up.

"Oh! I'd like to add, that if any one of you fuckers asks my wife to dance, I will not hesitate to kill you."

Someone cleared his throat loudly and Taehyung shrugged, "I'mkidding…..kinda."

He sat back down next to me, taking my hand and laughing when I rolled my eyes at him.

I joined Taehyung on the dance floor for our first dance; he held me close and twirled me around whispering explicitly what he was going to do to me on our wedding night while I giggled and blushed .

Everyone soon joined in with the dancing and Taehyung and I retrieved the twins from JaeIn and went to say hello to our guests. I had held back and avoided my mother and her husband for as long as was polite, so we reluctantly made our way over to their table.

"Oh Y/n, they are so precious, I'm sorry I haven't seen them before now," my mom plucked TaeHyun from my arms before I could protest.

"It's fine," I told her. I had long ago resigned myself to seeing my mother sporadically and now I was part of such a big wonderful family, I barely noticed her absence anymore.

Mingoo smiled over at TaeHyun, and I think for a second he thought about asking Taehyung to hold TaeJung, but one look at Taehyung's face made him change his mind.

"So when am I going to meet your new family y/n?" my mom asked, although she had seen them before at my father's funeral, I hadn't been in any fit state to make introductions that day. "Taehyung you have such a beautiful home, what was it you said your family did?"

Taehyung avoided the question by motioning his family over.

JaeIn and Mr. Kim were the epitome of grace and elegance as they made polite small talk with my mom, while also introducing Jennie, Jimin and Rose who all nodded politely.

"Hey Dick! V's told me all about you." Of course Jungkook wasn't quite so polite as he shook a scared looking Mingoo's hand.

"It's Mingoo," he corrected.

"Really?" Jungkook looked confused, "Oh, you look like a Dick to me." He shrugged and wandered off as Taehyung tried to cover his laughter by leaning down and burying his head in my neck.

Mingoo looked pale, and I actually thought he might faint when Yoongi and Jin introduced themselves.

He whispered something to my mom and I knew he had finally realized just who he had messed with when he upset Taehyung on his last visit.

"So Mingoo how have you been?" Taehyung asked amiably and I snickered as Mingoo stuttered out some form of response.

Taehyung took the twins so he could feed them and change them out of their little tuxes into something more comfortable and I sat chatting with my mom.

"Mingoo says they're in the mafia y/n! What are you doing, did you marry a criminal?" She whispered aghast as soon as Taehyung was gone.

"Please mom," I rolled my eyes and gestured at Jungkook who was prancing around the dance floor trying to do the moonwalk, the family was in hysterics especially when Jin joined in.

"Do they look like a family of criminals?" I asked.

"Well, no," she admitted and I was thankful she was so easily distracted as I started telling her about the twins. She seemed genuinely interested and handed me over two small sweaters that she had knitted for them.

I thanked her, trying not to cringe as I looked them over, because there was no way I was putting those god-awful jumpers on my boys.

When Taehyung returned, we did all the traditional things people do at weddings.

We cut the cake and I threw my bouquet, which a blushing Angela caught. Taehyung even got on his knees, smirked at me, before ducking under my dress to retrieve my garter.

Out of all the single men it was Jin who caught it, giving me a wink and a nod as Taehyung huffed.

We made the rounds and thanked everyone for coming, before it was time for us to leave for Seoul. We were spending the night at Yoongi's hotel before we caught a flight the next day; I still didn't know where we were headed but I knew if Taehyung was there I'd enjoy myself wherever it was he was taking me.

With Kai gone, we had decided that we would leave the boys with JaeIn while we honeymooned. I knew I'd miss them dreadfully, but I also knew they'd be safe and I wanted some time alone with my husband.

After a tearful and prolonged goodbye to the twins, I finally pulled myself together enough to smile and wave as we exited the house, holding hands and ducking while people threw rice at us. We jumped into the limo Taehyung had hired and as soon as the door was shut the driver sped away.

"You ok Princess?" he asked me as I stopped waving once we were out of sight of the house.

"I'm perfect," I told him. "I'm gonna miss the boys, but I'm looking forward to having you to myself for a little while." I giggled, tipsy from the champagne I'd drunk, high on happiness from the day and excited about where Taehyung was taking me.

"What are you laughing about?" he asked smiling at me.

"Nothing, I'm just happy," I shrugged.

"Good." He took my hand and kissed it, before pulling me towards him until I was in his lap. Before we left I had changed out of my wedding dress, although I wanted to keep it on as long as possible, it wouldn't have been all that comfortable to travel in.

Jennie had bought me a simple fitted cream knee length dress with a belt around the waist to wear to the hotel and had helped me pack for our upcoming trip.

Taehyung had changed out of his tux and into some black jeans and a blue shirt, as always he looked superb.

"I love you," Taehyung said to me before kissing me firmly on the lips, I turned in his lap so I was straddling him.

"I love you," I smiled, pulling him in for a longer kiss. Taehyung's hand tightened around my waist and I ground down on him as we kissed frantically.

I reached for his shirt and started to unbutton it, I had two undone before taehyung realized what I was up to and broke our kiss.

"Not here," he groaned, pulling my hands away.

"Why not?" I pouted, I could tell he wanted me and it wasn't like him to turn down sex.

"Because the first time I take you as my wife, I want to savor it, explore every inch of your body and I don't want witnesses." He nodded in the direction of the driver.

"Oh!" I said squirming in his lap, the boy really knew how to turn me on.

"Although limo sex is definitely something we should explore in the future," he smirked at me.

I shook my head at him amused and settled back beside him in my seat for the remainder of the journey, anxious and eager to get to the hotel and finally start our honeymoon.

When we arrived at the hotel, the limo driver got out and opened my door and Taehyung came around and swept me into his arms.

"What are you doing?" I yelped surprised.

"I'm carrying you over the threshold," he said simply. "It's tradition."

"I think it's supposed to be when you get home, or to your room or something," I laughed.

"Hotel, home, room, what the fuck ever, I'm carrying you the whole way." He shrugged and then leaned towards my ear and whispered, "I'm not putting you down until I get you into our bedroom."

Taehyung strode through the doors to the hotel like a man on a mission; I saw other guests look at us and smile or laugh as he walked purposefully to the elevator.

We entered our room swiftly and Taehyung walked straight into the bedroom before he set me back on my feet.

The atmosphere in the room was tense with anticipation, as he ran his hands up my arms and over my shoulders.

He slowly lowered the zipper on my dress, letting it fall to the floor and I kicked off my shoes and stood before him so he could see the new underwear I had on for today, it was far more risqué than anything I'd worn before and I slowly twirled in front of him as he gaped at me.

"Holy Shit! You look fucking incredible Princess. I…, you….wow!" He moaned as he took in my underwear. "This is new?" He asked and I nodded. "Where did you get this?"

I didn't think he'd appreciate it if I told him that Rose and Jennie had picked out my wedding night lingerie so I remained quiet and let him look at me with wonder, lust and love.

"This is perfect," He whispered, "But they have to go." And with a flick of his fingers my bra was undone before he slipped his hands down my waist and pulled my panties off.

He hugged me to him, kissing me as he led me to the bed leaning so that I lay down before he stood back up.

I shivered as I lay naked on the bed and he stared down at me longingly. Of course he had seen me naked plenty of times, but as he stood fully dressed just looking at me, I felt a little nervous.

"Relax princess, it's just me," he said as he lay down on the bed beside me, kicking his shoes and socks off.

True to his word he explored every inch of my body with his hands, fingers and mouth. I was a gasping panting mess as he showed me his love and devotion with light touches and firm kisses. When he finally removed his clothes he leaned over me, settling between my legs and dipped down to kiss me.

"I love you Mrs Kim," he smiled.

"I love you Mr Kim," I told him, gasping as he pushed into me. He didn't take his eyes from mine as he moved slowly, gently, lovingly. Our mouths were barely touching, as we shared breaths with each other, Taehyung had been gentle before, careful always, but this was different, we were making love, as husband and wife for the first time, and I had never felt more adored and cherished as I did right then.

He bought me slowly to orgasm, taking his time, we were in no rush; with no children or family around we had the whole night to enjoy each other and that's just what we did, until we were both exhausted and we fell asleep, sticky, sweaty, still intertwined and blissfully happy.

I woke to Taehyung shouting into his cell and I sat up immediately giving him a quizzical look. He pointed at the phone, mouthing "my mom" at me and I instantly panicked, worried that something was wrong with the boys, until he yelled...

"You tell Jennie I can hear her talking crap to my boys, I know she's doing that shit on purpose!"

"Put them on the phone!" he demanded and I snorted, only Taehyung would want to talk to three month old babies via phone. "Then put me on fucking loud speaker! I'm not kidding mom."

"TaeJung, TaeHyun, its daddy, don't take any fucking notice of what your aunt Jennie says while I'm away, she's a raging bitch and she's just fucking with me! Oh, and never, ever listen to anything Uncle kook says, that goes for when I'm home too, he's just a fucking moron. I'll call you tomorrow ok," Taehyung said. "Do you want to talk to them Princess?"

"Uh," Obviously I missed my boys, I just wasn't sure what they would get out of hearing me, but I took the phone from Taehyung anyway. "Um, hi boys, it's mommy." I said feeling a little foolish, "I love you both so much and I'm gonna miss you, uh, be good and, um, bye." I handed the phone back to Taehyung.

He reiterated the explicit instructions he'd left about what the boys routine was and how long they should spend on each activity, even though he had written all the details down in what frankly amounted to a manual on how to look after them. Taehyung insisted it was vital, despite JaeIn having raised her own children and three others.

Taehyung hung up with a promise to check in with his mom later.

"Morning Mrs Kim," Taehyung smiled at me leaning in to kiss me. I tried to deepen it but he didn't let me. "We've got a plane to catch."

I almost jumped out of bed in excitement and I rushed through my shower eager to find out where we were flying to.

Taehyung gave nothing away as we made our way to the airport. He pushed our bags over to the check-in and finally, finally handed me over the tickets.

"Miami!" I squealed as I saw the tickets, I threw myself at him and he held me in his arms.

"Just a pit stop Princess,"

"So where are we really going?"

"Not telling, you'll find out tomorrow." He nodded, kissing me firmly on the lips and leading me over to the first class lounge where we enjoyed the luxury of free champagne and canapés.

The flight was long and I spent the majority of it snuggled up with Taehyung under a blanket.

"How do you feel about joining the mile high club?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow at me. "Because I'm up for it if you are." He smirked and took my hand under the blanket to his pressing me against his jeans so I could feel just how up for it he was.

"What?"

"Plane sex Princess," he looked at me eagerly.

"We can't have sex here!" I whispered.

"Not here, we can sneak off to the bathroom, no one will notice."

"No!"

"Aw, come on, Jungkook says it's fucking awesome!"

"Um, thanks for that visual, now it's a definite no," I laughed as he pouted.

"Can I get you another glass of champagne sir?" The flirty, ridiculously heavily made up stewardess asked Taehyung.

"No thank you," I told her with narrowed eyes, "My husband has clearly had enough to drink seeing as he's trying to persuade me to fuck him in the restroom." I know it was rude and quite unlike me but she had ignored me for hours, directing all her questions and her obviously enhanced chest at Taehyung the entire flight.

She looked stunned, before she scuttled away.

"Shit Princess, you know what it does to me when you curse," Taehyung groaned, thrusting himself into my hand.

"Stop it!" I hissed, pulling my hand away from him and setting it above the blanket, although internally I was smiling because it was obvious how much he wanted me.

We landed safely and made it through baggage claim and into the warm Miami sunshine, the climate and the scenery were so different to Busan.

A limo was, of course, waiting to take us to a lavish hotel, and I gazed out of the window at the beach and the palm trees before staring at the beautiful buildings as we sat in traffic. I couldn't wait to feel the warm sand between my toes and perhaps swim in the ocean.

After checking in to the hotel and showering off from our travel, Taehyung and I walked along the beach and stopped at a small bistro for an early dinner. I also did some shopping at the little boutiques and picked up some mementos.

Afterwards we sat on the beach and watched the sunset. I dipped my toes in the water and we had ice-cream. It was nice to spend time with Taehyung, just being normal tourists. And for a little while we were just two people, happy and in love, having a wonderful time.

We headed back to the hotel; I was tired from the traveling and anxious to climb back into bed with him. He again spent the night making me lose my mind in orgasmic bliss until I fell asleep sated and happy in his arms.

I woke to the smell of coffee and bacon and I moaned as I opened my eyes. Taehyung was sat up looking at me, a tray of breakfast beside the bed.

"I could get used to waking up like this," I smiled at him as he bent down to kiss me.

"Princess I'd bring you breakfast in bed every day for the rest of our lives if I could but you know I can't cook for shit," he said as I sat up beside him.

He handed me a coffee which I sipped gratefully before he handed me a plate of bacon, eggs and pancakes.

"Are you trying to make me fat Mr Kim?" I arched my eyebrow at him.

"Not at all Mrs Kim," he smiled, "I'm just trying to keep you energized for the next step of our honeymoon, trust me you'll need stamina."

I rolled my eyes at him; I think if he had his way we wouldn't leave the bed for a week.

"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked around a mouthful of eggs.

"Nope," he smirked, heading off for a shower. I wolfed down the rest of my breakfast and went to join him, although I couldn't wait to see some of the sights and find out where Taehyung was taking me. I thought we might have enough time before we departed for me to give him a little honeymoon surprise.

I stepped into the shower and Taehyung turned towards me, a grin on his face as he quirked an eyebrow.

"I thought you might need a hand," I shrugged, putting my hands on his chest and feeling down towards his stomach.

"Yeah?" he asked looking at me with wide eyes, it was unusual for me to be so blatant and initiate anything but I knew Taehyung loved it when I did.

"Yep," I said reaching out to take his hardening erection and stroking him up and down a few times.

"Shit," he moaned out reaching for me but I moved so he couldn't.

"Nuh uh Taehyung, keep your hands to yourself," I told him firmly as I sped up my movements causing him to hiss in pleasure. He leaned back against the shower wall, throwing his head back and shutting his eyes and I stared at him for a moment, he was always so beautiful, but nothing compared to seeing him absorbed in pleasure.

I sunk to my knees and took him into my mouth, causing him to jerk and his eyes sprung open.

"Princess, I, uh, fuck!" He tried to talk but I moved further down his shaft leaving him stuttering and gasping.

"Princess!" He tried to grab at my hair to pull me off of him but I shook my head. "You don't have…you don't like…I thought…"

I smiled, loving that I could render him almost incoherent. Blow jobs weren't my favorite thing, I'd attempted it a few times since his birthday, but he usually stopped me, insisting I didn't have to and then making me forget my intentions by having his way with me. However right now I was determined, I wanted him to feel good, I wanted to do this and I felt powerful knowing that I could do something for him that he seemed to enjoy so much.

I looked up at him to see him staring down at me as I bobbed up and down, taking him as far as was comfortable.

"Fuck Princess, do you know how good you look on your knees sucking my cock?"

I moaned around him. Jesus Christ! Even in this state he could still have me turned on and wanting him with a simple crude comment.

I sped up my movements as his breathing quickened, swirling my tongue around his tip before plunging back down on him. I knew he was close, his hips moving in time with me, despite him trying not to thrust down my throat.

"Fuck, shit, fuck! Princess!" He yelled as he emptied into my mouth, I was prepared this time and swallowed quickly, still sucking on him gently as he twitched in my mouth.

I pulled off him with a pop and he pulled me under my arms to my feet, leaning in to kiss me deeply, I knew he must be able to taste himself but he didn't seem to care and honestly it just turned me on more.

"I love you so fucking much, and not just because you give awesome head," he said sincerely and I laughed. "Now, my turn." He grinned wickedly and sunk to his knees pushing my back against the shower wall and lifting one of my legs over his shoulder.

He didn't mess around plunging his tongue inside me and sucking at me as I cried out in pleasure. He held my ass, helping to keep me steady and to keep me against his face as he expertly licked and sucked until I couldn't take it anymore. I was already worked up, so it was in next to no time that I felt my orgasm approaching.

"Taehyung! I'm…, I'm…, I'm gonna…" I gasped trying to gain purchase against the slippery walls as I felt my knees go weak as I came with a scream.

Not letting me recover he stood, lifted me into his arms and thrust himself inside me.

"Princess, you're so fucking beautiful when you cum," he said with gritted teeth as he slammed into me. I grabbed his hair and looked him in the eye as we connected.

"I love you," I panted as he took me higher and higher.

"I love you," he replied before kissing me, we came together wrapped in each other's arms and stifling our moans with kisses.

After we had recovered he let me down onto shaky legs and turned off the water, not much washing had been done but we were both too exhausted to attempt it and we collapsed in towels on the bed and dozed for another couple of hours.

When we eventually managed to dress and leave the hotel Taehyung suggested lunch down by the marina and we ate at a fancy place before strolling along looking at the impressive yachts. They were huge, I was used to seeing little fishing boats and the occasional larger boat down by the beach near Busan but these were massive.

When I mentioned this to Taehyung, he smirked at me and we continued on our way. After a few more minutes, we reached the end of the dock and in front of us is one of the most beautiful yachts I've ever seen. Before I knew what was happening, Taehyung is made his way up the ramp towards a gentleman who I assumed must be the captain. After a moment of quiet chatting, Taehyung turned to me and motioned for me to join him.

"Don't be shy, come aboard."

I stared at him for a few moments before he helped me up the gangway.

"This is our honeymoon Princess, we're gonna cruise around the Bahamas for a week, we'll stop off along the way, but mostly it will be me and you alone at sea," he smiled happily.

I stared at him stunned for a few moments, never in my wildest dreams had I considered that he would be planning something like this.

I was introduced to the Captain who would be manning a small crew for the duration of our stay and he gave us a tour of the magnificent yacht. There was three cabins and the room we would be using had huge windows so you could see the view. There was a kitchen, dining room and living room, and a huge deck complete with small pool and eating area; it was basically a house on the ocean.

We spent some time exploring the boat, our belongings had magically appeared in the master bedroom.

Supplies were brought in by the crew and it was early evening by the time we were ready to sail. A small crowd gathered to watch as we pulled out of the docks and I stood at the back of the boat until I couldn't see land any longer.

"This is amazing Taehyung," I told him as we ate dinner on the deck, looking out at the sea and under the stars. The meal that had been prepared for us was exquisite and I hated to think how much this honeymoon had cost.

When we finished eating, he whipped me out of my seat and pulled me into his arms, as if on cue soft music started playing through the sound system and he swayed me, dancing along to the slow song.

We danced for a while, before lying back to look at the moon and the stars. It was so peaceful out here; I couldn't see land in any direction and could only hear the gentle sound of the waves as we sailed.

Taehyung leaned over and kissed me gently, although I knew there were other people aboard we had total privacy and he took full advantage, loving me right there under the stars, as the yacht rocked beneath us.

The boat was still when I woke in the morning, and I jumped out eager to see where we'd docked and what our plans were.

Taehyung was already up, showered and wearing a pair of red board shorts and nothing else. I stopped to gape at him, my eyes wandering down his chest, the boy looked good.

"I spoke to my mom, the boys are fine," he told me.

"Good," I smiled, he checked in with them twice a day and I loved him more for being so devoted to our children. "Where are we?"

"We've docked in Nassau, and we are going to spend the day at the Atlantis Resort," he told me. "Just one of the many stops we are making during the week."

Taehyung proceeded to explain all the different activities he had arranged for us to partake in. There was so much to do, I almost felt like we could spend a week here and not get bored. When he mentioned swimming with dolphins and stingrays, and taking a tour of a marine habitat I knew he had put a lot of thought into our honeymoon. He told me to hurry up and change so we could get our day started. I ran back to our room and pulled out one of my bikinis and threw it on; it was deep blue with strings that tied it together.

"I've changed my mind, we're not going out in public," Taehyung stated as I rejoined him on the deck.

"What?"

"We can just stay here in private, or find someplace quiet to swim in the ocean."

"But you have the whole day planned already, why have you changed your mind?" I asked.

"Because there is no way any other motherfucker is seeing you in that bikini!"

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Listen Princess, if you go out like that, some fucker is gonna stare at you and I'm gonna end up having to kill him which will be a massive pain in the fucking ass, so let's just stay on the boat, find some nice secluded spot and swim in the ocean."

"Don't be ridiculous I'll put a dress over my swimsuit, I want to swim with the dolphins."

"Fine, but I cannot be held accountable for my actions today when you are dressed like that," he stated rather smugly.

He finally led me off the boat and we walked into the impressive and decadent hotel. When we entered the water park, I saw the pool and let out a girlish squeal. Taehyung smiled, sensing my excitement and asked what I wanted to do first.

After a day filled with some of the most amazing experiences I've ever had, we basically dragged ourselves back onto the boat and into bed, both of us too tired to think straight.

The rest of the week passed by far too quickly, we sailed from island to island stopping occasionally to look around, shop or go to the beach, but the majority of our time was spent aboard the boat, talking, laughing, and mostly loving one another. Although I missed my babies like crazy, it was still bittersweet when we spent our last night sailing back to Miami. Watching as the city came into view I knew that come tomorrow we would be back in Seoul and back to real life, this honeymoon had been like a dream.

We spent that night in the hotel we had stayed in before, and the following day I did some last minute shopping for presents as our flight wasn't leaving until early evening. Because we wouldn't arrive in Seoul until late we were planning to stay at Yoongi's hotel before heading home first thing Wednesday morning.

The flight home passed fairly quickly as I slept for most of the journey. We rode in a limo to the hotel, but the traffic was appalling so we ended up fooling around in the back while we waited for the traffic to clear. Taehyung teased me relentlessly, kissing me in his lap and loving the fact I was braless under the sundress I wore. I was worked up and ready when we arrived at the hotel. We rushed inside, straight to the elevators and held hands as we waited, both of us knowing what was coming as soon as we got to our room.

Even after a week on the boat, we were both still desperate and needy, I hoped that as our marriage continued we would still have this need for each other, the want and the desire, our connection had been present from day one, and I hoped it lasted forever.

"Are you cold Princess?" Taehyung laughed as we waited for the elevator.

I rolled my eyes, I was freezing, but he also knew I was worked up from all his teasing in the limo, so my nipples were standing at attention below my flimsy dress. He leant down to kiss me, not breaking it as he pulled me into the elevator, pushing me against the wall and kissing me frantically.

As we started moving he lifted me into his arms, grinding himself into me as I lifted my legs around him.

When we arrived on the top floor he turned us towards the door, before letting me down slowly his hands running along my legs and under my skirt, till he met my almost bare ass.

"Jesus Princess, what the fuck are you wearing under this dress?" he whispered as the doors opened.

"If you play your cards right I might let you see," I told him as I backed out.

He stared at me and then smirked before stalking out of the elevator and coming at me.

I squealed and turned to run to our room, but he caught me in seconds. Lifting me and pulling out the card for our suite, as soon as we were inside he kicked the door shut and carried me to the bedroom. He threw me down on the bed and I laughed as I bounced with the force.

He wasted no time; he stripped out of his clothes quickly as I watched, the laughter dying in my throat as I saw the look he was giving me.

Silently he lowered himself onto the bed and between my legs, pushing my dress up to get a look at my thong, he groaned placing just one kiss over them before he tore them from my body.

"Two hours in a fucking airport, six hours on a plane and then a fucking traffic jam in Seoul, it has been far too long since I've been inside you Princess," he said before thrusting himself into me.

I gasped at the sudden intrusion; I was more than ready to take him, I was just surprised.

His hands pulled at the straps of my dress pushing them down to reveal my chest and he sucked a nipple into his mouth, groaning before he bit it gently.

"Taehyung," I cried, loving what he was doing to my body, his urgency, his passion, it all made the experience that much better and I fell apart around him chanting his name as he grunted above me until I felt him spill inside me before collapsing to the side of me.

"Sorry," he said after a couple of minutes.

"Don't be," I smiled running my hand through his hair until he crawled up the bed and pulled me onto his chest.

"Are you ready to go home?" he asked.

I nodded; it had been a wonderful honeymoon and I'd had a fantastic time, but it was time to go home and see my babies. I'd missed them so much and I knew they would have changed even in ten short days.

We slept peacefully, wrapped up together, enjoying our last night as a couple before we headed home and back to family life.

The next morning we woke early, both of us eager to see our boys.

"Ready?" Taehyung asked smiling as he picked up our suitcases and held out his hand.

"Yep," I told him leaning up to kiss him. "Thank you Taehyung I had a wonderful time."

"Me too Princess, me too. Now let's go see the Little Dudes." His smile widened as I'm sure mine did too at the thought of TaeHyun and TaeJung, and we rushed downstairs to the limo that would take us home.

We had just entered Busan when Taehyung's phone rang, I was almost vibrating with the need to see the boys and he seemed just as excited.

I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying, so I was surprised when he threw his phone and shouted "Fuck!"

"Is everything alright?" I asked.

"That was Jimin," Taehyung said frowning.

"Ok…,"

"They found Kai's body yesterday. Apparently it's all over the news."

I gasped and tears sprang to my eyes, but he pulled me onto his lap whispering that 'Everything would be ok', but I knew the Organized Crime Division were going to be all over this and therefore the Kim's.

I settled my head on Taehyung's shoulder and tried to remain calm and concentrate on seeing my sons, although it wasn't easy.

It had been a blissful ten days with no distractions, but now it seemed we were well and truly back to reality.

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Soooo….. What did you think? Last chapter of fluff before the prologue, I hope you liked it. x