Mina's POV

I felt someone tapping my shoulder, so I opened one of my eyes to see who it is. It was Jimin's face whom I saw as soon as I woke up. He's smiling. It was the smile that makes me feel special in a way I can't explain. I didn't realize that I fell into sleep while waiting for us to arrive on our destination. I looked outside to see where we are and to my surprise, we're already in front of the building.

"We're here," he chuckled and played my hair. I pouted and hit his arm gently. "Ow! What was that for?" He frowned exaggeratingly and I giggled as a response.

"You didn't wake me up." I said, still pouting. He continued playing with my hair until his hand reached my waist. I got tickly all the sudden, so I told him to stop circling his hand around that part. "Stop it!"

He let out a soft chuckle, "You were sleeping so soundly. I didn't want to wake you up." He then kissed my forehead and a smile on my lips were formed. We paid the driver and headed to our unit.

I felt chilly as soon as we reached our room, so I hugged myself and walked towards the shower room to get myself cleaned up before going to bed. I thought the warm water while showering will make me feel somewhat better, but I felt worse. I think I'm going to catch a fever soon. I kept on sneezing and coughing while showering and it's making me feel real drowsy. I decided to finish fast because I'm starting to feel cold. I wore my robe and opened the door.

Jimin hugged me when I opened the door and started caressing my hair. "Are you okay?" I felt his concern towards me. I hugged him back and giggled a little. "I heard those sneezing and coughing."

"I'm better now that you're hugging me. I feel warm." I jested, trying to pull off a joke, so that his worries will lessen, but I heard him sigh instead. "I'll dress myself up— " I wasn't able to finish my sentence because I coughed. He escaped from his embrace and cupped my face. He placed the back of his palm on my forehead and checked if I have a fever.

He tsk-ed, "You're hot. You shouldn't have taken a shower." I didn't answer him back because I sneezed. He led me to our room and I dressed up in front of him since he won't leave me alone. He reasoned out that I might faint anytime. Though it's kind of embarrassing to show him my body without any garments on, I still let him watch me. He's my husband. He's the least person that I could show my naked body to, right?

He dried my hair for me before I go to bed. I involuntarily smiled while he's doing such a girly thing. After that evening ritual, I told him that I want to sleep already. He looked worried since we're not eating dinner yet. "Don't sleep until I finished making soup for you, okay?" I nodded slightly and he kissed my forehead. He covered my body with layers of blankets and comforters since I feel cold. He then left me to cook food for both of us. I tried resisting the drowsiness that I have been feeling, so I can eat dinner with him before sleeping, but I failed. I dozed off.

Jimin's POV

After finishing cooking the soup and readying the medicines that I prepared for my wife, I went upstairs to check on her. I opened the door and saw her sleeping. She doesn't know that she's snoring heavily since she's sleeping and it made me chuckle. I placed the soup that I made on the bedside table and squatted to see her up close.

Those deep brown eyes that turns into hearts whenever she sees me, her pointed nose, her cheekbones that were carved in perfection and those sweet, delectable and pinkish lips of hers that reveals her gummy smiles whenever she's happy. Oh, and her beauty marks that makes her the Myoui Mina that I love. Those are the things that I love and will loving it more and more as the years pass by. Though we're getting old, I will still love those.

"Good night, babe. I love you." I half-smiled and kissed her lips. I don't care if I get sick because of kissing her. Those are my drugs and it's hard for me to resist them.

She opened her eyes slightly. It looks like I woke her up because of the kiss. I saw her smile a little and then she apologized: "I'm sorry if I slept on you." It made me laugh a little. She grabbed more of the blankets and covered her head. I can see her shaking.

"It's okay." I assured her. "Take your meds, babe." She nodded and tried sitting, so I helped her. When she's done taking her meds, I took the soup back in the kitchen, turned the heater inside our room on and went to bed. She turned around to hug me. She placed her head on my chest and I embraced her, making her feel warmer. "Good night, babe." I said before sleeping and she just hummed as a reply.

I didn't realize that I'll be marrying Mina. She wasn't exactly my type when we were still in high school. She was weird and I don't date weird girls that are strangely addicted to ketchup and walks like a penguin. When my parents said that they'll be marrying me off to Mina, I was uninterested, so when that fateful day came, I treated Mina badly. I remembered her handing her hand for a hand shake, but I just stared at it. But as we went out for dates, I learned to love her. She made me happy and it's amazes me how was she doing that to me. At that moment, I told myself that I'm ready to get married to her. I'm ready to spend my entire life with the woman that I love the most besides my mom.

Mina's POV

I woke up with a heavy feeling. Jimin wasn't beside me and I bet he's rushing to get to work on time. I was kind of guilty last night since he cooked a meal for me and I was unable to eat it because I was very sleepy.

He attended to my needs last night. I bet he didn't get enough sleep because my coughs are loud and it keeps on waking him up. He keeps on stroking my back whenever I cough really hard. There's also three bags full of used tissue laying on the floor because of my runny nose.

I sat down and checked myself if I still have a fever. And yeah, I'm still sick. I stood up, trying to walk though my legs are painful.

I made my way to the kitchen and there I saw Jimin cooking breakfast. He's half naked, but he's wearing an apron to cover the upperpart of his body. It seems like he felt my presence, so he turned his head towards my direction and looked at me, shocked. He turned off the stove and walked towards me, "You should go rest. Don't stand up too often." He held both of my shoulders while saying those words and then cupped my cheeks. He gave me a quick peck on my nose. "Good morning, babe."

I let out a soft giggle, "Good morning, too, babe." I greeted him back and pinched his cheek.

"Are you hungry?" He went back to the stove and started transferring the sausages to the plates.

"Kinda," I answered and walked towards him. "You're late for work. Are you aware of that?" I asked him worriedly. His boss might give him a bad treatment if he ever skips work. He turned towards me and answered:

"I took a sick leave." My eyebrow raised and checked if he really is sick. He started laughing, as if I just threw some hilarious joke.

"What's so funny, Mr. Park?" I asked him, but he kept on laughing and laughing. "Yah! Answer me!" He held his laughter and composed himself before answering me.

"I told my boss that I will be taking care of my wife." He squeezed both of my cheeks and grinned widely, showing off his eyesmile. "Do you want me to make you a soup?" He asked and looked inside the refrigerator to get some garnish or what.

"I'm good." But he still looked for ingredients and started making me a bowl of soup. I convinced him that it's okay for me if he won't cook a soup for me, but he still insisted and let his stubbornness overrule me. I sighed defeatedly. After some minutes or so, he gave me the soup. I was about to take the spoon when he grabbed it first and started stirring it. He blew it first before feeding it to me.

"Here comes the train~" I laughed at his playfulness. It's nice to see his playful side and I'm glad that his childish heart was not gone though he grew up. I opened my mouth slightly then he fed me. He kept on feeding me like a child until I finished the soup. I never saw him eat anything yet, so I took the chopsticks and fed him a sausage. "Do you want some?" I nodded and he then stood up to get ketchup. He knows that I put ketchup on most of the food that I eat.

He poured ketchup on the sausage and fed me. He stared at me for a second—which I found strange, but I decided not to bother him. Maybe he's thinking of something important about work and I feel bad for being sick. He's going to take care of me though I can manage.

"You've got something on your lip," he leaned closer and it made my heart race. It keeps on pounding louder and faster as he nears his face on mine. "Let me wipe it for you." The next thing he did shocked me. He wiped the ketchup on my lips by kissing me. He stopped and looked at me while smirking. I feel like I stopped from breathing—literally—because of what he did.

"You're going to get yourself sick." I told him with a sad tone and sneezed. He handed me a box of tissue and I gladly took it from him. He was about to answer me back when we heard a loud ring from his phone. He stood up and left me because of that annoying phone of his. That phone is seriously getting on my nerves. If I ever lose my temper because of that irritating phone, I might throw it away and give him a new one.

I honestly sometimes wonder who was the caller because he/she keeps on interrupting our moment. I don't want to be a paranoid by thinking that he has a mistress or what because I trust him. I believe that he won't cheat on me because he loves me so much.

He came back to the kitchen and started cleaning the dishes. "Who was that?" I asked him, but it seems like he didn't hear me, so I asked him again. "Babe, who's that?"

"M-My boss." He uttered and started fixing the apron after washing the dishes. He walked towards me and handed me my meds and a glass of water. "He just asked me something. That's all." I didn't reply. Instead, I stood up and left him. I went to the living room to watch some interesting show, but apparently, there's none.

I felt him sit beside me. He even placed his hand on my shoulder and rested his head on my other shoulder. "Are you mad?" He asked and faced me, but I didn't look back. "Babe..." I closed my eyes tightly and opened it again after sighing.

I glanced at him, "Maybe I'm just a little bit annoyed with your phone." I answered him honestly. I don't want to answer him with a lie. "Can you put it on silent mode just for today?" He nodded and fished his phone from his pocket. Just like what I ordered him to do, he pressed the mute setting and placed his head back on my shoulder. "Are you still feeling bad?"

"A bit." I then coughed and I heard him sigh. He sat on the other side of the couch and let me sleep on his thighs. He started caressing my hair up to my arm using his warm hand. We were just silently watching a show. Maybe I was the one who built the awkwardness between us now because I was infuriated of his phone. Maybe I should apologize to him then.

"Babe," I uttered and then I heard him hum instead of talking to me. "I'm sorry." I turned myself around to face him. He looked down on me and smiled a little. He didn't answer me with words, instead he kissed me on my forehead and at this moment, that's the best and sweetest answer that he could give me. I gave him my sweetest smile and he put his lips on mine—which surprised me. It seems like he's getting addicted to kissing all the time. I was giggling as he's kissing me and I can also hear his soft chuckles. I held both of his cheeks and it made him stop himself from kissing me. I realized that we're not yet having a real honeymoon. Like we're going to some place abroad or a cruise on a yacht to spend a night together.

"It looks like you're feeling better now," He stared into my eyes and I gazed back at his. "You're sweating." He wiped some of my sweat on my forehead and leaned back on the couch. "Do you want to go out and have a date?" I nodded slightly and then he asked me to stand up so we can ready ourselves. I thought he'll be showering alone, but then he dragged me from the inside of the shower room and made me stay inside.

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