Yoongi and I have been married for three years already and are raising our beautiful twins — Yeri and Yujin. Yep, a girl and a boy. They're turning one year old this year. I decided to be a stay at home mom and look after them while Yoongi worked. He quit his teaching job at the University because he said he felt unhappy doing that kind of job. It paid him well but it wasn't exactly satisfying his spiritual needs so we talked and he told me that he wanted to serve the church. Which brings us to now, Yoongi is currently a minister for the youth. It fit him more than his teaching job. He's more relaxed in the environment he's in and I could see that it makes him happy to be guiding young adults in the decisions they make.

I fully supported him through that but my belief towards the church still hasn't changed. I don't hate the church but I prefer not to practice my religion. Yoongi was okay with that. He told me that my belief doesn't make me a bad person. He's fully accepted that part of me and I'm thankful that he has been showing me the same affection he had since we met. I love that about him. It just shows that love knows no boundaries.

"I'm home." Yoongi entered our home, passing by the living room and to the kitchen. It wasn't ideal but it was home to us. "So you were here. I was waiting for you to come and greet me."

"Sorry, my hands are full at the moment." I gave him a smile and showed him what I was doing—packing up food.

"Aren't you making too much food?" He asked as he place his bag down the table and approached me from behind. Yoongi snaked his arm around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder. "Don't tire yourself out too much."

"I'm not." I chuckled as I packed the last serving in the food container. "I just don't have time to cook so I'm doing it now."

"Then don't cook." Yoongi said, his lips tickling my ear when he speaks. "We can always go out."

I wiped my hands on a towel before I face him, giving him a look, "And the babies?"

"Ahh.." He mutters and then sheepishly smiles. "I was just joking. By the way, where are they?"

"In the bedroom, I need to feed them now." I said, quickly putting the food containers in the fridge. Yoongi grabbed his bag and followed me to the bedroom, where the twins are starting to wake up. He picked up Yujin and I took Yeri as they were both crying already. "I think I saved some of my milk in the fridge. Please warm it up for me and feed Yujin."

Yoongi did what I told him to and left me to feed Yerin. She was a bit troublesome to feed not like her brother. Yoongi came back with Yujin's milk and found me still struggling to guide my nipple into Yeri's mouth. Yoongi sat beside me with Yujin in his arms. "What do I do with her, Yoongi? Should we go to the doctor?"

"Give her some time. She'll get the hang of it." Yoongi comforted me and, somehow, it worked. There are days that Yeri feeds well and there are days that she just sleeps a lot.

We placed them down again on their cribs after feeding them and immediately they've fallen asleep. Yoongi just watched them sleeping soundly, smiling at how they're breathing so softly, "They're like little angels. I could watch them all day. I can't believe they came from us."

I smoothed a hand down Yoongi's back and he straightened up to my level to kiss me, "I love you, Cassie."

"I love you too." I mumble softly as I place my arms around his neck and gently card my fingers through his hair. He dives back down and captures my lips again. His slow kisses are always so gentle. Now his hands make its way to my breasts, cupping both of them and molding his hands over them, feeling the weight. I moan slightly before I pulled away, "Yoongi, what's gotten into you today?"

"Nothing. I just miss you." He answers in a voice so low that I feel myself getting more turned on. "I feel like we're too busy to spend time with each other." Yoongi added, resting his hands on my hips. "I don't want you to feel neglected."

"I'm not feeling anything like that." I smiled softly, putting my hand against his cheek. "But yeah, sometimes, I just want to be next to you every minute of the day."

Yoongi smiles and pulls me in for a kiss, his tongue prods at my lips and I accept him. Our feet shuffles towards the bed and he lays me down gently on the white sheets. His hands removes his tie first then moves to unbutton his shirt all the way down before he discards them on the floor. I bite my lip as I watched him shed his clothes one by one and reveal himself to me, bare and hard.

I sit up on the edge of the bed and stares at how he strokes his whole length slowly before he positions himself over my lips. I look up at him as I take in his tip inside my mouth, swirling my tongue around his glans. He keeps his gaze on me while his other hand strokes my hair gently, "Baby, you're so good at this.."

I hummed in reply, still having him lodged in my mouth. I spread my legs open and hunch my dress up over my thighs to rub myself down there. Yoongi moans at the sight of me with my hand between my thighs and my underwear swiped aside to allow access for my fingers.

I moaned when I felt myself cumming, my fingers pumping fast in me. I took him out of my mouth and he catch his length that is covered in my saliva. Yoongi stroked himself before my spread legs, his eyes caught between my thigh where my fingers easily slipped in and out of me. He presses his finger on my clit and I came while calling his name in soft moans, my hips moving involuntarily in circles against his hand. "Yoongi.. mm, Minister Yoongi.. it feels so good."

"You are so horny." Yoongi has taken his place on top of me when I opened my eyes. "Did you just call me Minister Yoongi? You've never called me that before."

"I needed that to get me off." I smile breathless at him. "Didn't it sound hot?"

"It did." He smiled and put his mouth on me, breaths warm as our tongues collided. Yoongi pulled me on top of him and positioned himself onto my entrance, "Ride me."

I feel a shiver run down to my core with his words. Everything he does just keep on making me feel hotter. I put him in my hand, stroking him and circling his tip around my entrance which I can tell he enjoys as much as I do. We kissed some more as I slide him between my wetness. He moans into my mouth and bucks his hips up causing his tip to slip in and fully inside me. I felt him stretching my walls, deliciously filling me up with all of him as anchored him down on the bed with my hands on his chest. I rolled my hips back and forth slowly and allowed myself to get drunk in the pleasure of having his hard shaft impaling me. Yoongi holds my hips and lifts me up to better take him in. He moans every time he bottoms out in me and I just grip on my dress to keep them up.

Yoongi sits up and holds me, pausing for a moment to look at my face, "You still okay?"

I nod at him and send him a small smile. "I love you, Yoongi.." I say as I cup his face with my hands. He proceeds to thrust his hips up, kissing the skin over my collarbone and all over my chest. I lean my forehead against his, sighing out into the air. Silent pleasure taking over the both of us.

It lasted for another five minutes before we finally exhausted ourselves and laid down next to each other. Yoongi warmly spooned me in his arms and placed a kiss on my forehead, "I love you so much."

Then he kisses my cheek, my eyes, my nose and all over my face until I burst out in giggles and I tell him to stop. He stops at once and I give him a smile while I played with the ends of his hair, which strangely relaxes him so he closes his eyes, "Yoongi."

"Hm?" He hums but didn't open his eyes.

"I know it's late to say this now but I really felt bad forcing you to have sex with me before. I was immature. I'm sorry." I said in one breath, making Yoongi smile and cuddle closer to me.

"There is nothing that you should apologize for." Yoongi replied, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down when he spoke. "I honestly wasn't being true to myself back then because I knew I wanted you too. I do feel guilty that we did it before marriage.. but He will understand. He always does, Darling." His hand caresses my hair as he said those words to me.

"You're just making me feel better." I showed him a frown. "I acted like a slut in high school. I didn't sleep around but I sure looked like one. No wonder my mother was so eager to sign me up in your prayer circle. If I listened to her maybe I would be different.."

"There is nothing wrong with you." Yoongi moves his hand from my hair to my chin, making me look at him. "You and I are made in His likeness so there is nothing bad about you or me."

"So don't keep worrying about it. Maybe you were wrong and a bit hasty. We were a bit hasty." Yoongi chuckles when he said that and I, as the guilty one, did too. "But who doesn't make mistakes? If you listened to your mother and, let's say, you're a different person now, do you think that would really affect what I feel for you? I will still feel the same about you and even if I tried, I can never find someone who I could share the same feelings that I have with you."

"I love you." I said and I can never get tired of telling him that. There's just this warm feeling in my chest whenever I say it, like a strong sense of security and comfort. I felt very emotional at the moment as I thought about what I would be like now if I didn't meet Yoongi? The thought was scary to me so I closed my eyes and hugged Yoongi closer.

Yoongi hugs me tighter and I leaned my face against his chest. "I'm so glad I didn't give you up."

I smiled. "I'm so glad you didn't."

author's note;
I know this sucks but I read the comments and some are asking for something like this. I don't know what else to write. I feel like if I write more, I'd ruin it. 😕

I just made this last chapter to just have another glimpse of Yoongi and Cassie. 😉