Jimin is your sweet husband, you love each other so much. He's soft, loving, caring and possessive. He's so sweet and kind, oen day you got into an arguement. And soon after, you both parted ways and went to different places to sleep, he went to the couch. Feeling a bit guilty while you went to your shared bedroom. Only hours later, it was 4am. Jimin was up watching dramas on lower volume... while you... you were regretting everything you said. You both said horrible things to eachother, you got up. Wiping tears from your puffy eyes, your lips puckered into a pout as you stumbled to the living room. The light of the TV screen shining on Jimin's face, he saw your teary eyes, as you held a blanket and a pillow. Jimin so badly wanted to come to you earlier, but he decided to give you space. As he looked at you, he patted the couch, wanting you to come and lay with him...

"Shhh my baby..." he spoke as you approached him, holding the sides of your head as he placed a kiss on your forehead, making you lay in his arms.

"... Love you don't have to cry anymore..." he spoke again, stroking your hair...