When you heard steps outside the dorms, you hurried to the door and stood there waiting anxiously as you heard the clicking sound of the door unlocking. Namjoon opened it, Yoongi and Hobi were behind him carrying his suitcases.

"Oh, hello Noona, what a surprise!" he said with a warm smile that showcased his dimples as he stepped aside for his hyung to greet you. Yoongi looked up from his phone and poked his head from behind Joon.

"Jagi?" he gawked at you, he wasn't expecting to see you here when he finally came back home after his military service. A gummy smile drew itself on his face as he walked up to you. You were holding a beautifully decorated cake.

"You didn't make this" Yoongi said in disbelief, his lips slowly forming a mocking smirk. Hobi walked in and greeted you with a smile, you glanced at him briefly and offered a sweet smile that turned into a frown the second you looked back at his hyung.

"I did! See, it's my handwriting" you said talking with a pout as you pointed at the Welcome written with icing on the top.

"Are you sure it's edible?" he replied laughing amused. Hobi was still standing next to you and he ran his finger along the side of the cake carefully.

"You're such an idiot, Min Yoongi" you growled and slapped his arm. You just wanted to smash it in his face for being an ungrateful brat.

"Aya*! But you can't cook, it's one of the first things you told me" Yoongi complained rubbing his upper arm pitifully with furrowed eyebrows. He side glanced at Hoseok and slapped his hand away scowling at him, but it was too late. He giggled as he walked away, licking the icing off his finger.

"Tae's girlfriend helped me make it and she's a really good baker" you muttered.

"It tastes delicious, Noona!" Hobi said as he carried his hyung's suitcase to the hallway and Yoongi huffed annoyed that he messed up your cake. You had clearly worked really hard on it and you had his heart melting at the gesture, but he couldn't help but tease you. He leaned in your ear.

"Don't talk to me like that. Not now, I only just got here, jagi" he said and chuckled darkly. As he pulled away you saw the racy smirk on his face. Your jaw had dropped and you were making a face at him.

"What? It's been eight months" he said shifting uncomfortably and blushing embarrassed. He averted your eyes as you were scrunching your nose at his words.

"You can't keep it in your pants, can you?" you whispered and laughed at him. Yoongi rolled his eyes. Not this again, he thought running his tongue along his teeth irritated.

"You're never getting over that, are you?" he whispered back frustrated. It had been years since his words had rubbed you the wrong way and every chance you got you reminded him of it. You couldn't help it in this case, it had been eight months too when he said that to you.

Yoongi picked up his other suitcase annoyed and bumped into your shoulder childishly as he walked past you with pursed lips and a frown. You quickly put down the cake on the coffee table.

"You can't get rid of me" you said as you back-hugged him before he could escape. Yoongi chuckled and looked at you over his shoulder with a soft side smile.

"So when is the wedding?" Hobi asked after hearing your words as he came back in the lounge.

"It's not happening" the older one turned back and gave him a look.

"I'd walk out the door now if I were you, noona. He's got you waiting forever and now he says this" his dongsaeng said laughing shamelessly. Yoongi glared at him but he just laughed harder.

"Well, it's too late to walk out of this, unfortunately" you replied nonchalantly. Yoongi looked back at you with wide eyes, had you just outed them? Was this revenge for making fun of your baking? Hobi was speechless as he gawked at you, his eyes went from you to your supposed boyfriend multiple times before he could utter a word.

"Y-you...when?" he asked shocked and confused, a wide smile slowly spreading across his lips.

"After her graduation" Yoongi mumbled looking away, but his red face was unmissable even from the side. Hobi giggled happily and hugged you both tightly as he congratulated you.

"Namjoon-ah! Did you hear?" he shouted and turned around to go look for the leader.

"No, hajima**! Hoseok-ah!" his hyung screamed as he headed down the hallway once more, but he was ignored with a devious chuckle. Yoongi quickly turned around to face you.

"I was just joking, I'm sorry. Thank you for the cake, I love it. Can I have some?" he blurted out hurriedly in your ear as he buried his face in the crook of your neck sheepishly. "Please stop this" he pleaded and you laughed softly.

"So was I. It would be concerning if I didn't know you as your wife" you grinned at him brightly and it was that demented look on your face that you had when you were excessively proud of yourself. He swallowed hard at the word coming out of your mouth, his wife. That's right, he thought and bit his lower lip nervously.

"You know I like your smile, right?" he said and you giggled "Not that one though" he added and smirked before making a face.

"Will you ever grow out of being a brat?" you spat at him with a glare.

"There's no age to be a creep, you would know" he retorted furrowing his eyebrows.

You looked judgingly into each other's eyes completely expressionless. Until they started burning and you both had to blink. Yoongi finally gave in and started laughing as you rubbed your eyes and joined him.

"Alright, let's stop playing around" you chirped and he chuckled. "I haven't seen you in forever, did you miss me?" as usual you blurted out the first thing that came to your mind without thinking. But you didn't care anymore these days, Yoongi knew you too well by now. His gaze had softened at the question.

"So much" he said checking the guys were not in the lounge to then crash his lips on yours needily. Those plush lips he'd been dreaming about feeling again as the day to see you again got closer and closer these last few weeks.

You laughed softly against his lips after seeing him do that, he still wouldn't kiss you on the lips around his band mates. He was never going to grow out of it, you found it adorable. Though he'd kiss your cheek sometimes, when he really had to.

He dug his hands on your hips and you joined your hands on the small of his back. He licked his lips and pushed his tongue in your mouth. Deepening the kiss and wildly playing around with your tongue. He had rubbed off on you and now you matched up to him when you made out.

Yoongi was smug about the fact that he could still make you weak at the knees though, he was always one step ahead. You had moved your hands to cup his cheeks and he had placed his on your neck.

You were in a world of your own, completely immersed in each other, when someone cleared their throat. You pulled back startled and breathing heavily to see Namjoon. Both your lips were raw and swollen from the intense make out.

"Um, maybe you should continue in your room. I didn't need to see that, I came to congratulate you" he said eyeing Yoongi with an amused smile. The older one gave him a threatening stare despite his face being flushed in shame.

"Did you even have a wedding night? You were only gone for the day" Hobi asked pensively as he came back in the room after Joon, being surprised by the flustered sight of you two.

"Agh, shut up" Yoongi growled and took your hand to quickly get away from the guys. He headed to the kitchen to get some plates, a knife and forks. You went back to the lounge and sat down on the couches next to each other.

He cut four pieces and left two aside for his dongsaengs who sat around the table with you two. He handed you one of the remaining ones and kept the biggest piece he'd specially cut. You looked at his plate and then at him with an amused smile.

"Did you want this one?" he asked nonchalantly pointing at it with his fork. He wondered what was so entertaining. You shook your head no but kept staring at him. "What is it?" Yoongi asked feeling self-conscious as he took the first bite.

"You cut yourself a generous piece, I'm just surprised. You're not one with a big appetite"

"You made it for me" he mumbled averting your eyes and explained himself "I want you to know I appreciate it. It's really good, by the way, jagi." He offered a small sincere smile as he nodded approvingly.

"Aren't you the sweetest husband ever?" you whispered with a soft smile as you looked at him lovingly scrunching your nose and he choked on the piece he was about to swallow. He needed to get used to this. You hadn't really addressed each other on the phone like that on your weekly calls. And texts just didn't have the same effect.

"Don't tell me you're embarrassed?" you said giggling but looking at him shocked.

"No, I'm not" he said curtly and looked up to meet your eyes with a firm and forthright gaze that left no room for doubt. "I just"- he started -"need to get used to hearing it" he muttered feeling inadequate. This was stupid, why was he so shy.

You excused yourselves and headed to his room. Undressing and putting on one of his t-shirts, you climbed on the bed followed by him. Yoongi could only afford to take his pants off to be left with his t-shirt and underpants. He was exhausted, it was not hard to tell.

"It's good to have you back" you said softly and he smiled, his eyes already shut and all of his body's muscles completely relaxed. His arms were already wrapped around you snugly as he held you close to him. He hummed and kissed your neck softly as it was close to his lips.

The next morning you got changed and headed to the kitchen for breakfast. You walked in first being lead by Yoongi who had his hands on your waist. As you poured yourselves some coffee and he handed you the box of cereal, Hobi talked.

"Usually wedding nights are at hotels, you know" Yoongi raised an eyebrow at his words. You'd fallen asleep soon after you laid down. "And not in the morning" Hobi said holding back a laugh.

"I can't wait to get out of here" his hyung mumbled as his face flushed and he clenched his jaw. Hobi and Namjoon looked up at him and he glanced back at them for a second.

"I bought our apartment" he said looking at you with a satisfied smile. "I sold mine and got one for both of us" Yoongi informed the guys as he sat down at the table.

"Anything else you're keeping from us? Are you having a kid now?" Namjoon asked still surprised at the news. You both quickly said no together and the leader chuckled amused. Yoongi gave him a death stare for that.

"We should throw a party to celebrate! And you have to drink, Noona" Hobi proposed excited and you giggled. However, Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows. By now everyone knew what you were like when you were intoxicated and they thought you were so much fun.

"No, she's not" Yoongi said sternly and shot a warning look at you. You all looked back at him raising your eyebrows. "I don't want to take care of you" he spat out angrily, you were such a handful and had no shame with so little alcohol. Truth is it made him uncomfortable, specially in front of the members.

"Oh, come on, hyung! We'll take care of her" Namjoon offered and Yoongi's eyes widened. There was no way he'd let them. The things you could tell them about you two were much too personal, he shuddered at the thought.

"No" the older one said and they insisted. "Quit it" he said flatly and you frowned, he didn't get to decide for you. You found it annoying when he was like this because of his own issues and not yours.

"I will" you shot back at him and he turned to look at you in disbelief.

"You'll embarrass yourself" he tried to change your mind but deep down knew you were stubborn and wouldn't let him. You looked at him with a knowing smile, more like he thought you'd embarrass him, you concluded mentally. It's not like you drank often anyway and you were safe with friends.

"Done. Invited everyone over tonight through the group chat" Hobi announced grinning, you clapped excitedly and Yoongi huffed frustrated. You kissed his cheek at this and he whined dissatisfied.

As Hobi and Joon organized everything, you went out with Tae and Jimin who had a plan to surprise their hyung. Jin offered to make the food and Jungkook joined him to help with that. Meanwhile Yoongi locked himself in his room to catch up with sleep.

He sleepily got up late in the afternoon and headed down the hallway to the bathroom. He knocked on the door and heard your voice saying you were changing.

"It's me. Can I come in?" his voice came out hoarse. You surely wouldn't mind if he briefly used the bathroom.

"Sorry, no. Use the other one" Yoongi groaned, this one was the closest one to his room. He was about to complain when Tae came out of nowhere and pushed him further down the hallway to their bathroom.

"You can't see her before this evening, hyung" he informed him with a big box smile and Yoongi frowned and made a face at him. What on Earth had they planned? You were not getting married, you already were, he thought confused. They both met Jimin by the other bathroom's door.

"Jimin-ah, what the" Yoongi questioned as he saw him smiling widely while holding some clothes in his arms. He handed them to him, opened the door and pushed him inside. He stumbled forward and looked back at his dongsaengs lost as they closed it behind him.

"Do I have to wear this?" their hyung asked from the other side as he looked at the clothes with a wrinkled nose.

"Noona wants you to" Jimin lied amused at his annoyed tone from the other side and quietly giggled with his best friend. Yoongi frowned and sighed audibly. He'd do it for you then, but he was not happy about it.

Once he had showered and changed, he looked at himself in the mirror as he fixed his bangs carefully. It did look like something you'd like, the v-neck shirt, the suit jacket and the jeans made him think of the beginning of your relationship.

He walked out and found himself in front of Jin, he didn't even know he was already here.

"Who thought you'd be the first one to get married!" he said squeezing his arms and smiling happy for him. Yoongi offered a tight smile. All of this was so awkward, but he knew they all meant well and appreciated that they shared his happiness even if it didn't seem like it.

As he informed him that the food was nearly ready, he followed his hyung and took a seat on one of the couches of the living room. He absentmindedly ate some chips from one of the various snack bowls set on the coffee table.

Shortly after all seven were sat around the table. Yoongi waited impatiently for you, he was concerned you were taking such a long time, it was unlike you. Jungkook grabbed his arm and stopped him when he got up to go look for you and said he'd do it instead.

The maknae and you came back together shortly after. He looped his arm around yours pretending to walk you to his hyung. The guys clapped and laughed at his occurrence but Yoongi's attention was all on you. He straightened himself as he took in your outfit.

His dongsaengs had taken you out for shopping. Jimin picked out an outfit for Yoongi remembering that time he had seen him dressed up in that stage look. While Taehyung helped you with yours. He tried to make you get a white dress, but you refused saying it was ridiculous.

Tae pouted when you rejected his idea but you compromised and got a white playsuit. It had a plunging v-neck that came together as you crossed one side over the other. A bow held it together on the side. It was rather short, but had long sleeves. You got a long necklace that fell down your neckline showing it off.

"Hyung" Jungkook said as he brought your arm forward for him to take it. Yoongi still stared at your legs in front of him in a trance, but his words made him snap out of it and he slowly looked up admiring the whole outfit until he met eyes with you. His lips were parted in astonishment.

Kook chuckled as Yoongi reached for your hand and carefully took it. You smiled brightly at him and he couldn't help but smile back and giggle happily as he made you sit on one of his spread out legs and wrapped his arm around your hips. He pressed a soft kiss on your jaw, bolder for him than those on the cheek.

"You look amazing, jagi" he whispered before pulling all the way back, removing his lips ever so slightly. His soft and raspy voice together with his words and his warm breath against your neck made a shiver go down your spine. You ran your hand along the lapel of his jacket coyly.

"And you look very hot yourself" you said and smiled timidly. You got really shy when you thought he looked specially handsome and he knew this. It seemed to have caught you off guard though. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Didn't you pick this for me?" Yoongi asked confused and you quickly denied it. "Those kids" he said narrowing his eyes and looking at them. When they felt observed they looked over briefly and smiled sheepishly at their hyung. You chuckled at him.

"I think Jiminie did. Taehyung-ah helped me pick this one" you commented and he nodded as he looked back at you. He wondered if this had anything to do with that time he saw him getting ready to take you out. He contently swayed his leg from side to side with a side smile as his adoring soft eyes followed yours.

Jin had prepared food that could be served in small bowls to eat as you relaxed on the couches. They toasted to both of you and that's when Yoongi looked at you hoping you wouldn't take more than a sip of your flute glass to wet your lips. He sighed when you didn't put it down and proceeded to drink his own.

Your tolerance was only slightly better as you still didn't drink often, you could finish a glass, but barely finished the second one. You made yourself comfortable against Yoongi's side and he circled his arm around your hips once more. This is not too bad, he thought.

It's true that you were careless about affection after a few drinks, but so far you hadn't said anything that had him blushing. He just chuckled at the silly things you whispered at him from time to time. It helped that he had had his fair share of alcohol too, he could handle it though. It was just enough to loosen up.

He had relaxed too soon when you had cuddled up to him it seemed. You suddenly straddled him with your knees on either side of him and he looked at you with wide eyes.

"Jagi, what are you doing? Sit back down" he pleaded nervously as he looked at you with imploring eyes. You sat down on his lap instead of back next to him and he swallowed hard. His face was bright red as the guys noticed and started chanting and clapping excited.

"Please" he begged for you to get off, but you just smirked at him as you cupped his cheeks. No amount of alcohol could have prepared him, not if he