It was the wedding day. Hoseok was a nervous wreck. He was in a room, all dressed in the traditional red hanbok for the wedding. His neck long, curly hair flew freely by on side as the other side was pinned with a golden hair accessory.
He clenched on the veil in his hand and sighed. Yoongi must be standing at the alter outside. All of them are waiting for him to enter. Jin knocked on his already opened door. He looked up to meet Jin's eyes. He was also wearing a fancy hanbok. All of the groom's relatives wore hanboks.
He went out with Jin and his .other by his either side, his veil forbidding him look clearly. He just ducked his head and looked at the floor.
Then they started bowing ceremony, kneeling beside Yoongi on a mat nervously. They bowed to the heaven and their parents and lastly to each other. Hoseok notice Yoongi bowed the lowest to him. That filled his heart with warmth and respect. That is a symbol how much Yoongi respected and cared about him as his spouse.
He wanted to cry because of his overwhelmed emotions. Maybe he did under the veil. They completed other ceremonies, it was already night until they were done.
The guests clapped for them, and raised a glass of makgeolli to cheer them for a happy wedded life.
Finally, his veil was out of his vision, removed from his head. He met his parents, they looked so emotional. Probably thinking about Hosoek leaving them to go to his in law's.
"Don't worry, Nayeon. I'll take care of Hosoek. Infact, spoil him like Jimin." Jisoo chuckled as Hoseok's cheeks flared red. "Oww, look at him, so cute, my Hobi." Jisoo pinched his cheeks making them more red.
He have received a final letter from Agustd a day before. At that time, the Mins were already there.
"Dear Hope,
I'll respect all your decisions. Whatever you want will happen for sure. I'm not pranking you neither am I a fake person. I am Agustd. And my real name- you'll know soon.
I'm glad that my words were of a help to you. That you were relieved and calmed from my words. That's my honour, really. I'm glad that I was a help to you. Thank you for giving me hope too. Just like your name. You gave me a hope of- maybe that's a talk for a next time. I'll meet you one day for sure. Till then, farewell. I'll always remember your letters in my life.
Sincerely,
Agustd."
He came out of his trance when he heard a click of a door. He looked ahead, he was infront of a room. He furrowed his eyes brows in confusion. He looked beside him. Jin and Jimin stood beside him with an amusing look and a smirk. Now that he realised, Jin has told him that he'll spend his wedding night in a suite room of the same hotel where the wedding was held.
"Rest well.... Hyung." Jimin winked at him. His cheeks again warmed up as he shook his head.
"Yeah, don't go too hard and late until the morning. You need to leave for Seoul tomorrow night. And we'll be there the next day. So don't worry about it at all."
Hoseok stopped himself from letting out a scoff. Sometimes his own hyung and friend were a pain in ass.
They pushed them into the room and locked the door. He whined. He could here both of the Omegas laughing from afar.
He looked at the room carefully. It was lightened with golden lights. A balcony in one side of the room. A large bed in the middle with curtains from all the sides, decorated with rose petals. He felt shy, exposed. What if..... No, he isn't ready for any kind of sexual intercourse. Can they just get alone well together first? He have to.
He went ahead and gathered all the petals and put it on the corner of the room. He wanted to change, he has clothes in there, but he isn't sure- what kind of clothes.
He sat on the bed. His hands intertwined together in his lap. The door opened and closed, he could see Yoongi's feet stopped at the doorway awkwardly fidgeting in his place. "You can... Sit."
"Uh... Yeah." Yoongi stopped closer. His hanbok flew in the floor slightly. He was just back from talking with the elders and some of his friends. Talking about how important the night was - as if he doesn't know. But ofcourse, he can't make his omega uncomfortable on the very first day.
He sat on the other side of the bed softly. Keeping a distance in between them. They fell into a awkward silence. "You... Must be tired." Hosoek initiated, trying to ignore if something physical happens.
"Ah... Yeah. You must be... Too" Yoongi said as he sat comfortably on the bed. Hoseok nodded.
Yoongi tilted his head, "you- I mean did you enjoy the day?"
Hoseok laughed awkwardly. "Yeah kind of. I mean it was overwhelming but nice enough. Did you?"
Yoongi nodded,"yeah, same."
Yoongi noticed an amulet charm on his waist. "You're still wearing this?" He pointed to the charm. Hoseok looked at the charm and took it in his hand.
"Yeah, it was a gift from my mother. I want to keep it to myself."
Yoongi nodded again,"yeah, it suits you." Hoseok smiled softly at the memory. Then something clicked in Yoongi's mind. "Oh... I have a gift for you too. To congratulate for the wedding..!" Yoongi shifted and took out a small box from his pocket.
"This... Is for you." Yoongi gave the box to Hoseok. He took it hesitantly and looked at it being totally accentuated.
"But.. I don't have any gift for you, Alpha." Yoongi chuckled.
"It's fine, I bought this gift long ago. When you came to Seoul for the vacation." Hoseok looked surprised. Warmth filled up in his chest. "Open it. I made it on my own that day."
Hoseok nodded and opened the box gently. He was astonished by the gift. It was beautiful, some yellow jewels and white petals tied together with hanging charm.

He knows what it meant. He liked to read about jewellery and flowers meaning. The butterfly flower meant freedom. The leader of dancing flowers. And pearls meant purity and love. And the yellow agate represents hope, friendly love and eliminates negativity.
That awed him. Did Yoongi know the meaning behind it or he just made it randomly? It doens't matter anymore. The fact that he made it on his own was the best thing.
"Thank you so much, Yoongi. I love it." Hoseok's eyes welled up with warm tears. No one has ever gifted him something handmade.
"It's just a gift. Why are you...?" Yoongi trailed off. Confused by Hoseok's emotional state. Hosoek shook his head.
"Nothing. It's just.... I'm just overwhelmed."
"Let's get some rest. We don't need to rush anything." Yoongi said as he shifted on the bed.
That calmed Hoseok, he took a sigh of relief, trying not to let Yoongi know. "Oh... You should change first." Yoongi said before taking off his upper robe.
"Uh.. I don't have any clothes in here." Yoongi nodded, thinking about something.
"Then.... Take off the upper robe. It's irritating and heavy. You should be comfortable."
Hoseok nodded and did the same as they slept peacefully yet awkward with each other- leaving a wide space between them to make each other comfortable.
♡
They went back to Seoul the next day. The first day was a busy one. Relatives and friends packed in the hall to meet the newly weds. They were even tired to accept the gifts and wishes. They were grateful but also tired.
Jisoo came to them, with a apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry, kids. But you are free to go now. You two must be so tired. Go."
"It's fine, papa." Hoseok tried to smile, but the trip and exhaustion from the wedding is taking a toll on him.
Yoongi gestured him to follow him to the room as he stood there stiffly and looked around to the guests.
The first few days went smoothly. Everyone loved him. Jimin, his friends asked him to join in the school to teach kids dance. Jungkook always asked about his comfort and every little thing. Taehyung so easily called hyung.
They didn't really leave them alone. Their parents always scolded him whenever he does the house chores. Or when he eats less. "You're too thin. Eat well."
"Don't work too much. Maids could handle it."
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Yoongi and Hosoek developed their bond, talking and teasing each other after a while.
They were like best friends at the third mother of their marriage.
Jimin once barged into their room with his two husbands when they were just lost in each other's eyes. Hoseok flinched away from Yoongi.
"So? How's married life going, hyung? Is Yoongi hyung bothering you?" Jimin nudged him with his shoulder.
Jungkook stood before him as if shielding him from something. Crossing his hands, he glared at Yoongi. "Don't you dare make him cry, or I'll fight you, hyung."
"You can try." Yoongi said as glared at Taehyung who say on the couch lazily groaning.
"You aren't even denying?" Jimin screamed dramatically.
"Well, because I have no reason to make him cry, you dimwits. Get lost now." Yoongi smacked Taehyung's ass with the towel.
Hoseok giggled, he really found their relationship adorable. He could get used to this.
Gradually their bond grew stronger. Hoseok joined in the school as a dance teacher. Sometimes he practiced alone. Hoseok would wait for Yoongi when he's late and they'd eat together at night or the other way around.
Yoongi would sometimes help him with house chores and make him coffee.
They started calling each other by nicknames. Hoseok calls him 'Gi. And Yoongi called him doll.
"Why doll?" Hoseok's cheeks flared red with the name.
"Because you look like living doll, Seok. Your features and figure totally matched to a doll." Hoseok bursted into a fit of laughter. Throwing himself at Yoongi and beating his arm constantly. His whole face went red from the laughter.
"How can you compare me to a doll, 'Gi? Have you never seen a doll before? They are flawless. Perfact as they are made."
"You are too, Seok. Pure and perfact." That made him laugh and blush at the same time. He laughed to hide his blush, again throwing himself at Yoongi.
Days went just like that. He could feel the spark of love in his heart. It was different than before. That only hurted. This feeling bloomed in his chest. He ran his thought process at night a she waited for Yoongi. Sitting in the balcony chair, wrapped up with a blanket and scrunched to himself.
He didn't even realise when Yoongi came into the room and sat beside him on the ground. Until he felt his leg pulled and kept on Yoongi's lap. "what are you doing?"
"You overworked yourself again, didn't you? I have told you not bother with the house works. You just don't listen." Yoongi shook his head as he massaged his legs.
"I'm fine." Hoseok said in a daze. He was only staring at him with a little smile. After so many months, he could finally feel the love in his heart blooming for Yoongi. His eyes fell on a chain on his neck. He has always seen him wearing it. But he never saw the pendent attached to it. But he paid no mind about it.
He wanted to say those words that was eager to come out of his lips. He wanted to say this for a while now.
"Yoongi..." Hoseok called, holding his hand to stop his action. Yoongi looked upto Hosoek.
"I wanted to say that.... I- maybe I'm starting to love you. Can we start this relationship as husbands? Do you like me?" Hoseok clenched on Yoongi's hand. Yoongi was unreadable as usual. But a wide smile soon bloomed in his face.
"Are you.... Are you really asking that? And ofcourse I like- I have loved you since our engagement, doll. You have no idea how smitten I'm for you." Hoseok's cheeks warmed up with the blushy red.
Is that even possible? "Please say that again...! That you love me?"
Hosoek chuckled silently as he nodded. "I love you, Yoongi. I don't know when it started. Maybe long or maybe these days when you care for me so much. Or maybe at that moment when you didn't rush our wedding night have an intercourse like others. I don't know, but I do love you, 'Gi."
Yoongi stood and hugged Hosoek tightly in the couch. Not a single milimeter of space between them. Finally, his husband, his hope loves him too. It's not one side anymore. Bu the dear of his other identity lingered in his heart.
"Can I kiss you- just a little one?" Yoongi asked parting from the hug.
Hoseok blushed more as if he could anymore as he nodded, ducking his head down.
Yoongi pecked on Hoseok's first as he deepened the kiss slowly and gently. Nibbling on his lips he sucked on his upper lip, Just where his mole was placed. That was the sexiest thing ever.
Just like that, they started their relationship as husbands as Hosoek liked to call it. They had their first intercourse after some days later when Hosoek hit his first wave of heat one evening. Yoongi just came from his work when he saw the omega scrunched up on the bed in pain.
The next few days went in a daze. He loved it, really. The way Yoongi treated him, gently, softly and cleaning after the mess. When he finally woke up and didn't feel the flushing heat radiating off his body, he sighed peacefully with a smile. He was the one who woke up first. He looked beside himself. Yoongi was still deep in sleep. He looked peaceful.
Hoseok smiled shyly as he remembered the days. He was bold after the first day.
Hosoek was the happiest that day. Yoongi went to work as usual with Namjoon since they work in the same company.
Hosoek was back from the school and was bored alone.
The younger trios were in a date. And his parents in law were in his parents for the dinner. Hoseok decided to clean up to kill his boredom. He first cleaned his own shared bedroom, then kitchen and the hall. As he finally reached to the study room of Yoongi.
It was already clean but some book were fallen here and there. He picked up th book and put it back at their places. Dusting the couches and the chair his husband sits on he dropped a paper. It was from the publishing house. His smile faltered.
It was the same publishing company Agustd works at. He hasn't thought about him in a while, since they restarted their relationship.
Sighing, he opened a drawer to keep it back, but he shocked to the core when he saw a letter.
An envelope that was on the upside, "From Hope
Xxx- Gwangju."
He was baffled. He rarely wrote letters for the Mins when they were still unmarried. Who was it from. The name he writes on the letters when he writes for his loved ones.
He turned it around and took out the letter and he was right. "Dear hyung," was written in the first sentence. His heart rate skyrocketed as his stomach ached with a twist.
He read the letter. Every single word from his final letter to Agustd. He checked other letters, deep buried in the drawer. His every letter to Agustd was there. Does that mean-
The only writer in this house was Yoongi. He never pried into Yoongi's professional life, since he thought Yoongi would think him as a clingy one.
But is Agustd Yoongi? Must be. Who could it be other than him in here? It's fine. He should be relieved that the two people his heart reacted to was the same one.
But did Yoongi also never knew about him being hope? What if he knew? He needs to ask him. He wants to know everything. But Yoongi never told him about his pen name.
He was overthinking about everything. From the letters to marriage. From Yoongi to agustd. He sat in the bed in his room, the final letter was clutched in his hands as the other letters was scattered on the bed.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't realise Yoongi's car horn. He looked up when Yoongi's scent hit his nostrils as he entered the dark room.
"Why didn't you turn the lights on, doll?"
Yoongi turned the lights on and looked at Hosoek. Blank- was the single and only expression on his face. Then his eyes went to the letters in the bed and in his hand. His heart sank to his stomach.
The insecurity he so tried to suppress and remove was back with a double hit. "Hosoek..." He whispered, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Are you agustd?" Hosoek asked looking up to him in his eyes. His voice was just a whisper, if they wouldn't be so silent he couldn't have heard it.
Yoongi stepped closer to him and nodded slowly. "I am."
Hosoek sighed and stood up from the bed. He really was relieved but he needed to know if Yoongi knew about him or not. "And... Did you know who Hope is before our marriage? Or are you still unaware of it?"
Yoongi looked down, isn't able to look in his eyes anymore. "I- I realised who Hope is when you came to Seoul before the marriage. I realised it only two days before you left for Gwangju again, I swear."
"You thought it's fine hiding it from me?" Yoongi shook his head, gulping the lump in his throat. "You never planned to tell me about it ever? Even after it's almost four months into the marriage?"
Yoongi shook his head, he finally looked at Hosoek, his expression was one of that is betrayed...? "I was about to tell you, Seokie. Really. I was just afraid that would reject me after realising about my identity."
"As...? Rejecting you as Yoongi or Agustd?"
"Maybe both. I don't know, Seok. I was just too afraid. I loved every aspect of you. When papa showed me your picture, when I saw you for the first time. Your every letter- the way you poured your heart into it. The way cared for everyone. I really loved it. I wanted us to marry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it before." Yoongi ranted.
A warm and familiar feeling crept up to his chest. But he couldn't subside the way he suffered before the marriage. His head was in daze until the wedding. His confused feeling for the both.
"Whatever, you need to face the consequences of your lies." Yoongi's eyes widened at that. His heart dropped as his eyes blurred in a haze.
"What... kind of consequences?" He whispered.
"No touching or talking to me for a month. If you do, I'll expand the punishment."Saying he turned to the door to go, but was stopped by Yoongi's hug from the back.
"Please don't leave me, doll. I'll never lie to you again. I'll do as you say, but please don't leave me, Seok. I love you really so much for a long time now. Please..." Hoseok was confused at what Yoongi was ranting about.
Hosoek turned in his place to cup Yoongi's face. His tearful eyes looked innocently in his. "You didn't hear me, did you?"
"What..?" Yoongi's voice in tiny, just like a kid who was scolded is communicating with their mother while crying.
"I said, you have to bear the punishment. I'm not leaving you, you aren't getting away from in this life. No touching or talking to me for a month or I'll expand it. That's what I said. And you need to follow it from now on, since you are in your senses." Hoseok moved his hand from Yoongi's face. And turned to go to the kitchen.
"WHAT? NO. THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE."
"It is. And you need to fulfill the punishment." Hosoek screamed from the hallway.
"DOLL... PLEASE DON'T DO THIS. I can't control my tongue and hands around youuuuu....."
A week into the punishment and Yoongi was already dieing. Hoseok wouldn't talk to him or even answer him when they are alone.
Hoseok the tease he was, laid sexily on the bed, reading a book wearing a shorts and Yoongi's shirt. His honey dipped thighs were on full display and the shirt was open. Just one button binding the two sides, teasing with just a glance at his collarbone, chest and his smooth, toned stomach.
Yoongi sat on the recliner chair, his heart racing. Trying to look away from his omega, but can't take his eyes off him. Hoseok was doing this in purpose. Moving his foot on his other leg sensually, just to show his husband.
"Seokie, why don't you change your clothes or just sleep pulling the blankets on yourself." Yoongi said, maybe something would stop his husband from tempting him this way. No response as usual.
"You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?" Yoongi asked as he clenches his palm into a fist to control himself. Again- no response.
"You are really on it, huh? I know it. You're just tempting me to touch you, so that you can torture me more?"
"Why would I do anything on purpose? It's your punishment." Hosoek said, still looking at the book, not even batting an eye on his aching husband.
Yoongi, couldn't be able to control more. Climbed on the bed and hugged Hosoek from the back. "What are you doing? Get away or I'll expand-" Hoseok tried to push Yoongi away but was stopped from Yoongi kissing him.
Hoseok tried to resist first but fell into it. Smiling into the kiss. Yoongi deepened the kiss as he turned Hosoek to lay on his back as he hovered over him, tasting his sweet lips.
They parted after kissing some more. "Couldn't resist anymore?"
Yoongi shook his head, clicking his tongue. "Can't. Can never. I'm already addicted to you, doll, like a drug. I won't ever lie to you again. I won't hide anything from you ever again. But don't punish me with this." Yoongi pecked his lips again.
"You pervert. You only want to touch me, dirty man." Hoseok looked Yoongi's chest shyly, fidgeting with the button of his shirt.
"Maybe I am. You just drive me crazy. What have you done to me? And don't you want to touch me too?" Yoongi rubbed his nose with his.
"Want. But I feel too embarrassed when Jimin and Papa ask me about the marks. Don't leave the marks." Hoseok hit Yoongi's chest as he whined.
And some noise could be heard outside their room. Skin slapping, moans and groans-
♡
It has been more than a year since they got married. A new member joined their family in the way as the trio's baby- si-hun. The baby's favourite person in whole family was Hosoek. He would cry if he doesn't see him for the day.
Hoseok sat by the toilet bowl, heaving. Jimin sat beside him, rubbing his back. "Let's just check with doctor, hyung. Why don't you listen to me?"
"I know it's not that." Hoseok stood up to clean up.
"Why are you so adamant on refusing it, hyung. Haven't you had any intercourse recently?" Jimin stood behind Hosoek as he looked at him through the mirror.
"We had."
"Then what? Are you afraid of having children?"
"No, hyung. Why would I be afraid of it. It's a blessing to have kids. I'm just- just worried about Yoongi." Hoseok looked down to the sink.
"Why? Yoongi Hyung likes kids. Don't you see how he plays with sihunie. Have you never noticed Yoongi Hyung playing with him?"
"Yeah, maybe he does. But, we have never talked about it. Never talked about having kids."
"Then you should talk now, hyung. Or maybe you can confirm with doctor and then talk with hyung...?" Hosoek thought about it for a while. Clucking his tongue he nodded. Jimin jumped to hug him happily. Maybe he'd be happy too.
They went to their family doctor's..and Jimin was right. He was pregnant. He felt a weird feelings. Happiness but the tension of talking to Yoongi lingered in his heart.
He went home with the reports and some medications. Yoongi was already home, writing something in their room.
"Yoongi..." Hosoek called him slowly and lovingly. Hoping that he'd be happy.
"Oh, you came. Papa said you went to the hospital. Are you feeling sick?" Yoongi checked Hosoek, holding his hands.
"Ah... No, I'm not sick. I'm.... Uh- Yoongi, do you like kids?" Yoongi chuckled.
"Kids? Where did it even come from?" Hosoek clicked his tongue in frustration.
"What's with question, Yoonie. Just answer me."
"Okay, okay. Why are you being so hyper? I do like kids. I love our sihunie. Why are you asking though?" Yoongi pushed Hosoek to sit on bed as he sat too, holding his hands.
"And.... What about our?"
"What our?"
Hosoek was irritated now. Maybe that's what mood swings are. He have noticed that recently, he is getting irritated and emotional too. Hoseok glared at Yoongi. He wouldn't understand until he says it directly. Yoongi smiled at him apologetically. Hoseok sighed.
Hoseok took Yoongi's hand nervously and put it on his own stomach. "Our child, Yoon. Our baby."
Yoongi was still processing the news. Hosoek looked at him nervously, afraid of his reaction. And when it registered in his mind, a smile made its way on his lips.
"What? Are you really.... Pregnant?" He whispered, slowly. Hoseok nodded.
"I am. Are you.... Happy about it?"
"Happy?" Hosoek nodded again. "Ofcourse, I'm happy, Seokie. Were you so nervous because of this?" He nodded again.
Yoongi hugged him tightly before pecking his forehead. "Oww, Seok. You don't need to be nervous or afraid. I'm happy. Infact, the happiest. Why wouldn't I be happy about our own baby. I love our baby. And I love you too." He pecked his lips. Hoseok's eyes filled with unshed tears. He was nervous for no reason.
♡ ~ END ~ ♡
