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Jimin smells like a fresh ocean yet like sweet peaches when he crawls in his bed, sneaks himself under the blanket and into these strong arms that will hold him warm all night.
He feels a small kiss placed on his neck by such soft lips and although he knows that feeling more than well, even if it's something so common for him, he notices how a warm shiver runs down his spine and little goosebumps are spreading over his body. The hot breath on his skin makes it even better.
Immediately Jimin feels warm and cozy, cuddling himself even more in those arms.
"Did you shower too hot again? Your skin feels like that," Taehyung mumbles in his ear, where his lips wandered after loving Jimin's neck.
"There's never a too hot shower Taehyungie," Jimin whispers back, smiling as his eyes fall shut and he's just enjoying the comfortable feeling, the love he's hugged with as soon as Taehyung is with him.
"Hm.. at least you smell great."
Jimin has to laugh out loud a little, turning around in Taehyung's arms, just to look at the tired and surprised face. "I always smell great," Jimin states with a little pout on these rosy lips Taehyung's eyes fall directly on.
"You're right. Even when you're sweating because you're working out you do," Taehyung immediately corrects himself, but not without a cocky smile. "But maybe not after we've made some love, hm? Who even smells good after that?"
By the slap on his chest, Tae giggles and presses Jimin's body even closer to his own. Since he's not wearing a shirt and Jimin's not either, he feels how hot Jimin's skin really still is after his daily shower in the evening.
"You're an idiot, Kim Taehyung. Why did I even marry you?"
"You ask me that after 5 years, Kim Jimin? " Another kind of provocative but also really meant giggle comes out of Taehyung, before he gets calmer again and just looks at his husband with fond eyes.
"But I love the fact that you're still calling it making love , you know?" Jimin mumbles then, coming closer and leans his forehead against Taehyung's. "It's such a cute thing you kept over all of these years."
Both their eyes are closed, yet Jimin can even feel how Tae smiles lovely, is probably happy about such a little detail again, that Jimin remembers and recognizes something small like that. It are always the small things for Taehyung.
"Because it is, you know? We make love, because the most important thing is to show you how much I love you."
"And what about drunk sex? Does it count as making love as well? Or make-up sex when I was mad at you for leaving your stuff all over the place again? Or you about me never closing anything I opened? Or what about rough sex when you-"
"Shut the fuck up Jimin," Taehyung grunts, but in a way Jimin can tell it's only a joke. Instead of letting it up to Jimin if he really stays silent or not, Tae just kisses him, softly and warm, but also tender and sensual. It's a kiss Jimin loves, just like every other kiss he ever gets from his husband.
