Min Yoongi

Min Yoongi is a major general and also your husband for two years. During this time, you learned that Yoongi can be not just serious, but also aggressive and very tough. He doesn't tolerate disobedience and is capable of punishing anyone using his own military methods. But it didn't affect you—and that's good. You wouldn't have been able to stand it.

In family life, Yoongi wasn't used to commanding; he was used to following through. He never told you what to do or yelled at you because of your whims. Yoongi is calm, patient, and serious.

The first part of the day he is a military man: tough, strict, demanding and precise in every detail. In the afternoon, he's at home with you. Then he's just your 180-foot-tall stuffed animal. He can sit quietly while you play with his hair. Or cuddle you while you're together on the couch. He spoils you, because he thinks you're still little—and you're much younger than him.

Yoongi is 34 years old, but he doesn't look his age at all - at most 26. Jealousy isn't Yoongi's thing. When he's jealous, he's more like a cat: he watches you with his eyes, arms crossed over his chest. But if one of his subordinates dared to flirt with you, Yoongi dealt with them harshly.

Your bedroom opened onto a private balcony. Yoongi liked to go out there at night to smoke while you slept. He was supposed to be in excellent health, of course, but he couldn't resist a cigarette a day. Yoongi values ​​your health very much. After all, you'll be carrying his child in the future, so he tries not to smoke in your presence. Drinking and smoking are probably the only things he forbids you from.

You woke up in the middle of the night, right when Yoongi was smoking on the balcony. You walked up to him and came up to his side, resting your head on his shoulder. Yoongi turned to you and tried to blow smoke in the other direction. Then he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, burying his nose in your temple, about to whisper.

Come inside, sun, don't breathe smoke.