I hate how Afghan women’s suffering is reduced to nothing more than an internet punchline to farm engagement, rather than something people are genuinely trying to address
Out of their closet, he finds his husband already positioned comfortably in bed. His own clothes abandoned on the floor. Pretty golden skin glowing beneath the bedside lamps. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
How can one man be so perfect?
“I do want you on your knees, but I want you to love on me first.”
Jungkook’s eyes soften immediately, “you want /me to love on you?”
“Mhm. I’m gonna lay in bed, you’re gonna take off these tight ass jeans.”
Suddenly Seokjin steps up, extending his arms in example, “It’s like this Jungkook-ah.”
But he rolls his eyes in disappointment, “I knowwww, hyung. I wanted my husband’s attention.”
Offended, Seokjin scoffs, “Well, I hope you get another gutter ball then.”