Yoongi's POV

I laid down on the bed after having a hot cup of coffee. My eyes almost closed until I heard quiet scream outside the room. I immediately stood up and walked towards the door. I stopped as I placed my hand on the door-nob, thinking whether I should go or not.

I pushed the negative thought and walked out of the room towards the kitchen. "WHAT THE FUCK!!" I yelled as I saw blood on the chopping board. The sound of crying got louder each second but I can't see her. "Magi?" I called out to her, "Magi, where are you?" I walked around the counter where I found her sitting on the floor pressing onto her index finger. I think that's where she got cut.

I walked to her and slowly placed my hand on her shoulder making her jump, "Y-Yoongi?" She immediately hid her hand behind her. "What happened?" She looked away. "Nothing."

"Magi, there must be something. When are you hiding your hand and not looking at me?" I asked, but no reply. I saw tears streaming down her cheeks.

I gently held her chin and turned her as she was now facing me. Her beautiful face which was now tear-stained, "Let me see your finger." She looked away, again. "Let me see," this time she looked away staring at the floor. "Let me see," I said getting a bit annoyed. "Why?" She finally spoke, "Why do you need to see my finger? I didn't ask for your help. And why are you here? I didn't say a word for you to come and see what happened. It's nothing serious anyways," I was speechless. She was right. Why did I come to help her? No, the only reason is that we're married with each other and meant to be by each other's side.

"Because I...." I began. "Because it's your responsibility. Well, no. I can take care of my own self." I ignored her and gently grabbed her left hand making her whine like a baby. "That's deep." I mumbled. The blood won't stop. I quickly got the first-aid-kit and started treating her cut. All I could hear was her 'ouchs' and 'ahhhs'

"Where was your mind when you were cutting the vegetables? Huh" I asked as I cleaned up the mess. She didn't reply. I sighed, "Okay, fifth rule, when I ask you something you have to answer it." She shot me a glare, "Don't you think that I can make some rules too?" I was taken aback. All this evening I had been bossing her around. This isn't fair for her. Not at all.

"Fine, what is you rule?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest as I leaned back on the counter. "Don't boss me around." That's all?

"Alright, if that's your rule I'll respect it. Now let me finish making the salad that you 'were' going to make." I started chopping on the vegetables surprised I still remember how to do these kitchen stuffs after all these years.

Magi's POV

I sat on the couch staring at Yoongi's figure chopping on the vegetables. 'Why is he acting nice all of a sudden?' I thought.

"Dinner is ready," I heard Yoongi all out from the kitchen. I got up and walked to the kitchen. "Wow!" I was amazed by how nicely he'd made the salad.

We both sat down, facing each other. I slowly took small bites of the salad staring into nothing particularly until I heard the sink tap being turned on as the water fell into it. I looked up and saw Yoongi washing the dishes. I feel bad for him. He had to do the washing just because I cut my damn finger.

"Are you done?" I didn't notice I was staring at his back longer than necessary, "umm....done what?" He pointed at my plate, where there was still some lettuces and cucumbers on it. I quickly shoved them into my mouth and passed the plate over to Yoongi. As he turned back to the sink, I heard him chuckle. 'What was so funny?'

Before he finished I quietly got up and left the kitchen walking into 'our' bedroom. I laid down, "Ugh!! This bed is sooo comfy." I moaned before turning my face towards the balcony as my eyes closed, drifting to my beauty sleep.

To be continued.......