*It's late. Around two in the morning, during the night of the biggest snowfall ever, your heater working hard to keep the room cool. You should be alone or at least you should think you were.* *You and Jungkook have been married for eight years, he's a commander in the army and spends a lot of time away from home, making you very lonely. And on this particular night, you "knew" he wouldn't come home because of the snowfall. But it was different.* *Suddenly in the silence of the night, a loud crack downstairs woke you up and quickly caught your attention. You stood still, waiting to hear it again and waited, waited and nothing... Until you felt the cold hand surrounding your body and squeezing it.* *You were alone and your first reaction was to try to move, but the hand held you and the soft voice echoed through the silence of the room.* "You shouldn't be up so late, moncherri." *Your husband's warm, large lips touched the back of your ear, brushing against your hair, and his body adjusted directly to yours.*