Marriage || Taekook

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Taehyung tilted his head, lips pursed in exaggerated thought. “Hmm... should I be kind or fun?”

“Fun!” Everyone chorused, instantly turning traitor.

“Okay,” Taehyung clapped his hands. “Namjoon hyung, your dare is… to do a dramatic confession to our fridge. Yes, the kitchen fridge. Act like it's the love of your life and it just rejected your proposal.”

The room burst into howls.

Namjoon stared at Taehyung in disbelief. “The fridge?!”

“Yes, the fridge,” Taehyung said sweetly. “Pour your heart out, hyung.”

“Let the poet speak!” Jimin added, fanning himself.

With a groan and his head in his hands, Namjoon stood up, walked solemnly to the kitchen door, and faced the silent refrigerator.

“Oh, cold one,” he began, voice deep and passionate, “you have kept my midnight snacks safe, you have embraced my yogurt and kimchi with equal love—but now, you shut me out, both literally and emotionally!”

The entire room was screaming.

“You’ve frozen my feelings,” he continued dramatically. “But even if your heart is locked with an ice tray… mine still beats for you!”

Taehyung rolled onto the floor in laughter, Jungkook finally cracking a smile after sulking the whole time, and Jin dramatically pretended to faint.

Namjoon returned with a bow and plopped back on the floor. “This is why I have trust issues.”

As Namjoon returned to his seat, still shaking his head with a small smile, Jin clapped his hands like an overexcited MC.

“Next up! Spin that bottle!”

This time, Namjoon took charge, spinning the bottle with flair. It whirled dramatically before slowly coming to a stop right in front of...

“Jeon Jungkook!” Jimin announced like a game show host.

Taehyung grinned. “Oh ho, finally. Bunny’s turn.”

Jungkook blinked, sitting up straighter. “No mercy, please.”

Yoonji leaned forward, a devilish glint in her eyes. “Oh, I was going to go easy on you, Kookie... but then I remembered how you left poor Taetae hanging this morning when you were sulking.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened. “Noona...!”

Yoonji smirked. “Your dare is — impersonate each of us here one by one, using our iconic lines, habits, or expressions. And if we don't guess who it is, you lose.”

The room went wild.

Jungkook groaned, falling backward onto the floor. “You’re evil!”

“I’m your noona,” she said sweetly. “Go on.”

With exaggerated drama, Jungkook sat up, puffed his cheeks, and began:

First, he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. “Who the hell plays truth or dare in the middle of the day?” he mimicked in Yoongi’s low grumble.

Everyone instantly burst into laughter.

“Yoongi hyung!” several shouted.

Next, Jungkook pushed his imaginary hair back and fluttered his lashes. “Guys, I’m Worldwide Handsome,” he announced with Jin's exact tone.

“Yahh!” Jin cried, clapping. “That’s cheating! That’s too good!”

Then, Jungkook pulled an imaginary notepad and said seriously, “Actually, according to recent research—”

“Namjoon!” everyone chorused.

He went on, mimicking Hobi’s sunshine energy, Jimin’s dramatic gasps, Yoonji’s sarcastic one-liners, and finally turned to Taehyung, tilting his head and fluttering his lashes. “Jungkookie… are you still mad at me?” he whispered.

That sent the entire group rolling.

Even Jungkook himself broke into laughter, while Taehyung pouted dramatically, hiding his smile.

Yoonji clapped. “You passed! But that last one was too accurate.”

Jungkook spun next and the bottle landed on Taehyung.

“Okay Tae, here’s your dare,” Namjoon said with a grin, “you have to hold Jungkook’s hand for the entire game — no breaks, no excuses. If you let go, you have to do a silly dance for all of us.”

Taehyung’s face flushed bright red, but he immediately reached out, slipping his hand into Jungkook’s. Jungkook’s eyes widened slightly, but he didn’t pull away. From that moment on, their fingers intertwined and neither dared to let go — not even when the bottle spun for their turns.

The game continued, everyone laughing and daring each other, but all the while Taehyung and Jungkook sat quietly hand in hand, their cheeks flushed with a shy warmth.

The others exchanged knowing looks, but neither Tae nor Kook let go — not once.

And so, with their hands still gently clasped, the game went on—laughter filling the room, but for Taehyung and Jungkook, the world felt a little quieter, a little softer, wrapped in that small but meaningful touch.
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That's it guys....
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