ɴᴀᴜɢʜᴛʏ ɴᴇɪɢʜʙᴏᴜʀ • ᴛᴀᴇᴋᴏᴏᴋ 【✓】

~♡Thirty♡~

"Nice to meet you, I'm Jeon Jungkook. Taehyung's boyfriend and co-ceo of Jeon enterprises." Jungkook said proudly with his widened chest.

His parted gelled black hair, the expensive suit on his bulky tall physique and most importantly that dashing full of slaying features was speaking for itself in justice of his words.

Jungkook smiled proudly at Taehyung who smiled hesitantly at him.

"Nice to meet you, and have a happy married life." Taehyung said to the lady with salt sprinkled in his voice as he glanced at Seo Joon.

"And yes, happy married life to you too Seo Joon hyung." And the way Taehyung said hyung had an arrow pierced through his ex's heart.

Hyung? Seriously? Lol.

"I forgot to thank you for the tickets though. I was so happy when I got them. Me and Kookie have been planning from a long time to go on a holiday but now we have one week here because of you. I can't be less thankful, hyung." Taehyung said while looking so dearly at his 'boyfriend' and then at his ex and Seojoon's heart would clench every time at the word hyung.

"Oh really? Hope you guys are having a lot of fun here." The bride said happily, oblivious of everything.

"Yes of course, we do." Jungkook added, smiling at Taehyung and Seo Joon stood their speechless.

"Ah, Jungkook has a meeting tomorrow. Sorry we can't make it to the end of the night. But I'm sure to never see you again, hyung. Take care goodbye."

With this Taehyung smiled bitterly at him, pulling Jungkook by his arm and taking him away while the bride wondered if the words she heard were right.

"Wait Tae, at least give him the box." Jungkook whispered in the middle but Taehyung ignored and dragged him to the washroom and as they got into the washroom he let go of Jungkook's arm.

"Wait, you didn't give him the box." Jungkook reminded.

"I don't want to."

"But why not?"

"I just don't want to."

"Tae, are you kidding? We came all the way from Korea to here to do this and you're suddenly saying you don't want to. What kind of joke is it?" Jungkook asked and Taehyung turned his face away, sighing exhaustively and leaning against the sink.

"Hey... are you okay?" Jungkook asked, standing beside him and rubbing his back.

"No I'm not." Taehyung scoffed, furiously turning to face him.

"The fuck we were about to do Jungkook. Like seriously cockroaches? Knowing he fears them and not just his but his wife's special day would be ruined too."

"But isn't that what you wanted?"

"Of course not. My problem was him not her and the fuck why do I even have problem with him when I actually don't give a fuck about him. That's literally insane Jungkook. Like why am I even here." Taehyung said frustratedly, palming his face with both of his hands.

"So you don't want it to happen?"

"Why would I? And why did we have to fake like that in front of him. It all seemed so planned and unnatural. I fucking hate everything like this. When I actually don't give a damn about him then why was all of this required to show it to him?" Taehyung scoffed angrily and Jungkook stood there in a daze.

"Did I do something wrong? Or you regret coming Paris with me?" Jungkook asked, insecurities building up in his head and Taehyung's gaze softened.

"Are you mad? What are you talking about?"

"Then what is the reason?" Jungkook asked loudly, snapping now.

"Can everything between us stay real? Not actually fake. The fact we were doing just to show him is just so frustrating. I only love it when we are so natural together. I don't regret coming here with you, I regret coming here because of him. I fucking hate that I literally flew here to Paris for him when actually he doesn't deserve it. I wanna forget his fucking existence but all of this is reminding me of him."

And now tears began scrolling down Taehyung's cheeks.

"Tae... it was natural..." Jungkook whispered in a soft tone, stepping to him.

"I don't wanna think about him. I wanna think about you, Jungkook and this is not a joke. I'm fucking serious. I want us to be us on our own, not because of him." Taehyung cried.

"What do you mean Tae? At least tell me clearly." Jungkook pleaded and Taehyung sniffled, wiping his tears with his sleeve.

"Nothing." Taehyung whispered, trying to walk away but Jungkook held his arm, turning him around.

"Tae, what is it?"

And Taehyung remind silent, looking away from his face.

"Is it about us? Me?" Jungkook asked, pulling Taehyung closer to himself, clasping their bodies together.

Their faces were inches apart when Jungkook whispered closer to his ear, his breath fanning against Taehyung's skin, raising goosebumps on his skin.

"I..." Taehyung stared at him with his shiny doe eyes, his hands resting on Jungkook's shoulders.

"Tell me Tae."

"I kinda..." Taehyung whispered hesitantly, wandering his eyes on Jungkook's face and Jungkook stared firmly at him.

"Yes baby, spit it out."

"I k-kind of, sort of, really like you." Taehyung whispered nervously, looking down at Jungkook's collar to avoid the gaze.

"Oh really, why don't you just be straight forward and spit everything you feel about me." Jungkook whispered dangerously close to his ear, nose rubbing against the neck now.

Taehyung pushed him a little away, facing him sincerely.

"Okay fine, I really like you, no maybe more than that. You are hot and got muscles and-" Taehyung said in a rush, not sure of the words he was saying and when his gaze fell into Jungkook's he suddenly fell quiet.

"And?" And the way Jungkook asked with his husky arousing voice, Taehyung gave up on his urge to hold back anymore.

"Fuck, you make me go crazy for you." Taehyung cursed frustratedly and Jungkook smirked.

"Then let's get crazy together."

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And now you guys gonna need a lot of holy water. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Oh man, I am so fucking exhausted today. Don't mind if I rushed anything.

Hope you guys enjoyed!