Hey lovelies! I'm back with the longest chapter of this book so far. So I hope to see many votes and comments haha. Here's a little reminder: as mentioned in the introduction, Taehyung is an intersex male in this book. There will be mpreg later too. If these themes make you uncomfortable, you know what to do. But I really do hope you like those themes because they would make the story ten times better for you. Happy Reading 💜
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It's said that once you set your mind on something, you can achieve that with dedication and hardwork.
Taehyung believed that too because that's how he managed to go to the UK and study. That's how he managed to become BTS' stylist. Hardwork is the key to success.
But right now, he doesn't agree with that statement. Cooking is not easy at all. Even if he sets his mind on it, he just can't cook to save his life.
With a sigh, he looks at the kitchen slab which looks so unorganised and dirty. There's flour all over the slab and vegetable peels scattered all around. Their very modern and aesthetic kitchen looks like a mess, thanks to Taehyung's awesome cooking skills.
After an hour of trying to cook by following the instructions from some YouTube videos that he watched, Taehyung gives up. He sighs and angrily puts the pan with the burnt food in the sink.
The stylist has a day off today so he decided why not try his hands at cooking? But he soon realised that cooking isn't his cup of tea. He wonders how Jungkook does it so easily. He makes such delicious food that Taehyung can't help but salivate at the mere thought of it.
Wait!
Jungkook!
Yes, Jungkook can prepare food for them. Luckily the idol managed to get an off day too. They are done with pre-recording and media appearances for a few days now so they will be able to spend some more time at their home.
Taehyung's stomach grumbles and he decides to look for his husband. Hopefully, he would make some decent food for him.
With that thought in his mind, he starts looking for the older. He first goes to the idol's room, thinking that he might be sleeping since after so many days, he didn't have a morning schedule.
But Taehyung frowns when he sees the room empty. Where could Jungkook have gone so early in the morning?
He starts looking for the older everywhere in the house but to his bad luck, he doesn't find him anywhere. His irritation knows no bounds. How dare Jungkook leave before preparing breakfast? Doesn't he want forgiveness or what?
Sighing, he passes through the hallway, wondering if he should go to some cafe and invite Jin or simply make some ramen and relax at home.
While he stands there, debating through the two ideas, his phone buzzes with a notification.
jungkook.97 shared a post.
Faster than the speed of light, Taehyung opens the Instagram app and that is enough to let him know where his husband is.
Jungkook just posted a mirror selfie of himself. Taehyung is sure that soon enough, his husband would be taking over the whole of Twitter.
He looks at the background and quickly puts his phone back in his pocket. He knows where that place is.
It's the gym of their house. He had not checked that place because to go to the gym, you have to walk out of the house and enter a different area right in front of the swimming pool.
He quickly makes his way towards the gym, stomach growling in hunger. He hopes Jungkook agrees to make breakfast for him because Taehyung doesn't want to faint from weakness.
As soon as he opens the door of the gym, air is knocked out of his lungs.
There stands his husband, looking hot as fuck! For a second, Taehyung completely forgets about his hunger.
How can he focus on anything else when his husband looks like some Greek God, sweating from all the workout? As if this wasn't enough, Jungkook is wearing a tank top, exposing his tattooed hand for his husband to stare at.
(A/N: imagine this Kookie. I'm sorry, I just had to share this.)
After seeing him like that, Taehyung almost forgets the meaning of the word 'breathing'. He has thought a lot about separating with Jungkook in the past. But now, he thinks he would be reluctant to do so, not just because Jungkook has been nice to him but also because he is fucking hot. It's not everyday that you get such a handsome husband.
The idol's eyes fall on the mirror in front of him. He looks so pleased to see his husband practically drooling over him.
"Done staring, baby?" He asks, getting down from the treadmill with a knowing smirk on his face.
The younger's face flushes a deep shade of red. He averts his eyes, suddenly finding the wooden flooring way more interesting.
He can hear the soft footsteps of the older as he approaches him. That's when he realises how quiet their house is. In fact, the whole area is. They live in the outskirts of Seoul which is relatively--- no, no--- way quieter than the city. They are still not used to such silence.
Within seconds, Jungkook is standing in front of Taehyung who refuses to look at him in the eyes.
"Tae?" Jungkook calls softly.
Taehyung doesn't look at him still, making Jungkook wonder if his husband is really as innocent as he appears to be right now. He didn't look that innocent when he talked about condom flavours though.
When Taehyung once again does not look at him, Jungkook brings his hand towards his face, cupping it gently and making him look at himself.
The younger looks at him with wide eyes as if he has been caught stealing candies by his parents in the middle of the night.
Jungkook can't help but think how absolutely adorable his husband looks. The way he is looking at him--- he feels like he would fall for his husband all over again.
Taehyung looks at him and gulps. The picture Jungkook posted a while ago was nothing compared to this. Had Jungkook posted a picture like this, then he is sure many ARMYs would've lost their lives right there. Taehyung himself is having a hard time even though he is his husband. This Jungkook would appear in the dreams of all the hard stans had they seen him like this. He would also have inspired many artists to make 18+ nsfw fan edits of him. He looks that hot at the moment.
"Earth to Taehyung!" Jungkook snaps his fingers in front of the younger's face, startling him because he really wasn't paying any attention.
"Wh-What?"
"Shouldn't I be asking that, Tae?" Jungkook asks, smiling at him, "What are you doing here? Is there something that you need?"
Right. Taehyung was here for something--- the same something he completely forgot about. He rolls his tongue over his lips that suddenly feel so dry, "I--- I wanted you to--- make something to eat for me." He somehow manages to stutter out.
An instant beautiful smile adorns Jungkook's lips. He feels so happy that finally his husband is asking him to do such things for him. Does he finally think that he can rely on the older for his needs? Jungkook hopes that's the case.
"Aww... what does my hubby want to eat?" The older asks Taehyung as if he were a child. Had this been a normal situation, the latter would've frowned at his choice of words. But now, he feels the familiar fluttering feeling back in his chest.
"An-Anything you make, I'll have it." Those words do something to Jungkook. They make him feel warm--- warm for the stylist in front of him.
He blames himself for being so late--- so late in realising that he needed Taehyung as much as the younger needed him.
Was he too selfish back then? Was trying to mend himself before mending his husband a wrong choice? Did he end up hurting the other more? He knows the right answer to that but was it really his fault? Jungkook was hurting too. It's just that he is good at hiding, so no one knew about it--- well, except Jimin.
Jungkook is snapped back to reality when a towel is thrown right at his face. He gasps and stumbles backwards at the sudden impact.
"Be quick, Jungkook!" The younger giggles, looking at the shocked face of his husband.
The idol removes the towel and glares at the stylist but soon his eyes soften. This is probably the first time Jungkook has seen the other giggling happily. This is the first time Taehyung looks so carefree in his presence.
"Jungkookie, you're so slow. All this workout is of no use. Come on, make breakfast for me!" Taehyung whines, his lips forming a pout. He just feels like being playful for a while. It's been ages since he did that and Jungkook being so nice to him brings him the comfort to do so.
The older takes a few hurried steps towards him, wanting to get hold of the younger who is getting so playful.
Taehyung understands his game and he starts stepping back. Jungkook increases his speed and Taehyung increases his as well. Unknowingly, this becomes a competition for them--- for Jungkook to get hold of the younger while the younger has to save himself from his husband.
They run around the gym, their giggles filling the room. Taehyung hasn't felt so free in ages. He doesn't know what happened but he feels strangely comfortable with Jungkook at the moment. That's a good thing, right?
Soon, Taehyung starts feeling tired of running. He doesn't like to run. He doesn't like to workout. He hates gyms. He wonders how Jungkook works out with so much passion? He must've at least spent two hours working out today. How is he not tired of chasing Taehyung?
The younger's speed starts to get slow and he starts panting. Jungkook takes this opportunity to speed up as he was intentionally running slow to make Taehyung happy.
He quickly catches up with him and soon enough, the stylist feels a big, warm hand wrapping itself around his stomach and pulling him back.
He gasps as his back makes contact with Jungkook's body, which is so hot--- temperature wise too. Both of them are panting. Taehyung can feel the rise and fall of his husband's chest. He feels so tired even though he didn't even run for a whole five minutes.
He leans back, resting his head on the older's shoulder. Jungkook looks at him closely. He has been this close to the other a few times, but this time, it feels special.
"Tae?" He calls out when he notices that the younger has his eyes closed.
The stylist softly hum, not opening his eyes. "Do you wanna rest?" The idol asks.
Without opening his eyes, Taehyung shakes his head, "Let's just stay like this for a little while." Jungkook can't believe what he just heard. Did Taehyung really say that? He really wants to be close to him? It's so surprising. It's a beautiful surprise.
"Okay." He whispers, putting his head on the younger's shoulder and closing his eyes as well. They bask in each other's warmth while Jungkook very slowly moves his hands on Taehyung's sides, remembering his curves in his mind.
Taehyung feels ticklish and suddenly remembers the phrase 'butterflies in the stomach' that he read about a lot on Wattpad. He never knew that feeling was real until recently.
He hums in content and archs his neck backwards, unintentionally (or intentionally) exposing his tempting neck to his husband. He remembers the little moment that they shared in his office. He had enjoyed the closeness before Jin had barged in. Taehyung had never experienced something like that so even though it was a hassle for him to cover the hickey with a concealer, he wouldn't mind experiencing something like that again.
"Jungkook?" He calls his husband very softly.
"Hmm?" The older places a soft kiss on the side of his exposed neck.
Taehyung takes a deep breath before voicing out what he wants. "Kiss me." He says.
Jungkook's eyes widen more than they already are. He looks at Taehyung, trying to find any hint of a joke. But all he sees is seriousness in his beautiful doe eyes.
"A-Are you sure?" Jungkook asks.
"I haven't been this sure in my entire life." The younger says, shyly looking down on the floor because he is aware of the piercing gaze of his husband.
A few seconds pass in silence. Taehyung waits for Jungkook to say or do something but nothing comes. Impatient, he is about to say something but soon a hand appears in front of him, cupping his jaw and turning his face sideways.
Before Taehyung could complain about the weird position, a pair of lips land on his own. The sudden action makes the younger's eyes widen before they shut to fully enjoy the moment.
He soon gets accustomed to his new position, his focus being only on what his husband is doing to him.
Warmth blossoms in Jungkook's chest, sparks igniting as the stylist leans in even closer, lips moulding together, tentatively, for the first time. Well, this isn't the first time they are kissing but at this moment, Taehyung is not angry at him, neither is he drunk so this is their first official time. That's what Jungkook would like to think.
The smell of Taehyung's shampoo and of the sweet smelling strawberry flavoured conditioner makes the older feel dizzy due to the butterflies erupting in his stomach.
After kissing some more, they break apart to catch their breaths. But neither of them pulls back.
The idol has his hands firmly placed on the other's waist. He takes his sweet time exploring the younger's perfect curves, moving his hands up and down at the sides of his body. Even after having enough time to breathe, Taehyung still feels breathless. He has never experienced something like this. For him, this is the most beautiful feeling.
Jungkook's one hand slowly creeps under Taehyung's shirt. When the warmth on his hand makes contact with the younger's skin, he hears his breath hitch. Taehyung is staring into his eyes, and Jungkook holds his anxious, burning gaze for a moment--- or maybe it's forever. But eventually, his attention is drawn to Taehyung's beautiful neck, his mind suggesting him only one thing--- to paint the canvas of his neck with the pretty colours of the love bites he wishes to give him.
With that thought in mind, Jungkook dips his face in the crook of his neck that is arched beautifully already to give him full access to it.
The idol begins his ministrations by nibbling on his tender skin with his teeth lightly. His hands start doing wonders on Taehyung's skin under the shirt.
A moan of pleasure escapes the younger's lips, making Jungkook smile. Taehyung can feel the spread of his lips on his neck and smiles as well. "You're so pretty, Tae--- So fucking beautiful." The older whispers before diving into his neck again and sucking at the junction where it meets his shoulder.
The pleasurable sensation makes Taehyung giggle. The praise from his husband just made his stomach flip. He hasn't heard the older say anything like that to him before and he fucking loves it. Taehyung has always known he looks good. He doesn't want to boast but he is aware of the undeniable fact because of how people look at him, how they want to befriend him and how they ask for his phone number all the time.
But even after knowing the fact, Taehyung has never felt beautiful before today. His husband is the one that is making him feel beautiful and important--- as if he is the only person in the world, as if he is the most important person to him.
"Taehyung?" Jungkook's husky voice snaps him out of his trance. He turns his head sideways to look at the older. "There's something I want to try." He says, looking at him hopefully.
Taehyung's eyes come together in confusion, "What is it?"
"I'd rather show you." The idol smiles at him playfully and Taehyung's heart skips a beat from excitement.
"O-Okay." He replies shyly. Jungkook nods before pressing his lips to his temple. "Before I start though, I want to let you know that you can tell me to stop anytime you feel like you don't want it anymore. I promise I'll stop, okay?" Jungkook's words make the younger feel warm again. His husband is being so good to him--- so considerate. He wishes Jungkook remains the same from now on.
When Taehyung nods again, the idol flips them both such that they are now facing the mirror wall.
They stare at their reflection in front of themselves, both agreeing silently that they do look good together. The way their bodies fit together perfectly amazes them.
"Keep your eyes on the mirror, baby." The older instructs, his voice sounding so seductive that a shiver runs down Taehyung's whole body.
Almost on instinct, his body leans backwards when Jungkook's both hands slip inside his shirt. "You're so soft, Tae." He whispers before hiding his face in his neck again, slowly sucking a hickey.
"J-Jungkook..." Taehyung moans, his eyes threatening to close but he dares not do that. Instead, he stares at the mirror--- at himself and his husband. He never thought he would enjoy so much when Jungkook would do such things to him.
While the older assaults his neck, his one hand slowly starts making its way upwards under the younger's shirt.
Taehyung feels a little ticklish. He is thoroughly enjoying the moment. He wants to close his eyes and just feel the other's hands on him. But he also doesn't want to close his eyes. Jungkook told him not to do so. He doesn't want to miss their erotic expressions in the mirror.
Taehyung's hand flies towards Jungkook's neck, holding his face near his neck where he is decorating him with hickeys. The stylist is sure that he would have to use a lot of concealer to hide the marks.
"J-Jungkook!" Taehyung gasps loudly when he feels his husband's hand resting on his right swell.
The idol is surprised when he feels it. He had expected the younger to have a flat chest, given the fact that he does not have muscles. But soft swells is definitely not what he had expected.
"Tae, what is this?" He asks, his hands still on the younger's boob. With a confused expression, he looks at him in the mirror.
Taehyung stares back at him with a horrified expression. He remembers that when he got married, he was worried about one thing--- that is, his husband finding out that he is an intersex male. He had planned to tell him that very night though, since they didn't meet each other before marriage. But Jungkook had suggested a divorce and he never got a chance to explain.
After years now, Taehyung feels that nervousness and fear coming back. He feels scared--- scared of being judged. What if Jungkook doesn't like him? They have just recently started being civil with each other. He doesn't want all that to go downhill.
"I--- I'm s-sorry, Jungkook. I didn't h-have the courage--- and time to tell you about this b-before." Taehyung stutters out, his eyes closing because he cannot look at Jungkook's eyes full of disgust. He would rather see him looking at him with a loving gaze, just like how he did a while ago.
The idol is taken aback by the apology. He pulls his hand out and places it on his waist, turning the younger to face himself.
He cups the younger's jaw, raising his face so that he looks at him in the eyes. "Angel, you have nothing to apologise for." Jungkook tells him, his voice is so soft that Taehyung feels like he would melt anytime.
"B-But you must be disappointed. I'm n-not what you must've thought. Who would like a guy who has f-female body parts?" Taehyung's insecurity starts speaking.
Jungkook's mouth hangs open. He is surprised that the younger feels this way. He also understands now why Taehyung always wears baggy clothes. It's to hide his chest. His swells are not as big so they are easily hidden under baggy clothes. How come Jungkook never realised there could be a reason why Taehyung dresses the way he usually does? He's a stylist after all. He could go for more trendy outfits if he wanted.
"Jungkook, s-say something." Taehyung starts panicking. He remembers that back in the UK, some guys had found out about his little secret and judged him a lot. He got bullied for it too. He would be ten times more sad if Jungkook reacts the same way.
But his husband does something else instead. One moment, he is staring at him with all the love that he has and the next moment, he is kissing him.
Taehyung stands there, heart thumping in his chest, body pressed hard against the older's while the other holds him in place.
Jungkook moves his lips on Taehyung's ever so softly. He pours all the love that he has for him. Love, yes. He has figured that what he feels for his husband is way more than normal liking and he hopes that Taehyung starts trusting him a little bit more before he can finally tell him.
Slowly, Taehyung feels the terror leaving his body, replacing it with a very warm feeling. He starts kissing him back, open-mouthed, soft-lipped.
Jungkook smiles between the kiss and puts his hand at the back of the stylist's head, stroking his hair tenderly, reassuring him in some way that everything is fine and that he doesn't have anything to worry about.
In the past six years, this is probably the first time Taehyung feels so relieved. He feels like there is nothing to hide, at least from Jungkook. Maybe they can build a trust based relationship soon.
The older's hands run up and down the sides of his body and Taehyung thoroughly enjoys it--- but he wants more. He feels aroused as his mind and heart start calling 'Jungkook'. Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook, that's the only chants he knows at the moment.
The younger moulds his lips, further deepening the kiss and holds his husband's hands with his own trembling ones, soon putting them inside his t-shirt.
Jungkook is surprised by the gesture and breaks the kiss to look at the stylist. He wants to make sure that Taehyung is okay with this.
Maybe he read his mind, so he says rather shyly, "T-Touch me, Jungkook." And that's all Jungkook needs.
He captures his lips once again, biting them so that he can get access to the younger's warm cavern when he gasps.
Jungkook's hands immediately makes their way upwards, soon resting on the younger's swells. Taehyung's hands fly around the other's shoulders for support. This is too much for him.
Feeling Jungkook playing with his boobs, flicking his nipples from time to time while he explores his mouth with his warm tongue makes him dizzy.
His legs feel like jelly but he doesn't want to stop. When Jungkook breaks the kiss to catch his breath this time, Taehyung leans towards his neck, wanting to decorate it the same way his husband did to him.
Jungkook's breathing starts getting heavier when he feels the younger licking his neck. He knows what's coming. He presses his boob in excitement, earning a needy moan from him.
Taehyung starts with a kiss on his neck but soon he is sucking his neck. Jungkook feels like he is in heaven. He pinches his nipple, wanting to pleasure him as good as Taehyung is pleasuring him.
The room is filled with gasps and moans. They are too lost in each other, forgetting everything around themselves. They want this to never stop. The feeling of each other's body against their own makes them want more. Years of being deprived of such steamy moments has them going crazy. But it seems like everything is worth the wait.
When Taehyung moves back after giving his husband a series of hickeys, Jungkook decides to push the other's t-shirt up a little. He is too excited to see the beautiful body that is hidden under the clothes.
But when he is about to do that, the ring of the doorbell interrupts their hot make out session.
Jungkook groans, not liking the interruption at all while Taehyung giggles, moving back to fix his clothes.
"Who the fuck is it so early in the morning?" Jungkook pouts, wanting nothing but to kick the intruder out of his house.
"Honey, it's past 11AM." Taehyung laughs, a hint of teasing in his voice.
Jungkook smiles. Seeing Taehyung like this makes him happy.
He moves closer to him and cups his cheeks. "Taehyung, you don't have to be insecure about your body, baby. I know it's fucking beautiful. You are fucking beautiful and no one can convince me otherwise. You shouldn't belittle yourself, baby. You're so gorgeous. You're prettier than any man or woman I've laid my eyes on. You have a beautiful body too. I know I'm late in realising this but--- how did I get so lucky to have you in my life? I just want to keep looking at you all the time. So never doubt yourself, okay?" Jungkook says, stroking his cheeks lovingly and placing a kiss on the crown of his head.
Taehyung blinks multiple times to get rid of the tears swimming in his eyes. He nods his head and opens his mouth to say something but the doorbell rings again, earning a groan from Jungkook once more. "Ugh, who doesn't want me to get laid, huh?"
Taehyung blushes profusely at that, slapping his husband's chest slightly to move him out of his way. "It must be Jimin. He had Yeontan for two days and he must be here to return him." The younger informs before he starts making his way towards the door.
"Make some breakfast for us, Kookie." He says before stepping out of the gym. Jungkook's heart skips a beat at the nickname and he smiles like an idiot before he too, makes his way out of the gym.
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Calculations are the worst part in Taehyung's job. He needs to make a report of all the money they spent on outfits, accessories and makeup professionals after an event is over. That is the most boring part in his job. He wonders if Heedo knows that if Taehyung wanted to do so many calculations, he would rather be a finance manager.
Sighing, he keeps typing on his laptop almost robotically. It's so difficult for him to focus when all he wants to do is go home--- to his husband.
He knows that when he reaches home, Jungkook would immediately come and hug him. He would shower his face with kisses before he would finally claim his lips.
After the moment that they shared in the gym almost a week ago, things have drastically changed between them. They talk to each other more. They became more expressive and they tease each other as if they've been friends for a long time. It's safe to say that Taehyung feels happy with Jungkook. He is happy with the efforts the older is putting in. He is glad that the idol is trying his best not to fuck up the last chance that he got.
After that day, their make out sessions became more frequent too. They kiss each other to oblivion and leave hickeys on each other so regularly that concealer has become their best friend. Thankfully, BTS didn't have any public appearances or shoot this past week which gave Taehyung the freedom to do whatever he wanted with his husband's neck.
But they didn't do anything beyond that. They want to go further, yes, but Jungkook is taking his time, reminding Taehyung how beautiful he is and that he doesn't have anything to feel insecure about. And the younger appreciates his efforts once again. The idol is doing his best to make him comfortable with him.
Taehyung is pulled out of his thoughts when someone holds him by his shoulders and shakes him, "Taehyung!"
The stylist jumps at his place, eyes wide when he turns around. "Yoongi hyung, you scared me." He sighs seeing the older man.
The rapper laughs, pulling a chair next to Taehyung's. "I was planning to go home but I saw that you're still in the office. So I decided to stay here for a while. I hope that's okay."
"It's completely okay, hyung." Taehyung smiles. Currently, the two of them are in the lounge and Yoongi is glad that there is no one here. It's pretty late for the regular employees to still be here. They work overtime only when there's a problem or if one of their artists has a schedule and they need to work on it.
Yoongi stares at the younger male who is once again engrossed in his work. He takes a deep breath, wondering if this is the right time to say what he has wanted to say for a while now. He knows that probably this isn't the best place but there are no people here. He can get it off his chest because his feelings for the young stylist are keeping him awake at night.
"Taehyung?"
"Hmm?" The younger hums, turning his focus on the rapper from the screen of his laptop.
"I want to tell you something. C-Can I?" Unsurety drips from his voice.
Taehyung furrows his eyebrows. He has never seen Min Yoongi so nervous before. "Yeah, sure, hyung. You can tell me anything."
"Well, the thing is---" Now that it's time, Yoongi seems to have forgotten the speech he practiced so many times in front of the mirror. Fuck it, he thinks. Maybe he should get right to the point.
He takes a deep breath before starting, "You have no idea how much I like you, Tae. Will you--- Will you go on a date with me?" The older male finally asks, after gathering all the courage that he has.
He waits for the younger's response, heart thudding in anticipation. He slowly looks at the stylist and sees a look of absolute horror in his eyes. Shit! Did I fuck up? He wonders, feeling nervous and scared.
Nonetheless, he tries not to panic. He patiently waits for Taehyung to say something.
On the other hand, the stylist is too shocked. He never thought that Yoongi would be interested in him like that. No one has ever taken an interest in him. Well, except for Jungkook who started recently.
Taehyung feels like the things related to Yoongi are wrong on so many levels. First of all, he is married. He and Jungkook have decided to give their marriage a chance. So he can't possibly ruin everything because Yoongi caught feelings for him and he doesn't want to hurt the older male.
So he takes a deep breath and says, "I'm s-sorry, hyung. That can't happen."
Yoongi looks at him with a surprised expression. He wasn't sure that Taehyung would say 'yes' to him but he had hope because of the many times they hung out together and had fun.
"Wh-Why, Tae?" He asks, looking so pained. Taehyung can't help but feel guilty.
"I can't picture us like th-that, hyung."
"But why? Look, I'm not pressurising you but--- I thought you had a good time with me." Taehyung feels so sad hearing the older's words. He knows how it feels to be rejected so he knows how much it hurts.
"I didn't know you had feelings for me, hyung. I only looked at you as a friend, that's it." Taehyung gulps. He never thought he would be the one putting someone in the position like the one he was in for the past six years because of Jungkook.
"Do you like someone else, Taehyung?" Yoongi asks, his mind wandering off to Jungkook. He has noticed how the vocalist tries to steal moments with the stylist. He also remembers the argument they had the night before the auction of their clothes.
"No." Taehyung lies, mentally patting himself for not stuttering.
"Then can we--- go on a date and try at least?" Yoongi suggests. He knows that maybe he sounds desperate and pushy but his feelings for Taehyung are strong and he doesn't want to give up without trying.
Taehyung doesn't know what to say anymore--- how to say no in such a way that doesn't hurt the older.
But before he could say anything, a certain male, who had been standing behind the bookshelf, appears in front of them and says, "I don't think you have a chance, hyung."
Taehyung looks at him with wide eyes while Yoongi turns around and glares at him, "Why, Kook?"
"Because Taehyung is already married."
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Hey lovelies! I hope you liked this chapter. How was the steamy scene that I wrote? I really need to know in order to improve 'cause even after writing so many books, I still find writing smuts hard. So rate the make out scene on a scale of 1 to 10.
Also, now that Jungkook told Yoongi that Tae is married, how do you think Yoongi would react? Would he distance himself from Tae or...? Tell me your theories, I'm curious 😂
HAPPY KOOKIE DAY, Y'ALL!!
^Our best boy turned 25 today. I grew up with him and this feels unbelievable. He is 25 already. I remember stanning him when he was 17🥺. I'm so proud of whatever he has achieved so far and the best moment is yet to come. So let's see what the 25 y/o Jk has in store for us.
^Complete silence from Taehyung the entire week he was in New York but he came online just to wish his baby. He literally went from "Jungkook, let's build some new memories" to "Jungkook, let's spend a healthy and happy year". How could you still not think Taehyung adores Jungkook the most in this world?😭
^Also he came back to South Korea right on time so that he doesn't miss his baby's birthday party and maybe a date afterwards skksjdjkdkdk.
^These edits don't even look like edits. Then there were 'those' edits which were clearly fake but caused so much chaos smh.
^The way they look at e/o... I wish someone looked at me with that much love too😭
^WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT TAE?? SHOW US TOO!!
^Isn't this relatable? Ugh, I just started getting paid so I can't afford it too😭
^Istg this is so cute!!!!
^Describe Taehyung in one word!
The next update would be on a special day too. Last time, most of you guessed it right but this time, I don't think you'd be able to guess the date of the next update. But if any of you gets this right, the next chapter would be dedicated to you.
Hint: It's NOT Namjoon's birthday but it's a special day regardless of that.
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Borahae💜