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Jeonguk tiptoed out in the room, a playful smile still lingering on his lips. he carefully drew the curtains, shielding Taehyung from the sun's insistent rays. back at the bedside, Jeonguk gazed at Taehyung's sleeping form. He ran a fingertip down Taehyung's cheek, his heart swelling with a tenderness he hadn't known existed.
He studied Taehyung's face, memorizing every detail - the slight curve of his nose, the flutter of his eyelashes, the soft pout of his lips. Each feature held a story, a testament to the experiences that had shaped him. Jeonguk longed to know those stories, the laughter and tears hidden behind those beautiful eyes.
A soft knock on his door of the room startled him out of his reverie. with a silent vow to unravel Taehyung's past later, Jeonguk placed a tray at the side table that held holding Taehyung's favorite breakfast and he headed out the door.
Jimin and Yeonjun stood outside, their faces etched with concern that mirrored his own.
"Before you start," Jimin began, his voice a low murmur, "he is Taehyung's manager and i'm your best friend. We have a situation."
Jeongguk's heart hammered in his chest. "What's going on?"
Jimin gestured towards Yeonjun, who spoke next. "Felix is here."
A jolt of anger surged through Jeongguk. He knew exactly what that meant.
Without another word, he followed them, his stride purposeful. He found Felix huddled with Wooshik and lawyer Seojoon. Felix, usually stoic, seemed tense, his eyes flickering with a mix of emotions.
He slammed down a laptop in front of Jeongguk, a video playing on the screen.
"Last night," Felix said, his voice clipped. "He was here. No license plate, which makes tracking him difficult,yet we have got some lead on him"
Felix's words hung heavy in the air. "On another camera, we caught his face as well."
Wooshik wasted no time pulling a photo from a newly created file. Jeongguk squeezed his eyes shut, a wave of anger crashing over him. He clenched his fists, his knuckles white. When he opened his eyes, a steely glint hardened his gaze as he stared at the photo.
The image was grainy, but it was him. Felix wasn't wrong. There was yugyeom, his face a mask of something unreadable - determination, anger, or something else entirely? Jeongguk couldn't decipher it, but it sent a shiver down his spine.
"How far have you tracked him?" Jeongguk asked, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. He couldn't stay still. He paced back and forth, his anger a caged beast threatening to break free.
Jimin, ever the mediator, took a seat beside Seojoon, the renowned lawyer. He offered a slight nod in greeting, the tension in the room palpable.
"Last location was Itaewon," Felix began, his voice grim. "He also called BamBam last night. I've been monitoring his phone calls ever since. Turns out BamBam was right. He had no clue about Yugyeom."
Jeongguk let out a frustrated yell that startled Yeonjun. "Screw BamBam! Where did he go after Itaewon?"
Jimin remained unfazed by Jeongguk's outburst, but his concern for Taehyung mirrored the anger in his best friend's eyes.
"He abandoned the car he was driving in Itaewon," Wooshik chimed in, providing further details. "It was a stolen vehicle with a broken license plate. The owner, a restaurant customer, had already filed a complaint. We have no leads after that."
Seojoon leaned closer to Jimin, their conversation a quiet murmur amidst the tension. "Does Mr. Jeon always react like this?" he inquired.
Jimin forced a calm smile as his heart pounded. "His behavior varies depending on the situation," he explained carefully. "Lately, though, Taehyung seems to have a... softening effect on him."
Seojoon's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He glanced at Jimin, a silent query hanging in the air. Jimin, understanding his look, offered a confirming nod.
"Yes,you guessed it right" he whispered, just as Jeongguk's voice boomed through the room.
"Felix, get people in Itaewon to canvass for leads. Wooshik, double Taehyung's security detail immediately. I've already contacted a security agency for ten additional bodyguards, but I need more from the police force. Make it happen, ASAP!" he order was taken with firm determination to kill or find the yugyeom at all cost.
Jeongguk furrowed his brow as Seo joon slid a stack of legal papers across the table. "Jeongguk-shi," the lawyer began, "I need Taehyung's signature on these."
Jeongguk's bewilderment mirrored the exhaustion etched on his face. He pinched the bridge of his nose, a wave of guilt washing over him. He should have remembered the lawsuit against the sasaengs. He had promised Taehyung he'd take care of it.
Seojoon, sensing his distress, offered a brief explanation. "It's the paperwork for the legal action against the online harassment and hate comments. You mentioned it earlier, so we drafted the documents."
Jeongguk nodded, a sigh escaping his lips. "Right, it completely slipped my mind. I'll get it done. He's still sleeping, though."
"No worries," Seojoon replied with an understanding smile. "Take your time. We can always send them over later."
Jeongguk stood up, his gaze hardening as he addressed the others. "Alright, back to work. Felix and Wooshik - don't come back until you have Yugyeom. Otherwise, I'll hold you both personally responsible."
His tone left no room for argument. He swept out of the room, his heart heavy with worry and a fierce determination to protect Taehyung.
as he entered his room, the sight that greeted him washed away the tension. Taehyung back resting against headboard of the bed,tray of breakfast on his lap, curled up under the covers, peaceful and serene,he smiles as he look at jeongguk . Jeongguk's face softened. he get closer, a silent promise echoing in his heart. he would keep his love safe, no matter the cost. the tension from the day melted away. he leaned closer, a tenderness in his eyes as he brushed a kiss to Taehyung's forehead who giggled softly, burying his face further into the soft pillows.
"Good morning, beautiful," Jeongguk murmured, his voice filled with affection.
"You made this for me?" Taehyung peeked at the tray, his eyes sparkling with gratitude.
Jeongguk shrugged, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "Anything for my love."
A knock on the door shattered the peaceful morning, followed by the sound of the knob turning. Jeongguk groaned, frustration momentarily replacing the tenderness in his eyes. this was supposed to be their quiet time.
The door creaked open, revealing yeonjun and Jimin's mischievous grin. "Hey lovebirds! Did you sleep well?"he teased.
Taehyung's face flushed scarlet as he hid his face in his hands. A playful glint lit up Jimin's eyes. "So, how was the date night"? he gilled Jeongguk tossed a pillow at Jimin, a playful threat that earned a joyous laugh. "Details are for later, alright?"
Jimin dodged the pillow with ease and plopped down beside the couple on the bed. "Come on, Jeongguk guys, don't be so stingy!"
Just then, Yeonjun chirped as he take the seat on one of chair , his gaze landing on Taehyung. before anyone could tease him, Taehyung held up his hand, revealing a beautiful ring sparkling on his finger. A collective gasp filled the room, followed by excited congratulations,while jeongguk take the pride to be called as taehyung's love.
The conversation continued , while Jeongguk prepared to leave for work. The weight of the upcoming photoshoot hung heavy in the air for jimin who fake cried on taehyung shoulder about his body ache due to his busy schedule .yeonjun also explained his model about his upcoming line up work to which Jeongguk knew the demanding schedule would exacerbate Taehyung's insomnia.
"I've scheduled an appointment with a friend, he is the best psychiatrist " Jeongguk said firmly, cutting Yeonjun off mid-sentence as he explained Taehyung's schedule.
Taehyung sighed, the exhaustion evident in his slumped posture. Jimin reached for his hand, offering silent comfort. A small smile played on Taehyung's lips at the gesture.
"A psychiatrist?" Yeonjun sputtered, bewilderment coloring his voice. "But how-?"
"you know right that ,Taehyung struggles with insomnia," Jeongguk explained, his gaze softening as he met Taehyung's downcast eyes. "He needs therapy,he need to heal. It's non-negotiable."
taehyung's take a long breath,insomnia is not the only thing he need to heal from, there's so many scars and unsaid story that jeonguk is still unaware of, and taehyung is too scared to tell all that to him.
Yeonjun's initial reaction shifted. He stared at Taehyung, who studiously avoided his gaze. "Therapy won't work," Yeonjun said with a defeated sigh. "He's skipped every session I've managed to arrange from his busy work schedule . He always has an excuse." Frustration flickered across Yeonjun's face, quickly replaced by concern. He cared for Taehyung, but his career success depended on these shoots.
Jeongguk's jaw clenched. He understood Taehyung's reluctance to confront his issues, but letting this continue wasn't an option. He needed to find a way to reach Taehyung, to break through his wall of resistance.
Jeongguk crossed his arms, his jaw clenching
"I wouldn't let that happen," Jeongguk said, his voice firm. "Therapy is the only way you'll get better sleep, and you need that.",he glanced at Taehyung, who wore a pout that made him appear both adorable and fragile and jeongguk body ached to hug him kiss him but refrains his thought to do so.
taehyung wanted to tell him that 'no therapy might not help, he might not need any medications now because he slept last night like baby in the arm of jeonguk' taehyung wanted to hug his boyfriend that tell that its him ,who is the therapy and remedy to all his scars'
"Alright, Jimin, I'll drop you off at your shoot," Jeongguk said with forced cheer. Turning to Yeonjun, he added, "You stay with Taehyung. I'll pick him up from his appointment around two."
He watched them all absorb his instructions. Jimin readily agreed, and a smile bloomed on his face as he rises on his feet,walks toward the jeonguk and yeonjun joins them in their conversation,while Taehyung had been aching to talk to Jeongguk since the night before. He wanted to discuss moving back to his own place, but every conversation veered off track. Now, he decided to seize the opportunity.
"I'm moving back to my house...today," he blurted out, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jeongguk's demeanor shifted instantly. His face morphed into a mask of confusion, hurt, and something akin to fear. It was a look Taehyung couldn't quite decipher.
"You what?" Jeongguk asked, his voice taut with disbelief. he needed confirmation. Maybe he'd misunderstood this whole thing.
The duvet slipped off Taehyung's frame as he walked towards Jeongguk, his voice firm yet laced with a tremor. "you heard me, didn't you?" he said. "I'm moving back to my house today."
Jeongguk's face drained of color as Taehyung's words sunk in. Confusion morphed into a deep, gnawing hurt. He stood frozen, his muscles refusing to obey.
Taehyung reached out, his hand gently griping Jeongguk's arm. "I know this is sudden," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "but I've been wanting to talk to you about this for a while."
Jimin and Yeonjun had retreated, leaving a tense silence in their wake. Taehyung studied Jeongguk's face, taking in the whirlwind of emotions swirling in his eyes.
"Please," Jeongguk finally pleaded, his voice cracking. "Just tell me you're joking, baby. It's too early for a prank, not after last night." a pang of guilt lanced through Taehyung's heart. He squeezed Jeongguk's arm, regret washing over him. He hadn't anticipated Jeongguk's reaction being so strong.
"It's been two weeks," he said softly. "I know I haven't been here long, but I miss my routine, my work. I can't stay cooped up here forever, can I?"
Jeongguk's hand clenched around Taehyung's. "Why?" His voice was strained, a desperate plea for an answer. "Why can't you stay? Don't you trust me here? Now that things are... different? We're together, aren't we?" he breaths out
"above all this ,i can't let you live by your own when yugyeom is still out there,i can't engraved you in danger when i know a shadow is still lurking around---i won't let you move,not under my watch" he declares and taehyung tries to speak a again, he holds on jenoguk get firm and tight.
Taehyung's heart ached for Jeongguk's pain. He understood the fear etched on his boyfriend's face. But he couldn't live in constant fear either and also he need to take care of so many thing,so many scars and secret need to be concealed.
"this whole thing with Yugeom...i can't leave my life like this being scared because of him" He choked back a sob, the memory of the stalker sending shivers down his spine.
"I can't protect you if you're alone. I can't bear the thought of something happening while you're out of my sight, and i can't live while alone now while i am so used of your presence---because you i can call this place as home---please understand love"Jeongguk interjected, his voice laced with desperation,he revealed a vulnerability taehyung had expected. He saw the fear mirrored in his own eyes - the fear of losing this newfound connection.
"I understand your fear, Jeongguk," Taehyung continued, his voice soft but firm. "But living in fear isn't a life" he says,his expression mirrored that he is strong enough
"you don't understand baby" Taehyung's voice softened.
"It's not just about leaving you behind, baby. It's about my life. I miss the normalcy, the routine. My upcoming shoot... the fashion week... these are things I worked hard for, things that make me feel alive., not that want to leave without you or something---,I want to miss you, to feel the ache of your absence, so the joy of your presence is even sweeter. i want to feel the longing to meet you and then you coming to my doorstep, for me because you also have missed me, i want to appreciate what we have,t's about experiencing this... this connection... on my own terms too,you getting me jeongguk" he says as he softly speaks and jeonguk shakes his head.
"try to understand, baby," he finally rasped. "You're not safe out there, not with Yugeom still lurking. How can I let you be alone?"
Taehyung's smile faltered for a moment, a shadow of fear crossing his features. But he quickly composed himself, his voice firm yet gentle. "I appreciate your concern, Jeongguk. I truly do. But I can't let fear dictate my life. I'll take precautions, be extra vigilant. You'll help me with that, won't you?"
Jeongguk looked away, unable to meet Taehyung's hopeful gaze. The idea of Taehyung facing danger alone was agonizing. Yet, a part of him recognized the validity of his boyfriend's words, yet he want to ignore all that,because he can't just let taehyung live alone--not now.
"i don't want to understand this,we're not discussing this anymore," Jeongguk declared, his voice firm yet surprisingly gentle. He pressed a soft kiss to Taehyung's forehead, a silent plea for understanding.
Taehyung saw the raw vulnerability in Jeongguk's eyes, a vulnerability that mirrored his own fear of losing their newly formed connection,turning away, Jeongguk walked towards the door, leaving Taehyung standing alone in the room. The weight of his decision hung heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the light and playful mood of moments ago.He couldn't deny the tenderness in Jeongguk's actions despite the protectiveness and possessiveness. Love, it seemed, had a way of making even arguments beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time.
taehyung shuddered as he recalled his past, the argument he has watched while he was still young filled the terror in his body, he does not want to lose jeongguk neither want to built this relationship on wall of concealed reality and false hope,he assumed he need to share all his secret to jeongguk and he is going to do it today or tomorrow no matter what.
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Jungkook arrived right on time to pick Taehyung up for his appointment. Despite Taehyung's attempts to talk throughout the ride, Jungkook skillfully steered the conversation away from certain topics. Taehyung understood. Jungkook seemed afraid to hear him speak at length, worried his captivating eyes might cast a spell, convincing him to agree to something he didn't want.
Taehyung sighed, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he noticed the car being discreetly followed by guards. Jungkook was fiercely independent, but wouldn't risk Taehyung's safety on a hunch.
During the therapy session, Jungkook remained close to Taehyung. However, this physical closeness wasn't enough for Taehyung. He yearned to open up about his past traumas, but only with Jungkook, in private. As he watched Jungkook interact with the doctor, asking insightful questions and voicing his concerns, Taehyung's heart swelled. The love and worry in Jungkook's actions brought tears to his eyes.
Their walk back to the car was shrouded in silence. Once inside, Taehyung met Jungkook's gaze, a silent exchange of emotions passing between them
Taehyung's voice softened. 'I'll sleep better next to you, Jungkook. We don't really need this therapy.' His eyes, glistening with unshed tears, spoke volumes. Jungkook offered a faint smile."
"But you want to move back to your place,' Jungkook countered. 'How will you sleep then? Without me?'" Taehyung slumped in his seat, silence engulfing the car. Without another word, the car came to a halt at Jungkook's place. Taehyung waited until Jungkook opened the door, then tried to speak, but Jungkook cut him off.
" 'Meeting at six, I will be back by eight,okay? '' Jungkook said, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind Taehyung's ear. Taehyung sighed in contentment. He loved everything Jungkook does.
Jungkook stared at Taehyung, overwhelmed with gratitude. How lucky was he to have Taehyung in his life, in his house that now truly felt like a home? He loved him. Truly, deeply loved this man standing before him, radiating love and unwavering devotion despite their recent disagreement.
" Okay", Taehyung simply replied, he gets closer to jungkook, holds jungkook shirt.
"Nothing's changed between us, right?" His voice trembled, a lump forming in his throat. Unshed tears welled in his eyes. Jungkook felt a pang of guilt - he hated seeing Taehyung like this. He had failed him.
Jungkook cupped Taehyung's face, placing soft kisses on his forehead, nose, and cheek. Their eyes met, and Jungkook pressed his lips onto Taehyung's. It wasn't urgent or demanding. It was a meeting of lips, soft and sweet, a mere brush of a kiss that sent shivers down Taehyung's spine. It tasted like wildflowers and unspoken promises.
They pulled away slowly, foreheads resting together. Taehyung felt the heat radiating from Jungkook's body, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. It was a simple touch, yet the tenderness in that kiss spoke volumes, leaving a trail of warmth and unspoken possibility in its wake.
" Has anything changed?" jungkook murmured, sending a jolt through Taehyung. He clutched Jungkook's shirt tightly, a single tear tracing a path down his cheek. He shook his head repeatedly."
" No",he whispered. Jungkook immediately pulled him into a crushing yet comforting embrace. They held each other tightly, oblivious to the world around them - the porch, the watchful guards, and bang Chan standing among them, a smile gracing his lips as he silently wished happiness for this beautiful couple.
' you are a remedy, that will make my heart beat again'
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