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It's been three months since they came back from New York. Nothing major happened during this time.
After coming back, there wasn't much for BTS to do as they already finished working on the album. It would be released in another few months so they are way ahead of their schedule. They used this time to shoot a few episodes of Run BTS, make practice videos, and also finished shooting Winter Package which would be out soon.
One recent development is that while they were shooting the Winter Package at a ski resort, someone (most probably a staff working there) recognized Taehyung from the airport photos and realized that he is indeed BTS' stylist. There were so many questions and so much curiosity about Taehyung after seeing him at the New York airport that the staff felt like informing her fellow fandom members that Taehyung is a stylist for BTS and there was nothing to be jealous about.
Three pictures of Taehyung had gone viral from the ski resort and he was scared to the core but most of the people either talked about how they envied him because of his job or they talked about his insanely good looks. By seeing people talking about him on social media, it's crystal clear that he has become a crush of many. Jungkook can't help but feel jealous but he is glad that there wasn't any hate thrown at his husband. The reaction was pretty normal. They had expected people to find out about Taehyung being their stylist sooner or later.
Since the night at the club in New York, Yoongi did not talk to Taehyung and Jungkook. He only spoke to them when it was absolutely necessary or when they were shooting something. Apart from that, he ignores them.
Taehyung felt bad for all those words that he spoke to the rapper that night and he wanted to apologize but whenever he tried to talk to him, he just got dismissed. Jungkook told him that they need to give Yoongi some space because all that information must be too much for him.
Jimin had been working abroad since then. He did not come back to South Korea after New York. He told his family that there are a lot of things he needs to take care of at their foreign branches so he would be working from there. But his father is aware that there is nothing Jimin can't do from their main branch in Seoul which made him super worried.
When his father talked about his concerns regarding his younger son to his older one, Jungkook told him that he would talk to Jimin. But in the back of his mind, he has this feeling that Jimin's sudden disappearance has something to do with that night in New York. He knows that his brother has feelings for Yoongi. If he remembers their conversation, then he must be really upset. Jungkook can't even talk to Taehyung about this because he knows that his husband would start blaming himself for it when it's not even his fault.
There are a lot of things that have been on Jungkook's mind lately. He spoke to Namjoon about all this but the leader only said that communication is the key but they also need to give some space to Jimin and Yoongi. They need it to calm themselves down and think rationally.
Namjoon also suggested Jungkook to come clean to Bang PD because if by chance, the truth surfaces from other sources, things would take an ugly turn. Imagine there is a scandal and the company not knowing the root cause or the reason. That is like horror for them.
Jungkook knows that there's a lot of communication he needs to do with a lot of different people but he needs to do it to make things better and easier.
The deep frown on his lips turns into a smile when he feels two familiar hands wrapping themselves around his torso, "What are you thinking so deeply about?" Taehyung asks, bending forward and placing his head on his husband's shoulder.
"Just this and that," Jungkook replies, his hand making its way to Taehyung's head and softly brushing his hair.
"Are you sure? You look worried." The younger says, moving away. Jungkook makes a sound of disagreement. After being away from his husband the whole day because of work, he just wants to keep the younger in his embrace.
Before he could get up to bring Taehyung into his arms, the younger jumps on the couch from behind, bouncing on it. The idol gets startled. "God, Tae, you scared me. What if you get hurt?"
The younger only giggles, "It was fun. I wanted to try what you did in Boy With Luv."
Jungkook sighs. Even though he is Taehyung's husband, it seems like the younger has still not processed the fact. He still fanboys over BTS with everything he has. It's not like he squeals at work or anything but he stans them and he stans them hard. The idol can't help but find it cute. He knows that he shouldn't be biased toward one ARMY but what can he do? He is so in love with his fan who also happens to be his husband and stylist.
"You know, babe, the way you stan us so hard, I feel like you might even be a secret fanfiction writer that I don't know about." The older comments, putting his hand around the younger and pulling him into himself.
Taehyung laughs, cuddling into his husband, "I might as well be. I already know what I would write about."
"Hmm? What would that be?" The idol asks, hiding his face in Taehyung's neck as he inhales his scent. His natural scent mixed with the smell of cocoa and shea butter from his body lotion calms him down and the frustration slowly starts fading away.
"I would write about our story, you know? A fanfiction of more than 200K words with a lot of smut. I think people would love to read that, won't they? The idol being married for six years to his stylist. I think it would make a great story."
Jungkook laughs, "You never know, babe. Maybe a fanfic like that already exists."
"True. That person stole my idea." The younger huffs.
"Babe, if it exists and you're planning to write it now, it's you who would be accused of plagiarism, not that person." Jungkook reasons.
Taehyung looks at his husband with wide eyes. His face holds an angry pout that immediately makes the older shut up. "You should be taking my side, asshole! Why are you taking some unknown person's side?" The stylist demands, pinching the idol's nipple.
"Ouch!" The older flinches and pulls away, "We were only joking, Tae. Why are you pinching me?" The older asks, rubbing his chest, right above his nipple.
The younger rolls his eyes and starts poking his husband's chest, "Joking or not, you should always take my side. Do you understand?" Wanting to get over with this conversation, Jungkook simply nods.
"Okay, stop being dramatic now." The younger says, getting up from his place to make his way to the kitchen.
Jungkook looks at him with wide eyes before following him, "I'm being dramatic?" He points his index finger at himself.
"Who else then? Am I being dramatic?" The younger demands. He has a spatula in his hand that is pointing at Jungkook, daring him to say something. He doesn't even know why they're having this conversation. Why is Taehyung making such a big deal out of such a small thing?
"Fine, I'm sorry." The older mutters, not wanting to argue with his husband. He, for a fact, knows that winning an argument with Jeon Taehyung is next to impossible.
There are a few moments of silence in the kitchen. Jungkook walks over to the fridge to grab some ingredients for dinner. He can already see Taehyung trying to cook something but he knows that they would ultimately have to throw it into the dustbin so he better be prepared.
When Taehyung sees him starting to prepare dinner too, he gently pushes him away from the slab, "I'm making dinner for us today. Go and relax, Jungkook."
Oh, the horror on the idol's face is almost comical. He really doesn't have the energy to deal with Taehyung's cooking right now.
"You don't have to do it, Tae. I'm the one responsible for our meals, remember?" Jungkook says softly.
"But I wanna make food for you today. You always do so much for me, Kookie. I wanna do the same for you." Taehyung reasons. Jungkook won't lie, his heart melts right there.
He puts away the carrot that he had picked up to chop and moves closer to the younger. He smiles and cups his cheeks, "I know how much you care for me, love. You don't have to cook for me to prove that."
Taehyung looks at him, thinking something for a few seconds. Jungkook wonders what he is thinking so deeply about.
"You don't like my cooking, do you? That's why you don't want me to cook, right?" The younger demands.
Jungkook curses under his breath. Yeah, that kind of is true. But he would rather eat the meals prepared by Taehyung than get into an argument with him. "It's not like that, baby. I just want you to rest. You work so hard." He reasons.
A frown appears on the stylist's lips and he pushes his husband away, "Do you take me for a fool, Jungkook? I know what the truth is. You don't like my cooking. And if you're worried about my rest, then you should really not. I do rest enough. It's you who exerts himself physically more than me."
The idol sighs. He wonders what's up with Taehyung today. Why is he arguing with him on every topic?
"Fine. Prepare the dinner then. I'm excited." Jungkook forces a smile and tries to look excited. A normal person would actually buy that because his acting skills are really good. But oh boy, is he aware he's actually dealing with Jeon Taehyung and not just a random person? His husband knows him the best.
"You're pretending, aren't you, Kook?" Taehyung demands. Jungkook sighs. It didn't take even a minute for Taehyung to catch him.
"No, baby. I'm actually excited to eat what you cook."
"Really? Then why do you look so scared--- as if I would feed you poison?" Taehyung demands, the spatula again pointed at Jungkook, demanding answers from him.
The idol gulps and takes a step back, "I'm not scared, love."
He observes the younger's face carefully. He sees how the look of anger gets replaced by a hint of sadness and how his eyes well up with tears in no time.
Taehyung turns the stove off and throws the spatula away. "I'm bad at cooking, that's why you don't want me to cook, right?"
Jungkook is shocked to see how quickly his whole mood changes. Taehyung has never been like this before. But lately, he gets irritated rather quickly. He sometimes demands him to come home or come see him in the office during their work hours. He never acted like this. He was very understanding about their whole situation. Then what suddenly happened to him?
"T-Tae baby, it's not like that. You make amazing ramen." Jungkook hurriedly says as he walks closer to him. He cups his face to wipe his tears but Taehyung swats his hands away.
"But ramen is not real food. Stop lying. I'm a bad cook, I know. I'm such a useless husband. I can't even make food for my own husband." Two streams of tears start falling down from his eyes and he starts sobbing.
Now, Jungkook panics. For the first time in his life, he doesn't know what to do. When he sees that the younger is about to walk away, he quickly stops him by softly grabbing his shoulders. He pulls him towards himself, such that he is standing face-to-face with him.
"Listen, baby. You need to know that you don't have to cook or do the household work to show me how much you care for me. Even if you just sit and do nothing, I know you're one of the people who care deeply about me. You're the reason for my happiness. Trust me." Jungkook softly says and kisses his forehead. Taehyung's sobs die down to small sniffles which makes the idol sigh.
"Why are you so nice to me, Kookie?" The younger mumbles, wrapping his arms around the older's waist and hiding himself with his body, relaxing in his hold.
Jungkook rubs his back, thanking God that Taehyung finally calmed down. "I'm sweepy," The younger says in a childish voice. Jungkook smiles from ear to ear.
"Let's quickly feed you first and then you can sleep, love." Jungkook says, running his hand through the other's hair. Taehyung hums, still clinging to his husband.
The older kisses his forehead and starts leading the younger to the stool next to the kitchen slab so that he can sit while he makes dinner for them.
Just then, they hear Yeontan barking. The two of them look toward the living room and see the little creature running toward the door.
Confused, both Jungkook and Taehyung follow him. "Tannie," The idol calls but abruptly stops when he sees Bambam entering the house.
They have given the passcode of their house to the bodyguard in case of an emergency or if he needs to run some errands.
"I thought you went home," Jungkook comments when he sees the bodyguard petting Yeontan.
"I was about to go but---" his voice is laced with worry that worries the couple as well. Taehyung unconsciously moves closer to his husband who wraps his hand around his slim waist. "What is it?" The idol asks.
"After dropping you here--- I saw some sasaengs lurking outside the mansion. They had a camera and they were hiding behind those dense bushes. I heard them whispering and went to check. It clearly looked like they had followed us. I caught them and reported them to the police and also informed Eunwoo-ssi about the situation. He said he would take care of the legal matters and press charges for invading your privacy." The bodyguard informs.
The couple looks at each other, nervousness creeping into their hearts. Taehyung has a look of horror on his face and he trembles, "J-Jungkook, what are we gonna d-do now? What if they f-find out?"
Tears appear in the younger's eyes again and Jungkook, even if he's scared himself, just smiles at him. "It's okay, love. Trust me, nothing bad will happen. We'll take care of it."
"I'm so scared, Kookie," Taehyung whispers, lips wobbling at each word he says.
"There's nothing to be worried about, my love." The idol cups his face and pecks his forehead. He puts his one hand at his nape and lets the younger place his head on his chest.
Bambam smiles at their interaction. Seeing them like this makes him want to protect them as well as he can. "Jungkook-ssi, can I suggest you something?"
The idol looks at him and nods. "Okay, so I suggest that you should move back to your parents' house for a few days. Meanwhile, we'll keep an eye on any unusual person wandering around this area and tighten the security around the house."
Before Jungkook can agree with him, Taehyung raises his head from his chest and pleads, "That's a good idea. Please let's go, Kookie. I--- I don't feel safe here."
Jungkook slowly nods his head, wondering what happened to Taehyung again. He is usually not like this. Of course, sasaengs are scary but he never looked like he is on a verge of having a panic attack before.
The idol carefully looks at his face. What happened to you?
"Jungkook-ssi, we should leave now. I caught two girls but there could be more." The bodyguard says.
"It's already night. It's not like they would barge inside. Let's go tomorrow." The idol suggests but Taehyung shrieks, "N-No, let's go there now. Th-That house is safer."
Both Bambam and Jungkook look at Taehyung with concern. His emotions are too heightened. Is it even normal? It doesn't seem like it.
Not wanting to worry Taehyung more, Jungkook agrees, "Go pack our bags, babe. I'll make ramen for us. We should not leave without eating something. Oh, and pack Tannie's things as well."
Taehyung nods and hurriedly makes his way toward the staircase. When he's gone, Bambam asks, "Is Taehyung-ssi okay?"
With a sigh, the idol replies, "I don't know."
"You should talk to him."
"I will."
"Okay so--- I'll get the car ready. We'll go to the company first and wait for a while before changing the car and going to your parents in case we're still being followed." The bodyguard suggests to which the idol quickly agrees before moving to the kitchen to prepare ramen.
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"Happy birthday, my love." Jungkook's husky voice stirs awake Taehyung from his sleep.
He slowly opens his eyes and looks at his husband lazily who is hovering over him with a bunny smile. "J-Jungkook..." The younger calls out, still dazed.
"Happy happy birthday, my love." Jungkook whispers before kissing him on the lips.
Taehyung slowly realizes what's going on. It's his birthday today and Jungkook is waking him up for a midnight celebration.
The younger smiles into the kiss and locks his hands around the other's neck to deepen the kiss but Jungkook pulls back, "As much as I'd love to make love with you right now, first, let's get you the cake."
Taehyung nods excitedly and sits up properly while Jungkook extends his hand to grab the strawberry shortcake he prepared earlier.
Taehyung's eyes shine when he sees the dessert. It looks so appetizing. It looks beautiful and well-decorated.
"I wanted to bake a cake for you but then I found this recipe of strawberry shortcake trifle and I really wanted to try it. I thought you would like it." The older explains. Taehyung nods, rather excited to taste it.
He takes the spoon and is about to scoop some shortcake with it but Jungkook pulls it away, "Na-uh, first we blow the candles and make a wish."
The idol takes the candle from the bedside table and puts it on top of the icing. Then he lights it up with the lighter. "Make a wish, my love." Jungkook encourages him as he brings the shortcake closer to his husband. Taehyung smiles and closes his eyes. He joins his hands as he sincerely prays.
Please let this be forever. He blows out the candle.
When he opens his eyes, he finds Jungkook looking at him curiously, "What did you ask for?"
"It won't be fulfilled if I tell you, stupid." Taehyung mumbles. The older chuckles, looking at him endearingly, "Now, it's the cake's turn. Come on, baby."
Excitedly, Taehyung scoops a bit of shortcake with the spoon and feeds it to his husband. Jungkook does the same and kisses him on his forehead.
"It's so yummy, Jungkook. Can I eat it all?" Taehyung asks, mouth full from the cake.
"Of course, it's for you." Jungkook starts feeding the shortcake to Taehyung while the younger tells him how happy Jungkook made him today. When he was in boarding school, he didn't really have friends who would celebrate his birthday at midnight. He celebrated it with Seokjin later in the evening.
When he went to the UK, there was no one who even knew his birthday. He wasn't important enough in anyone's life there. When he came back to Seoul, Seokjin came to his place at midnight and they had their little celebration. In the evening, he had a family dinner with Jimin, Jungkook, and their parents. Jungkook wished him on his birthday but that was about that. It was a mere formality and there was nothing more to it.
So seeing his husband putting so much effort and making a shortcake for him sure makes him emotional. He is so happy. He feels like the wait of six years was finally worth it.
After finishing the whole dessert, Taehyung still isn't satisfied. "I want more." He says.
Jungkook rubs the back of his neck and smiles sheepishly, "Actually it was my first time making it and I wasn't sure how it would turn out. So I made only this much. I can make more for you in the morning though."
The younger shakes his head. He fists his shirt over his chest and pulls him toward himself, "I'm not asking more of the shortcake. I'm asking more of this." Taehyung whispers against his lips before crashing his lips on the other's.
"You want---?" Jungkook moves back a little. He needs to make sure that Taehyung is sure of this.
"To make love with you." The younger replies, looking very confident.
On that, Jungkook leans over and kisses his beautiful husband's mouth, their lips instantly opening to let their tongues swirl into contact. It is the deepest and hungriest kiss Taehyung has ever experienced, a kiss that was years overdue.
Taehyung pulls down the older's sweatpants to take out his cock while Jungkook pushes Taehyung's tank top up and exposes his boobs. Since the younger was sleeping, he has no bra on and that ignites more fire between them.
Jungkook grips his tits roughly and more eagerly. He quickly gets rid of Taehyung's pajama shorts and underwear before slipping one hand between his smooth, warm thighs, sliding up to feel his exposed pussy. His slit is already wet, the lips slick and swollen. Taehyung moans into his mouth as Jungkook's long fingers explore his freshly waxed treasure.
When one, then two, of the idol's fingers slide into his husband, Taehyung moans into his mouth, but then leans his head back against the headboard of the bed and growls like a jungle feline while his husband finger fucks his pussy and lowers his face to suckle his perky nipples. With his thumb working over his clit, Taehyung starts squirming on the bed, pleasure rising by the second.
Reluctantly, Jungkook finally lifts his face from his husband's gorgeous tits and looks into his lust-glazed eyes. "There's something I need to do," he tells him.
"Yes, hyung? I'm yours. You can do anything you ever wanted." Taehyung says, arousal hitting him like never before.
Jungkook's pulse starts raging, and he wishes he could do everything he knows to the younger all at once. But he just smiles at him without saying anything. He quickly looks towards the door, making sure it's locked. "You gotta keep it low, baby. Mom and dad are sleeping," He whispers. Taehyung nods. He almost forgot that they were at their family house.
The older lays down his husband carefully on the bed and spreads open his leg. Taehyung follows everything without any protest. Now he is lying like a starfish, his tank top exposing his tits while being naked otherwise, leaving his smooth legs and shaven pussy fully exposed.
The idol sinks down between his husband's open thighs, placing his hands on his silky inner flesh. He can smell the perfume of the younger's arousal. He casts a brief glance up his face and simply says, "This is mine." Then he leans in close and licks his syrup-coated slit.
"Oh fuck," Taehyung whispers with a throaty sigh. His hips begin rolling and grinding instantly in response to his husband's hungry assault on his pussy. He spreads his legs as far apart as he can, giving his eager husband as much access as possible.
The idol is completely intoxicated by the younger's hot, wet pussy, licking all around his lips and hole as if he can't ever get enough. The sound of Taehyung's deep sighs and moans only made him lap and slurp at his hot slit with steadily growing hunger.
In the midst of the older's ravenous devouring of his pussy, Taehyung struggles to reach the nightstand to get his phone. He smirks thinking about his plan and it makes him feel hotter than before. Hastily, he opens the camera of the phone and aims it at his husband.
When Jungkook becomes aware of Taehyung taking pictures of his face firmly attached to his wide-spread slit, he pushes a pair of fingers into his hole and begins finger-fucking him as he continues lapping at his clit.
His fingers easily find the sweet spot inside him, stroking his husband's pleasure center while he attacks his clit with his flicking tongue. Soon, Taehyung's muscles tighten and he comes hard with a series of staggered gasps, "Oh m-my g-gawd, hyung. S-so good."
Jungkook smiles when he feels the younger's whole body shaking with the orgasm. He is happy that he's able to pleasure his husband just like he deserves.
He leans over and kisses Taehyung long and hard, making him taste his own pussy juices all over his mouth. The stylist kisses him back hungrily, eagerly sucking the flavor from his probing tongue.
Jungkook quickly sits up and removes all his clothes. He smirks seeing Taehyung looking like a tomato but still taking pictures and maybe videos of him.
The idol grips his swollen cock in one hand and moves closer to his husband who is still holding his phone and is taking more pictures of him as he strokes his huge shaft and tells him to suck it.
"C'mon, love. You know you want to just as much as I want you to," he tells him.
"Yes, hyung. You can have anything." Taehyung replies eagerly.
Then he takes his cock into his mouth and starts sucking his shaft, stroking his moist lips along his throbbing flesh while this time Jungkook keeps the phone aimed at him. Taehyung realizes that he is probably shooting a video. So he looks up with lust-filled eyes as he runs his tongue from the base to the tip painfully slowly.
"Damn baby, you look so beautiful like this. You look so hot yet innocent. So fucking gorgeous." Jungkook rasps as he spends a couple of minutes taking a video of his husband working over his cock, but finally shuts down the phone and tosses it somewhere on the bed. Taehyung sucks his throbbing shaft like he is born for it--- the praises make him want to give his best to the other. The look on his face is like nothing Jungkook's ever seen.
Taehyung's head moves back and forth in a steady rhythm as he strokes his husband's hard erection with his wet, supple lips. Groaning desperately, the idol grabs a fistful of the younger's hair and begins pumping his dick in a counterpoint rhythm to his slip-sliding mouth and hand.
After a little longer, the stylist pulls back, releasing Jungkook's overheated cock from his mouth. Then they kiss each other more heatedly than ever, Taehyung's hand stroking his exposed cock while Jungkook fingers his dew-lathered pussy.
"I need you inside me, hyung," the younger finally says. "I need you so bad. I need you now."
"Fuck," The idol growls and makes Taehyung go on all fours. Today, he is going to claim his pussy from behind. He swings his open hand across his husband's bare ass. The stylist whimpers in response to the spank. Jungkook gives him three more in a row. Then he grabs his cock and rubs it against the soft, wet folds of the younger's pussy.
"Are you ready for my cock?" The idol grunts, sneaking one hand between Taehyung's legs, cursing at how impossibly wet he is.
"Yes, yes, do it," Taehyung begs.
"You think you can take me?" Jungkook looks at him darkly. The thought of his husband's big cock buried deep inside him makes Taehyung's hole clench and more slick gushes out. He is more than ready, he is aching for it.
"Yes, please, I am ready," Taehyung pants, pulling the other for another kiss.
"Gonna stretch you so good," Jungkook says huskily when he breaks the kiss, bringing his mouth to Taehyung's ear and whispering, "Gonna fuck you nice and deep so you feel every inch of me inside you and then I'm gonna fill you with my come. Do you want that?"
Taehyung swears that he is just seconds from cumming just from those filthy words and the images in his head.
"Yes, I want that, please," Taehyung whimpers again and he looks so fucked out as if he already got fucked once.
Not making him wait anymore, the older pushes his throbbing shaft into Taehyung's hot core, filling his velvet sheath with hot, rock-solid flesh.
"Ohmyfuckinggawd," Taehyung grunts as his husband's imposing rod gradually fills his hole.
Grasping him by the hip with one hand, Jungkook thumb-massages his tight rim hole while he starts to rock his rigid bone in and out of his husband's luscious body. He can barely catch his breath as he slides in and out of the pussy.
Taehyung's moans and cries are partially muffled since he is aware that he is at the house of his in-laws and he doesn't want to be loud, but the idol can tell the younger is very much feeling the same rush of feelings that he is.
It isn't long before Jungkook strains to hold his load, wanting the feeling to last as long as it possibly can. Yet at the same time, he can't help pounding harder and faster into his husband's scorching hot pussy. He fucks him harder, with longer strokes, and his hand keeps lifting and laying hard spanks across his gorgeous ass.
"S-so good, Jungkook. You make me feel so f-fucking good." Taehyung cries, his hands already shaking with pleasure.
At that, the older spanks him harder. His husband's pussy grips and ripples inside, all around his cock. Taehyung gasps and moans deeply and before he knows it, he is cumming. "Fuck, hyung. You fuck me s-so good. My hole is m-made to take your cock." Taehyung blabbers and his dirty talks edge Jungkook more.
It finally gets more than he can resist. He grits his teeth and smacks his husband's ass with all his might as his cock erupts with a gush of hot load deep inside Taehyung.
"Gosh baby, you always feel so nice around me. So warm--- so tight. I don't think I could ever resist you." The idol confesses before making Taehyung lay down on the bed and lying on top of him, making sure not to put all his weight on his as catches his breath while he keeps cumming inside his husband. After a few moments, Taehyung turns around to come face-to-face with Jungkook. They just look at each other without saying anything. Nothing needs to be said. Everything Jungkook needs to know is right there in the dreamy look in his beautiful husband's eyes.
"I'm sorry if I spanked you too hard," he finally says with a coy smirk. "I guess I got carried away."
"You fucking animal," Taehyung purrs, trying to push the other away but Jungkook just holds him, still not pulling out of him.
Jungkook turns them such that they are spooning, Taehyung obviously being the little spoon.
"Thank you, Jungkook. It was the best sex ever." The younger confesses.
"I wouldn't say that. Every time we have sex is the best for me." Jungkook replies, making Taehyung instantly shy. "But Tae, don't people usually have birthday sex after the celebration is over?" The idol asks.
"We had our midnight celebration."
"I was talking about the party though."
"Aww... are you throwing a party for me, Jungkookie?" The younger half asks half teases.
"I don't know," Jungkook says, mentally cursing himself for mentioning the party. That was supposed to be a surprise for Taehyung.
"Don't worry, hyung. We can have sex again after the party." Taehyung tilts his head to look at him and smirks. Jungkook smirks back. He leans closer to the other and captures his lips once again.
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Taehyung had expected that for the first time in his life, he would have a great birthday. He did not hope for anything too grand. He just hoped that now since he knows a lot of people and most of them are friendly with him, he would be greeted with smiles and hugs on his birthday.
But nothing like that happened as everyone was too busy the whole day. Taehyung thought he would be a bit relaxed at work today since it was his birthday. But whenever he went to someone to even have a normal conversation, they assigned him some task.
In the morning too, Yerin and Jongho didn't wish him as they had to urgently leave for somewhere. He didn't receive any texts from Jimin but he isn't too surprised even though he's hurt. Jimin hasn't contacted him since that night in New York.
What infuriated him the most was that Seokjin was too busy to wish him a simple 'happy birthday' too. When he himself took the initiative to call his CEO best friend, the older told him that he is too busy with the year-end fashion show coming up and asked him if there was something important he wanted to speak to him about. Dejected, Taehyung hung up the phone, telling him that there was nothing important.
He felt unimportant and ignored, just like how he did all those years in the past. Everyone forgot about his birthday. The only person who cheered him was Jungkook. Even when the idol wasn't physically present around him, he constantly talked to him through texts, not leaving Taehyung alone for more than a few minutes.
Now it's already evening. Since BTS had no schedule after the afternoon today and he had no other work too, he leaves early in the evening for home with Jungkook.
The idol notices how quiet and upset his husband is and it makes him sad too. But he knows that the other would be happy after a while so it should be worth it.
When they finally reach home, the younger gets out of the car grumpily. He starts walking inside without waiting for his husband.
Jungkook quickly gets out of the car and starts following the younger, "Taehyung, wait!" He quickly catches up with him and holds his hand.
The stylist looks at him with a bored expression. "I'm tired, Kook. What do you want?"
"Just walk slowly is all I'm saying," Jungkook says. Ignoring him, Taehyung starts walking inside again and the idol just follows him like a lost puppy.
When Taehyung enters the house, he's surprised to see that it's so dark inside. He wonders if his parents-in-law are at home or not. But even if they aren't here, what about the household staff?
His thoughts are interrupted when the lights suddenly turn on and a loud "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TAEHYUNG!" Is yelled at him.
Startled, he jumps at his place. His eyes are wide when he looks around himself, taking in all the beautiful lighting and decorations.
In front of him are all the people who avoided him today. There are Yerin and Jongho, Seokjin, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Bambam. There are other staff as well who work for them.
"So this is why you guys were avoiding me?" He mumbles. Everyone laughs at that.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO!" Seokjin screams as he dashes toward his best friend and takes him in his embrace. Taehyung stumbles back at the impact and everyone laughs at the interaction between the two friends.
"So you remember, hyung? I thought you forgot." Taehyung complains.
"It's not my fault. Your brat of a husband planned all this. I wouldn't have agreed but for once in his entire life, he thought of something nice." The CEO explains.
"When are you going to stop hating me, hyung?" Jungkook rolls his eyes.
"Never." Seokjin replies sassily.
On the other hand, Taehyung blushes and looks at his husband shyly. Jungkook never fails to surprise him. He feels so special right now.
Everyone present in the room moves forward to engulf him in a hug, wishing him happy birthday again and again.
"So Taehyung, since this is a party, you can't definitely show up like this." Seokjin points at his baggy outfit.
Taehyung looks at his clothes and raises his eyebrows questioningly, "What's wrong with these clothes?"
This makes the CEO roll his eyes, "For the love of God, you're a celebrity stylist and your best friend is the CEO of a very big fashion brand. Don't say that it's okay to show up in those type of clothes for parties."
Everyone has a hard time controlling their laughter. Kim Seokjin is the CEO of Extravaganza, which in itself is a luxury clothing and accessory brand. He can't possibly have his best friend dressed in anything less expensive than Extravaganza for parties and outings. He won't mind him wearing other big brands like Celine, Versace, Louis Vuitton, and others but definitely not anything less than that.
"Guys, prepare the cake. I'll quickly get Taehyung changed and ready." Seokjin tells the others and starts leading Taehyung toward his room.
Jungkook, feeling jealous of Seokjin, starts following them too but Namjoon stops him by placing a hand on his shoulder, "Where do you think you're going?"
"To help Taehyung."
"Jin can take care of that. You help us here." Namjoon says, "Help me and Hobi with the final preparations now."
After coming back from New York, Jungkook informed Hoseok about everything between him and the stylist. Unlike others, he took the news very well, of course, after the initial shock wore off. When he asked him why Jungkook didn't tell them earlier, the maknae told him that he was going through a hard phase in his life itself and it was really difficult for him to talk about it. So both Hoseok and Namjoon told him to take his time and tell them when he's ready.
"So is Yoongi hyung not coming?" Jungkook asks. He wanted to have a surprise birthday party for Taehyung and he has been planning it for a week with the help of his mother.
He thought of inviting everyone Taehyung is close with and all the BTS members fall in that category. It was very awkward for him to invite Yoongi and he contemplated a lot with the idea. But then he thought that it would hurt the rapper if he invited Namjoon and Hoseok and didn't invite him. So he sucked it up and invited him. After that, it's on Yoongi if he wishes to show up or not.
"I'm not sure. It must be hard for him too." The leader says to which the other two agree. Maybe the wounds are still fresh and haven't healed yet.
"Right. Hoseok hyung, help me get the cake out of the box." Jungkook says.
"I can help too," Namjoon says.
"You better not, God of destruction." Hoseok teases and runs away. Namjoon's eyes widen and he shouts after him, "Yah!"
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"This outfit is so pretty. Whose choice was it?" Taehyung asks after he's changed.
"Take a guess," Seokjin says as he starts taking some makeup out of Taehyung's vanity table.
"Umm... yours?" The younger asks, unsure.
"No."
"Then Jungkook's?"
"No, I doubt he knows anything about fashion."
Taehyung sighs. He wants to tell Seokjin that his husband has a very good taste when it comes to dressing and accessories but he doesn't say anything because he doesn't want to trigger the older's eternal hate for Jungkook. Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, he asks, "Then who?"
"Jimin." Seokjin sighs. Taehyung is surprised, to say the least. His brother-in-law, who is also a very close friend of his, has always been so excited about his birthday. He bought so many gifts for him and wished him a hundred times in the day. It saddens him that Jimin didn't call or text him on his birthday this year.
Is Jimin that upset with me?
But he sent him a gift so that should mean that he still cares, right? Or is he just doing formality? But why would he gift him such expensive clothes for formality?
"Don't think too much, Tae. Try calling him. Maybe he would answer. After all, it's you." Seokjin suggests.
Taehyung nods his head even though he is very nervous. But he still wants to talk to Jimin. He won't feel at peace if he doesn't do so.
"I'll be quick." He says and walks to the balcony with his phone.
But his mouth falls open and his phone falls from his hand when he reaches the balcony and his eyes fall on the garden below.
There is Jimin in Yoongi's arms, hands locked around the rapper's neck as they kiss each other behind a tree.
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