The live session on TikTok was buzzing with energy as Jungkook lounged on the bed, his muscular frame sprawled out lazily, a glass of alcohol in his hand. His deep voice was mesmerizing as he answered the questions flooding in from his fans. Meanwhile, Taehyung was in the background, folding clothes and completely oblivious to the live session. He had never really understood the whole TikTok thing, but he was content doing his work, enjoying the comfort of his husband’s presence.
Jungkook smirked as he read the first question, his voice laced with playfulness and a hint of mischief.
**Fan**: *"Jungkook, do you ever let Taehyung take the lead, or are you always the one in control?"*
Jungkook chuckled darkly, taking a slow sip of his drink before responding, his tone teasing yet commanding. “I let him take the lead… sometimes. But let’s be honest, he likes it when I take control. He’s a little princess, and I’m the king. Don’t let him fool you.”
He leaned back further into the bed, his eyes scanning the comments as he grinned at another one.
**Fan**: *"Jungkook, are you as rough in real life as you are in your music?"*
Jungkook’s eyes flickered mischievously as he glanced toward the camera. “Rough? You could say that. But I’m only rough with what’s mine. And let’s just say, when I’m with my princess, I’m definitely not gentle.”
As he answered, Taehyung, who had been folding clothes with his back turned, barely noticed the live stream. The soft swish of his saari fabric filled the air, and the pallu gently draped over his head, adding to his ethereal beauty. He hummed softly to himself, fully immersed in his task.
Jungkook’s gaze shifted to Taehyung, his eyes softening as he admired the sight of his wife, his lips curving into a grin. He leaned forward, his voice dropping lower, more intimate, yet playful.
**Fan**: *"Jungkook, what's your favorite thing about Taehyung?"*
Without hesitation, Jungkook’s voice became smoother, tinged with affection and something more possessive. “My favorite thing about him? His loyalty. His beauty. And the way he makes me feel… like I could conquer the world. He’s my everything. Plus, he looks damn good in a saari, doesn’t he?”
He tilted his head toward Taehyung, who was completely unaware of his husband’s gaze. Jungkook’s eyes softened, a moment of tenderness flashing through him. But then, with a sly grin, he continued, his voice rougher as he made his next comment.
**Fan**: *"Jungkook, do you ever get jealous?"*
Jungkook paused, sipping his alcohol as his eyes turned cold for a moment. "Jealous?" he repeated, his tone dark and controlled. "I don’t get jealous. I *protect* what's mine. And if someone steps out of line with my Taehyung, they’ll know exactly who they’re dealing with. But don’t get it twisted—I don’t need to get jealous. Everyone knows he’s my queen."
The fans’ comments flooded in with a mix of admiration and awe, and Jungkook couldn't help but grin. As his fans sent in more questions, Jungkook’s mind was partly focused on his wife. He set the glass of alcohol down beside him and decided to turn the question toward Taehyung, knowing how shy his husband was around these things.
**Fan**: *"Jungkook, when’s the wedding anniversary? We’re dying to know the big plans!"*
Before Jungkook could answer, Taehyung, who had just finished folding clothes, walked over to the table and began to gather the laundry. Jungkook smirked, his eyes following his wife closely. As Taehyung passed by the bed, Jungkook leaned up slightly and kissed him on the forehead, his lips lingering for a moment.
Taehyung jumped, feeling the unexpected warmth of his husband’s kiss on his skin. His face flushed instantly, and he turned quickly, wrapping the pallu around his head more tightly, trying to hide the blush creeping across his face. He shyly walked away, but Jungkook’s voice rang out behind him, low and playful.
“Answer them for me, princess. We’re going to celebrate our anniversary in style. Maybe we’ll go somewhere private… and I'll make sure you know just how much you mean to me,” Jungkook said with a teasing grin, knowing full well the effect his deep, husky voice had on Taehyung.
Taehyung shied away even more, his heart pounding in his chest. He didn’t respond, only gave a soft sniff, continuing his work while his husband’s teasing words echoed in his ears.
Jungkook chuckled, his focus still on the camera as the next fan question popped up.
**Fan**: *"Jungkook, what's the most romantic thing you’ve done for Taehyung?"*
Jungkook’s lips curled into a wicked grin as he answered, his voice full of confidence. “Romantic? Well, I’m a mafia boss. I don’t do romantic the traditional way. But I’ll tell you this—I keep my wife safe, loved, and spoiled. That’s the most romantic thing I can do for him.”
As the live session continued, the comments flooded in, full of admiration for Jungkook’s savage, yet affectionate nature. Taehyung, still not fully aware of the live stream, was busy with his chores, oblivious to the way the fans were drooling over his husband’s every word.
But Jungkook’s eyes stayed on Taehyung, following his every movement. The subtle playfulness in his answers was always accompanied by a loving, possessive gaze directed at the man he cherished so deeply.
As the session came to an end, Jungkook looked straight into the camera, a final message for his fans. “I don’t care what you call me. I only care about my wife. He’s mine, and I don’t need anyone else. Got it?” He winked at the camera, making the fans go wild with excitement.
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