Chapter Eighty-Four

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THIRD PERSON's POV

He's still unprepared, his heart is almost ripping out of his chest.

Jungkook's doe eyes are wide, staring at the ceiling with the covers on top of his body. The other one is snoring loudly, while his body was frozen on where he was laying. The clock is ticking, running so fast. He's unaware of the time. At the first glance he took, the clock says 2:30 AM. Now that he took his second, it says 3:01 AM. Drowsiness never visited him again as soon as they reached home.

He's been glancing away since they laid back down to their soft mattress. He had to pretend to be asleep because of Taehyung. If he stopped pretending to be asleep, for sure Taehyung will stay up all night with him. The younger felt bad though, but he had to lie. His mind is not cooperating with him at the moment because of what will happen later on.

Three hours have passed, the sun started peeking through the windows. He didn't even realize that it's time to get up, just until the alarm started ringing uncontrollably. He slid off the blanket and went to prepare their breakfast, do his basic routine and wake the sleeping Taehyung.

"You need to stand up, bae." he tried kicking Taehyung off the bed but it seems like it didn't help at all, it just made the older sleep more instead.

Jungkook tiredly sat up at the edge of the bed and looked at Taehyung, thinking how and what to do at him. Some silly idea appeared in his mind and he knew this one could work. He stood up on the bed, creating a very subtle squeak, and prepared himself.

Taehyung will hate me after this, he whispered to himself and took a deep breath. He jumped on top of Taehyung who's now groaning in pain before opening his eyes.

"J-Jungkook." Taehyung whimpered as the brunette rolled his eyes, hopping out of the bed and dusted his pajamas.

"Stand up, lazy pig. We got some work to do."

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"Awh! Shtop brushing mah teeth sho hard!" Taehyung's words got muffled, holding Jungkook's arms for support.

"You move so slow so let me do it." Jungkook hissed and continued murdering Taehyung's gums and teeth.

"Too tight!" said the raven, head a bit low as Jungkook fix his necktie. It feels like his neck is being ripped off his body because of how it tightly hugged his throat.

Jungkook's face fell, loosening the knot. "Sorry." he apologized gently and arranged his lover's messy hair. Taehyung eyes started to water when he felt a warm pair of lips touch his cheeks, feeling his blood slowly rush upon his face.

"Love you," Jungkook told him and run down to the kitchen, leaving the red-faced boy alone in the room.

"I l-love you too!" he shouted back, holding the certain place where the younger planted a kiss with a sheepish smile plastered on his lips.

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A sweet, familiar aroma filled his nostrils when he stepped down to the stairs, seeing Jungkook preparing the table with an orange, tiger apron around his waist. Taehyung couldn't help but giggle at the sight. Seeing him wearing his favorite apron is too cute to handle.

Jungkook's stared went up, eyes catching Taehyung. "Oh, there you are. Let's eat!" he rejoiced and gestured to Taehyung to move closer.

Taehyung rushed to his seat, lifting both of the utensils beside the plate in front of him. His stomach growled when Jungkook placed the marinated chicken on his plate. He couldn't wait to stuff it in his mouth.

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