𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊. They've been happy. And Jungkook is sure that his life ahead with Taehyung will be happier and happiest. Been married to the younger boy, it's been years of them paying each other loyalty, love, trust and intimacy with every other po...
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The pretty mint haired boy was all cuddled up in his fluffy white quilt. Air conditioner was on, lights were off and he laid off in the centre of their queen sized bed. His soft cheeks puffed adorably, his petit body wrapped in the blanket like a burrito.
He seemed like a whole mood. Low growls could be heard from his tummy, as he snuggled his face within his pillow. His hands clutching his own body tightly as his cheeks were wet with his pearl like warm tears.
He felt overwhelmed, as if he wasn't worth the happiness he should have. As if he wasn't worthy enough to be married with jungkook.
He was hungry at the same time, stomach churning to have something in.
Slowly he reached out for his phone, body already aching with the work he did up till now. Clad in soft oversized sweater and pants--he looked like a upset bear craving to have some honey.
At this moment, he could not understand what to do, and the first thing which came to his mind was his yoongi hyung. Immediately dialing the said male's number which he remembered for some reason, he neared the device to his ear.
The male was surprisingly fast enough to pick, nothing new for taehyung though. "tae--hey!" he said, voice soft and gentle as if the younger would break if he raised his voice a bit.
"hyungie..." the upset mint haired uttered, tone low and steady. "I miss you.." he spoke, leaving the other male with goosebumps all over his body. It wouldn't be a lie to say that Taehyung still managed to make Yoongi's heart beat in an abnormal pace.
"you do? Are you alright sweetheart?" he asked tenderly. Clutching the phone even more tightly. Hoping for a 'yes' with his fingers crossed.
"no.. I'm tired, so fucking tired.." he voiced, sounding so worked off and stressed out. His usual chirpy, loud voice seemed so worned out and empty to the older male.
"what happened baby.. Tell me, I'm here."
"he-he's here.. Kookie's fathe-- eomma is here."
He said as pulled the quilt up to cover his face. He felt weak, exhausted because of his mother-in-law who's too heartless for Taehyung's existence.
"seokjin..did he something? Is he torturing you again..?" yoongi asked hastily, as his eyes darkened with concern for Taehyung and fury and rage for so called Taehyung's husband.
Isn't it his responsibility to keep his husband safe and happy?
Taehyung begin to blabber about his day to his ex and hyung, Yoongi who listened to intently to younger's each word.
