Bound to You

Chapted 28

Taehyung had never been the cuddling type—or that's what he thought. Now, all he want to do is scoop Jimin up in his arms and squeeze him to death. He liked the weight of Jimin's curly head on his chest, liked holding him close after sex, liked Jimin's sleepy snuggles. Jimin really was such a cuddle monster and is successfully turning him into one too.

"Remember how you told me seventy percent of your business was legal?" Jimin murmured suddenly.

Taehyung made an affirmative noise, threading fingers through his hair.

"You could make it one hundred percent."

Taehyung opened his eyes. "What?"

Jimin folded his arms on top of Taehyung's chest and put his chin on them, his expression earnest but hesitant. "You're a multi-billionaire. It wouldn't make a big difference for you. It would be practically a drop in the ocean."

Taehyung laughed. "Not exactly a drop in the ocean."

Jimin's brows furrowed. "You'd never need so much money."

"I likely wouldn't," Taehyung conceded.

"See?" Jimin exclaimed, beaming at him.

Taehyung suppressed a sigh. "And why, exactly, should I give up thirty percent of my income?" he said dryly. "We're talking about millions here. And before you say it's the 'right' thing to do, I never cared about doing the right thing and I'm not going to start."

"It's not—I'm not talking about doing the right thing. I mean, of course doing the right thing is important, but that's not the main reason." Jimin went silent for a short while. "I know you think my father was an idiot, but he wasn't. He was smart, cunning, and dangerous. And yet he's dead." Biting his lip, Jimin dropped his gaze for a moment before meeting Taehyung's eyes again. "I get nervous every time you don't call me for long while you're away. I want to stop feeling that way, stop living in fear."

Taehyung stared at him, a warm feeling spreading through his chest, a sensation that had become very familiar as of late.

"I'm not easy to kill, sunshine," he noticed there was no trace of mockery in the endearment. Perhaps there hadn't been for a long while. Sunshine. It fits. His little sun.

Jimin gave a small smile that didn't quite touch his eyes. "I'm sure my father thought the same. Please?"

Taehyung was used to dealing with dangerous men. Many would call him a very dangerous man, as well. But this man with his angelic face, soft smiles, golden curls and earnest eyes was the most dangerous thing Taehyung has ever encountered. This face should have been outlawed.

Taehyung tightened his arm around Jimin's back before flipping him over and rolling on top of him. He leaned down and kissed the plush, cherry pink lips lightly, then again, and again. His body was completely sated after the sex, but he was hungry, a hunger that had nothing to do with lust. He wanted to swallow this man's sweetness and make it his own.

"Is that a yes?" Jimin gasped against his lips.

"It's a maybe," Taehyung said, propping himself up on his elbows. It was a complicated issue. Of course he could find legal alternatives to partly compensate for the lost income, but rationally, there was no viable reason to change what was working perfectly. However, he had known this would likely be one of the compromises he would have to make if he wanted to be with the man—and keep him safe. He had already assessed the situation. But Jimin doesn't need to know that. Jimin doesn't need to know how whipped he was. "It's not a decision I can make on a whim."

"I know," Jimin said, his eyes full of light. He touched Taehyung's cheek. "I kind of thought you'd refuse outright. It means a lot to me that you will consider it."