"I thought we had it all-the sunsets, the kisses, the nights that felt perfect."
"We 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 happy."
"Then one morning, I wake up, and all I want is for it to end... to jump, to stop the pain."
"To make everything go away."
"Then do it."
The weight of attachment and possessiveness floods Taehyung's heart as the early light of dawn seeps into the room. He reaches out carefully, brushing a few stray strands of hair from Jungkook's face, his fingers trembling slightly as they grip the edge of the blanket that hides his bare skin. Their legs are still tangled beneath the covers, a soft reminder of their intimacy from the night before.
A heavy sigh escapes his lips, and a tear slips down his cheek. He gazes at Jungkook's delicate features, taking in every soft curve, every line of his face. He can't deny it-Jeong Hoon resembles him so much. The resemblance is uncanny.
But that's not why he's crying. His tears come from a deeper place, a mixture of love and relief. Today, their son will come home safely. Taehyung feels it in his soul, a certainty that's beyond logic or hope. It's not just his motherly instinct that reassures him, but the deep bond he shares with Jungkook. It's a connection that tells him the black ruby isn't the final price-they have more to give, more to endure.
"I love you, Jungkook," he chants silently, his fingers tracing the soft curve of Jungkook's cheek as more tears fall. His heart still races at the smallest things Jungkook says or does for him, even after all this time.
So why does his chest tighten with fear?
"Why the tears, love?" Jungkook's voice cuts through the quiet, startling Taehyung. His wide, doe eyes blink open, shimmering with concern. The galaxy itself seems to swirl in them, as beautiful and infinite as ever.
Taehyung's breath catches in his throat. Why does he feel like this is the last time he'll wake up to this face? "Hey, come here," Jungkook whispers, pulling him closer, but Taehyung presses their lips together in a fierce kiss, his body moving to straddle Jungkook on the bed. Their lips clash with desperation, the taste of Taehyung's tears mingling with the heat of their breath.
Jungkook holds him gently by the hips, grounding them both as they kiss deeply, passionately-like it's the last time. When they finally pull apart, their foreheads rest together, breaths mingling between them.
"I love you, Jungkook," Taehyung whispers again, his voice cracking with emotion.
Jungkook's hands stroke his waist tenderly. "And I-" he pauses, eyes locking with Taehyung's, deep and unwavering. "I'm in love with you."
A soft smile breaks across both their faces before their lips meet once more, sealing their love in a quiet, unspoken promise.
"Let's go get our son," Jungkook murmurs against his lips, and Taehyung nods, his heart swelling with the depth of their bond, their trust, their unbreakable connection.
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