Yours, Taehyung | ᴛᴀᴇᴋᴏᴏᴋ

Thirty Three

The next day is quite busy for Taehyung. Since the company did not give him a heads-up before, he is now confused about what to pack and what not to. He also needs to go to the office later and check on the outfits Jungkook and Yoongi would be wearing in New York. Initially, Heedo was supposed to go with them so she did all the work. But if he doesn't check it himself, it would be really unprofessional of him and he can't afford to make mistakes abroad because anything would take a lot of time to reach him.

There are clothes, makeup, footwear, and toiletries scattered everywhere in the room. Taehyung feels irritated seeing his husband chilling downstairs, stalking ARMY on Twitter because he has already done his packing. He only has to carry his daily wear stuff because all the other outfits that he would be wearing in public will be taken care of by the stylists.

Taehyung grunts. He is currently tiptoeing so that he can reach the small cloth bag placed on the top shelf of his closet. He extends his hand as up as he can but the bag seems to be just a few inches away from his fingers.

"Ugh! This is so annoying." Taehyung mumbles to himself, huffing, "Where is that idiot husband of mine? He claims that he would always be there for me then where is he now?" Taehyung wishes that Jungkook was here so that he could ask him to get the bag for him.

It's not like Taehyung can't do it now since the older is just downstairs but his ego won't allow that. After all, it's just a bag he needs to bring down.

But soon, frustration vanishes from his face and gets replaced by surprise as a pair of hands secure themselves firmly on his small waist.

"I don't break my promises, baby. I'm here now, see." Jungkook teases him and before Taehyung can prepare himself for it, he is lifted in the air by his waist.

He gasps loudly, instantly turning his head down to look at his husband who has an adorable smile on his face. "Don't look at me like that, love. Take that bag down now. You're kind of heavy."

Taehyung's eyes widen. He quickly reaches for the bag and pulls it down. Once he has the bag in his hand, he starts hitting his husband with it. "How dare you call me heavy? I just weigh sixty-three kg!"

Taehyung's high-pitched scream and the continuous attacks with the bag make Jungkook laugh. He loves it when Taehyung gets annoyed. He looks very cute as he complains with a pout on his lips.

"And now you have the audacity to laugh, huh? Wait, let me teach you a lesson." The younger states as he starts hitting Jungkook with more force.

The idol stops moving and the next time when the cloth bag hits his shoulder, he holds it and snatches it out of his husband's grip.

"What the hell, Jungkook!" Taehyung screams, trying to take back the bag.

Jungkook looks at him, amused, and raises his hand up in the air so that the other can't reach it.

Taehyung jumps, grunting a little. He knows that his husband is having a good time teasing him. Had it been something random in the bag, he wouldn't be putting so much effort into getting it back. But he can't risk Jungkook seeing what's in it--- at least, not now. Fuck Kim Seokjin for bringing it here and putting it on the top shelf of his closet.

"JUNGKOOK, GIVE IT BACK!" Taehyung shouts when he gets tired of jumping and yelling.

Jungkook smirks, "What even is in this, baby, that you wanna protect it with your life?"

Taehyung wants to slap that smirk off of his face. His cute glare turns into a cold stare as he keeps his mouth shut and just looks at the older.

Jungkook can feel the change in his mood. He loves to annoy the younger one because he looks very cute, but then he doesn't want to anger him. An angry Taehyung becomes sad and also gives him a silent treatment. He ignores his very existence and since Jungkook has gone through that once already, he is not willing to go through that yet again.