"I wish I'd have never even met you," Jeongguk spat, hand pumping just a bit faster, his tongue moving swiftly towards the other male's tip.
"Be quiet and swallow my fucking children, you slut."
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A thumping in his head. Warmth; and the faint smell of nicotine oozing from a nearby ash tray.
Taehyung found himself atop his own bed, a morning beam of sunlight casted peacefully over his sheets, and he groggily sat up despite the aches pulsing inside his body. He threw his legs over the mattress, rose to his feet with a grunt, hand snapped to his temple while he guided himself outside the bedroom and made the small journey toward the kitchen.
That was where he found Jeon Jeongguk humming to himself while he made pancakes over the stove, pink sakura chopsticks at his grip.
The older nearly snorted. What a sight he'd walked into.
The boy wore a flower-style apron, cute hair clips holding his bangs up from shielding his vision. It had caught him off guard just a bit, but his amusement was far too large for him to find any room to complain.
"Mm what's for breakfast, dear wife?" He spoke up, a sly smirk at his lips while Jeongguk flinched at his sudden voice.
The boy's humming ceased immediately, a blush adorning his cheeks when he turned to look at Taehyung's devilish grin. "O-Oh, hey, um... G-Good morning!"
Taehyung moved to seat himself over the stool beside the kitchen island. With a prop of his elbow over the counter, his gaze naturally landed on the younger with sheer mirth.
"Morning. You look adorable."
Jeongguk forced his attention back to cooking, his skin heating up while a thousand thoughts consumed him all at once. There were definitely times when he'd confuse himself. Of course, he'd gotten much better at telling Taehyung's alters apart, but the undeniable truth was that V and Taehyung himself were the most alike in terms of mannerisms.
He wasn't sure if it was because he'd gotten caught in the cute attire he had put on without thinking twice, but he was unusually flustered and it was hindering his focus.
"T-Thanks..." A low clear of his throat. "Um, are you h-hung over? Would you like some medicine?"
"I'm alright. Though I'll take something for my headache."
Jeongguk gave a nod, and minutes later the boy was seating himself across from the older after having placed a plate of breakfast, a glass of water and some painkillers in front of him.
"Dig in.." He spoke timidly. "They're definitely not at the level of Dotie's pancakes, but they're not too bad."
The older's amused grin widened, unable to help the thought that Jeongguk seemed very much like a housewife right now. And once they finally began to eat their meal, the two fell into a comfortable silence while they ate.
