Destined by fate 💜

37. A Journey Of Trust ?

Three hours into the flight .

The soft hum of the airplane filled the air, blending with the occasional chime of announcements. It was tiring and, honestly, boring to sit still for hours doing nothing.

Thirteen more hours to go before they reached Mumbai, and Jungkook was already feeling restless.

Yes , Mumbai. That's where they were heading-where one of the Kim family's mansions was located.

When Taehyung had casually mentioned it earlier, Jungkook had blinked at him in shock. "You guys have a mansion in Mumbai?"

Taehyung had smirked proudly, crossing his arms. "Not just Mumbai, Jungkookie. Many Kim mansions are located in every country."

Jungkook had stared at him, speechless. It wasn't like the Jeons were any less wealthy, but owning properties in every country? That was a whole new level.

According to Taehyung whenever he traveled for business, he preferred staying in their own places rather than hotels. It was more convenient and practical. And honestly, Jungkook agreed.

Staying in a mansion would feel homier, more private.

Seated in business class, everything around them screamed luxury. The seats were wide, reclining almost into beds, with plush pillows and thick blankets provided for comfort.

Soft golden lights illuminated the cabin, adding to the cozy ambiance. Each seat had a personal touchscreen monitor, offering a wide selection of movies, TV shows, and music.

The flight attendants were polite and attentive, ensuring every passenger had what they needed.

Jungkook had taken the window seat-because of course, he loved watching the clouds drift by.

The view outside was mesmerizing, but what caught his attention more was the scene beside him.

Taehyung was fast asleep, his head tilted slightly to the side, lips slightly parted. Their baby, curled up on Taehyung's chest, was also deep in sleep, chubby fingers gripping onto his father's shirt tightly, as if afraid he might be taken away.

The gentle rise and fall of Taehyung's chest matched the baby's soft breathing.

Jungkook couldn't help but chuckle. They looked adorable.

How can they sleep so peacefully while I'm suffering here?

Jungkook can't take his eyes of them . So instead, he just stared, committing this precious sight to memory.

He reached out carefully, brushing his fingers against the baby's tiny hand. The baby instinctively tightened his grip on Taehyung's shirt in response, making Jungkook melt on the spot.

His little baby was getting so attached to his dadda.

His eyes then moved to Taehyung, and that's when he noticed it-a tiny drop of drool at the corner of Taehyung's lips.

Jungkook bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. His husband looked so soft and unguarded, nothing like the intimidating CEO everyone knew.

Smiling, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the drool off Taehyung's lips, careful not to wake him. His heart felt warm seeing Taehyung like this. He was always so composed and confident, but right now, he looked like the cutest baby himself.

"My adorable husband," Jungkook whispered to himself, shaking his head fondly.

He looked around. Everyone else was asleep, including the rest of the family. He was the only one still awake.