The faint sound of the TV echoed softly in the silent and slightly dark living room.
The different colors from the screen reflect Jungkook's figure who was sitting over the long couch with one of his legs prettily placed over the roof of his thigh. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a pair of gray sweat pants. His full-sleeved tattoos on display and the same arm are gently placed over the leg that is placed over his thigh.
Eyes focused on the screen where a group of four girls was dancing on the Mnet Asian music award.
Despite being music coming out of the TV, Jungkook still heard the faint noise of footsteps coming toward him. "What are you watching?" Taehyung asked while crouching down to sit beside Jungkook on the long couch. Freshly showered. He was wearing his slacks and white button from before since he's leaving after a few minutes anyway and he can't step into his house wearing Jungkook's outfit, now can he?
The white button-up wasn't tucked inside his waistband and the long sleeves of the shirt were rolled up so that the remaining time he's going to stay here, at least he'll be comfortable.
"Mamamoo," Jungkook answered shortly, eyes still fixed on the screen where a group of girls, now known as 'Mamamoo' were putting on a tremendous show dancing to their own songs.
"Hmm," Taehyung hummed, getting comfortable beside Jungkook. He too started to watch the award show in silence. Eyes focused on the way the four girls were dancing so elegantly. But there was this one girl who was looking completely badass compared to the other three.
Her moves, gaze, walking style, and outfit all were so unique and badass.
Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows when he didn't hear anything from Taehyung. The man beside him now was completely silent. Which, for some reason, didn't sit well with Jungkook.
So he turns his head to take a glimpse of the older, observing him watching the girl group who were moving their body with the beat.
Jungkook rolled his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed together into a sulk as he now glared at the TV instead of watching it.
He looks over at Taehyung again who was too immersed in the show. Now it was a different girl group dancing on the screen.
Itzy.
"Enjoying?" Jungkook asked through his gritted teeth. His one leg was still placed over the other one.
"Yeah, the girl with pink highlight is damn good, don't you think?" Taehyung let out subconsciously, the different pigment of the TV screen reflecting through his face too.
Jungkook clenched his jaw as he glares at Taehyung's side profile with an annoyed idiom. He turns his gaze back to the TV again, pissed for no literal reason.
"Pervert," he grumbles under his breath.
Taehyung, of course, heard the false remark of the younger against him and snapped his head towards Jungkook with furrowed eyes. "Excuse me? Did you just say that to me?" Taehyung asked as his eyebrows curved into a frown.
Jungkook gazes back at the older and glares, "Or what? Why are you watching them like that?!" Jungkook snapped at the older who was completely bewildered by the younger's accusation.
"Watch them like what?" He asked, completely oblivious of what the fuck the blonde head is trying to prove.
"Gawking at them. Even your fucking eyelashes aren't batting." Taehyung was completely taken aback by the accusation. He glances at the TV and then back to Jungkook with nothing but confusion lacing his eyes.
"I— wha— Whoa! what?" He stammered out, eyes slightly wide and mouth ajar.
Jungkook kept watching the TV, his face still holding the annoyance and grimace for the older.
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HOUSE OF CARDS || VKOOK
FanfictionCOMPLETED ✅ In which Taehyung and Jimin are husbands, leading an unhealthy, toxic married life. But things took an unexpected turn when Jimin's colleague, an extremely flirtatious, seductive, and playboy like Jeon Jungkook's eyes landed on Taehyung...