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EP30: Intimate interruptions

The rays of the morning sun gently streamed through the curtains, painting the bedroom in a soft, golden glow. Taehyung stood before the full-length mirror, his nimble fingers tracing the delicate fabric of the new dress he had chosen for the day. It was a soft, pristine white dress that clung to his body, cascading gracefully to his ankles. He couldn't help but smile, knowing he looked actually pretty in it. Today, he wanted to capture all of Jungkook's attention, make him forget everything else.

As he adjusted the dress, Taehyung cast a loving gaze towards the cradle where Jiyeon lay, peacefully asleep after her morning feeding. He smiled, taking a moment to revel in the joy of parenthood before heading to the living room.

In the living room, Jungkook was engaged in a profound conversation with Lee over the phone. His voice was laced with intensity as he discussed the leads on the ongoing case, which Lee was currently trying to find out. Meanwhile, on his lap, Taehee giggled with delight, engrossed in the colorful world of her cartoons on the television.

"I'm telling you, Lee, we're close. There's something about this guy we've been missing. Why would he lie about taking a walk around the campus instead of just admitting that he can't remember which was actually the truth?" Jungkook emphasized, leaning forward as if trying to convey the urgency through the screen. "I wish I was in the office right now. We would've found something about him."

Just as he was about to delve into more details, his eyes shifted to the doorway, and all words caught in his throat. There stood Taehyung, ethereal in his white dress, an embodiment of elegance and allure. Jungkook's jaw dropped, and he momentarily forgot about the ongoing conversation. Taehee, too, couldn't help but turn her head, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of her stunning father.

Taehyung, undeniably enjoying the effect he had on his husband, as he approached him with a teasing smile. "Jungkook," he purred, his voice honeyed, an attempt to snap Jungkook out of his trance.

Jungkook blinked, finally registering Taehyung's presence. He hurriedly said to Lee, "I'll talk to you later, Lee," and abruptly ended the call, the urgency of the case momentarily overshadowed by the sight of his enchanting husband.

He stood up from the couch, Taehee still nestled in his arms. Jungkook couldn't help but feel a rush of desire and admiration for taehyung. Taehee observed this exchange with wide-eyed curiosity, her attention shifting between her parents.

Taehyung took a step closer, winking at Jungkook before turning his attention to their daughter. "Well, Taehee," he began, his voice playful, "I think I'm going to steal papa away for a little while."

Taehee pouted and clung tightly to Jungkook's neck, her small hands framing her father's face as she asserted, "no... papa is mine."

"Listen Taehee, Papa was mine before he was yours."

"No– mama," Taehee whispered, her big eyes staring at Taehyung, "papa i-is mine now."

Jungkook chuckled at Taehee's possessiveness and showered her cheeks with kisses. "Don't worry, sweetheart. You can watch your cartoons while mama and I have a quick chat," he reassured her.

Taehyung, who had initially furrowed his eyebrows at Taehee's behavior, couldn't help but break into a radiant smile at Jungkook's comment.

With a gentle tug, Taehyung beckoned Jungkook towards the door. Taehee was comfortably seated on the couch surrounded by soft pillows and her scattered toys. Her eyes remained fixed on the vibrant world on the television screen.

As they stepped out of their house, hand in hand, Taehyung couldn't help but feel the desire to be alone with his husband.

He wanted this time to be solely about them, without any distractions or interruptions. His heart raced as he led Jungkook a few steps away from the front door, and with a sultry smile, he placed Jungkook's hands on his waist, circling his own arms around Jungkook's neck and drawing him closer.