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EP32: Breaking point

The soft, golden light of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, gently kissing Jungkook's closed eyelids. With a languid stretch, he emerged from the depths of slumber, his body uncoiling in the early morning stillness. It was a serene start to the day, the kind that felt promising.

As his eyes adjusted to the gentle glow, Jungkook's gaze fell upon the sight that never failed to warm his heart. Taehyung lay beside him, his features serene in the embrace of dreams. But it was the presence of their darling daughter nestled between them that filled Jungkook's chest with a profound tenderness.

Taehee was like a cozy, comforting bundle of innocence, her little frame cocooned in the tender embrace of her dear mama, who wrapped her in love and protection. Her tiny hands clutched onto Taehyung's shirt as if seeking comfort and reassurance in her sleep. It was a sight that rendered Jungkook momentarily breathless, a clear indication to the depth of love he felt for his family.

A flicker of confusion etched across Jungkook's features. He vividly recalled that Taehyung had put Taehee to sleep in her cot before the intimate moments he and Taehyung had shared the previous night. Yet, here she was, cradled in Taehyung's protective arms, a serene smile gracing her lips.

As he gently ran his fingers through Taehee's soft, silky hair. Jungkook couldn't help but wonder if Taehyung had brought her into their bed in the middle of the night, perhaps seeking the warmth and closeness of their daughter. The idea of his husband's tender gesture filled Jungkook's heart with warmth.

Feeling content and utterly at peace, Jungkook decided to seize the morning's energy. He quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb his husband and daughter's slumber. With deliberate movements, he donned a pair of comfortable track pants, as he embraced the promise of a new day.

But as he rose to his full height, his gaze was drawn to an unexpected sight. A beam of bright sunlight, streaming through the gaps in the curtains, illuminated something beneath the bed.

Curiosity piqued as Jungkook knelt down and retrieved two beautifully wrapped gift boxes. The shimmering gift wrap reflected by the morning sun, danced with rainbow-like colors, beckoning him.

Jungkook furrowed his brows in thought. These were clearly new gifts, yet he couldn't recall receiving any presents that were still unopened. He carefully retrieved the boxes and examined them, wondering who could have left the intriguing gifts.

With a promise to inquire about them later, Jungkook tiptoed out of the room, taking one last glance at the peaceful sight of his husband and daughters. Satisfied that they were resting undisturbed, he quietly closed the bedroom door behind him.

Outside on the porch, the cool morning breeze greeted Jungkook's bare chest, clad only in a pair of track pants. It sent a shiver through him, but he paid it no mind. His focus was unwavering as he began with his morning workout routine.

Stretching and push-ups soon filled the tranquil morning air. The rhythm of his body moving in harmony with his breath, the sensation of his muscles flexing and contracting with each push-up. Jungkook couldn't help but admire his reflection in the window, appreciating the results of his dedication to fitness.

Time seemed to slip away as Jungkook lost himself in his morning routine. Almost half an hour had slipped by when he heard the faint sounds of clinking utensils emanating from the kitchen. He knew that Taehyung had finally awakened and was likely preparing breakfast.

With a satisfied smile, Jungkook concluded his workout, wiping the glistening sweat from his brow with a towel. He couldn't help but reflect on the previous night's intimate moments with Taehyung, which had filled their hearts with love and desire. The memory of their shared intimacy fueled his steps as he headed towards the heart of their home—the kitchen, eager to greet his husband, his smile dancing with anticipation.