Who's the devil ?

24

As Jungkook stood at the bustling train station, his heart raced with anticipation. He had been counting down the days until Taehyung's return, feeling an ache of longing deep within him. The minutes felt like hours as he waited, his eyes scanning the crowd for a familiar face.

Finally, amidst the sea of strangers, he spotted Taehyung, his heart leaping with joy. Taehyung's presence lit up the entire station. With a wide smile, Jungkook hurried towards him, his steps quickening with every moment that brought them closer together.

When they finally met, their eyes locked in a deep, meaningful gaze. Jungkook's arms wrapped around Taehyung in a tight embrace, as if trying to bridge the distance of their time apart. Taehyung reciprocated the hug with equal fervor, their bodies pressing against each other, fitting perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle.

"I missed you so much," Jungkook whispered, his voice filled with genuine affection and longing. 

His words hung in the air, carrying with them the depth of his emotions. In that simple phrase, he conveyed not just the passing of time but also the ache of their separation and the overwhelming joy of their reunion.

Taehyung nodded in response. A faint smile played on his lips 

"me too" he said softly, trying to brush off his fatigue.

Seeing Taehyung's exhaustion, Jungkook reached out and gently squeezed his hand, his concern evident in his eyes. 

"You look like you could use some rest. Why don't you come to my place? You can spend the night, and we can catch up properly," he suggested, his voice filled with warmth and care.

"Thank you, but I really want to go home," Taehyung managed a genuine smile.

"are you sure everything is ok?" asked Jungkook voice filled with concern

"Yeah..just tired.."

Jungkook, moved by the depth of his feelings, leaned in and tenderly kissed Taehyung, his lips soft against his. Taehyung, caught up in the moment and the rush of emotions, reciprocated the kiss, his own lips meeting Jungkook's with gentle fervor.

However, as the kiss deepened, Taehyung suddenly felt a twinge of discomfort, a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach. He gently pulled back, breaking the kiss, his eyes searching Jungkook's face for understanding.

"Jungkook, I... I  am really tired," Taehyung whispered, his voice hesitant but firm. 

He took a step back, creating a small distance between them, his expression a mix of affection and unease. 

Jungkook nodded his eyes filled with care and concern. 

"I ll drive you home"

***

Taehyung' s heart pounded in his chest as he returned to his studio in Seoul, eager to reunite with his bed after a long day of work at Hyojoo's. However, his features turned to shock and disbelief as he stepped inside and placed his bag on the floor. 

Before him, scattered across the floor, were a series of explicit photographs documenting intimate moments he had shared with Jungkook during their date night. His hands trembled as he picked up the pictures, his mind struggling to comprehend the betrayal unfolding before his eyes.

The images captured stolen moments of affection, trust, and vulnerability, freezing them in time. Taehyung's eyes widened in disbelief, his mind refusing to accept what he was seeing. It was impossible to fathom that Jungkook, the person he had shared his most intimate moments with, could betray their trust in such a cruel manner.