Furever 🔞 KTH+JJK+PJM

12

Morning light filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow on Jimin as he reclined on the plush bed, his legs gracefully entangled in the sheets. He wore only a pair of white shorts, the simplicity of his attire emphasizing the elegance of his form. His golden hair cascaded in soft waves, playfully framing his face as he pouted adorably, his eyes shimmering with an innocent charm that was both captivating and serene.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, and Taehyung emerged, draped in smooth pajamas that clung to his body, highlighting his lithe frame. He paused, utterly mesmerized by the sight before him. Jimin's delicate complexion, so reminiscent of fine porcelain, seemed almost ethereal in the soft morning light. Taehyung found himself unable to look away, as if even a blink would be a loss too great to bear in the presence of such beauty.

Jimin’s eyes, wide with innocence, found Taehyung’s gaze, and he smiled, a smile that held the promise of mischief and warmth. "Tae," he called softly, his voice like a gentle melody, pulling Taehyung from his trance.

Taehyung blinked, a sudden rush of thoughts crashing over him. His mind raced with conflicting emotions. “Oh, this is absurd. I shouldn’t be having such thoughts. It feels disloyal to Jungkook. But how can I not be enchanted by...”

Jimin’s movements were graceful, almost otherworldly, as if he were a mythical creature. His slender tail swayed elegantly, adding to the enchantment of the scene, while his pointed ears flicked with a whimsical charm, capturing Taehyung's imagination completely.

“Forgive me, Jungkook, but I can't help indulging in this fantasy,” Taehyung thought, torn between his loyalty and the allure of the moment.

“Kitty,” Taehyung’s voice was rich and resonant, carrying a tone of affectionate playfulness. “Would you like to engage in some fun activities?”

Jimin’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Yes, Kitty is ready to play!” He exclaimed, attempting to rise from the bed. But Taehyung gently stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

“No rush,” Taehyung whispered, his voice a blend of command and affection. “Stay here. The game involves following my instructions.”

Jimin looked puzzled but intrigued, shaking his head slightly in confusion. “What kind of game, Tae?”

“First, crawl onto the bed, my sweet cat,” Taehyung murmured, his voice like a gentle caress. “Like a whisper of moonlight, move softly onto the velvet sheets.”

Mesmerized by Taehyung's words, Jimin complied, his movements a delicate dance of grace and beauty. His slender body moved with an elegance that seemed almost poetic, each motion a silent symphony. His tail swayed rhythmically, adding an enchanting allure to the scene.

“Come closer,” Taehyung’s voice was a soft command, filled with longing. “Take a step towards me.”

Jimin giggled, his laughter like a sweet melody in the air. He moved towards Taehyung with a feline grace, his hands and knees brushing against the soft carpet. His ears twitched adorably as he approached, and finally, he lifted his delicate face towards Taehyung, their eyes locking in a moment of pure connection.

Taehyung’s heart raced, his body ignited by the warmth of Jimin’s gaze. He cradled Jimin tenderly, feeling the weight of their connection as Jimin wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s waist, pressing closer.

“Let’s end the games for now,” Taehyung said with a playful grin, retrieving a box from the drawer.

Jimin, sitting beside him, looked at the box with wide eyes, curiosity evident in his expression. Taehyung opened the box, revealing a beautifully crafted maid outfit, complete with a delicate headdress.