Taehyung felt something steering over his chest, he opened his eyes. It was still night outside, Jungkook was trembling in the cold while sleeping.
He forgot to cover them with the blanket, such a fool he is. He reached out to the blanket and covered themselves properly, tucking the edges behind Jungkook's back while pulling him closer to his chest.
Jungkook's breath was warm under his chin, Taehyung pulled back and stared at his puffy face, pouty pink lips, boopy nose. He leaned over him and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
Everything doesn't matter, he doesn't matter. For Taehyung, Jungkook is the only person that matters.
The younger one has suffered more than Taehyung and for what? To protect him. His selfless bunny would be this stupid, Taehyung haven't thought about that.
Taehyung brought his head in the crook of his neck and let him rest until Jungkook wants. He had vowed during their marriage that He will stay with Jungkook until the younger wants, he will love the younger until he wants.
Jungkook wanted him from the start, still wants him, Taehyung knows that.
These seven months of torture didn't affect their pure love. Everyone has hardships in their life but they do know how to deal with them. A corner of his heart is still mad at his stupid bunny but he was planning to talk about it to jungkook very soon.
Maybe it's the time.
Jungkook was awake, he was awake from the time his bones felt the chill of the night. He was aware when his husband covered them from the blanket and pulled him closer.
Jungkook's heart raced to his throat when he felt fingers over his waist when the blanket tucked behind his back.
He felt the soft kiss his husband placed on his forehead, prickling his eyes behind the close lids. Jungkook was about to sob when Taehyung cradled him in his neck, stroking his hair before settling down over his nape.
Every fibre of Jungkook's body was longing for this moment for seven months.
The first drop of tears fell out from his eyes without his acknowledgement, he parted his lips to breathe because his nose was clogged. Jungkool felt miserable because he wanted to inhale Taehyung's scent as much as he could before the sunrise.
Jungkook stilled in his position when he felt a hot palm over his cheek, fingers wiping the salty liquid with so much tenderness.
"You are not going to cry just after waking up." It was a command in a low whisper from his husband, an order Jungkook wants to fulfil with all his heart. But he was failing it, Jungkook had missed Taehyung so much that the familiar voice in his eardrum was squeezing his guts and bringing more tears into his eyes.
Taehyung brought his face away from his neck and wiped his eyes thoroughly. Jungkook wasn't looking up but he find solace in the hot palm that was caressing his cheek ever so slowly.
Jungkook blew some clogged air out from his throat to breathe properly, he felt light. He mustered some courage and looked up.
Taehyung was staring at him with love and care, his own eyes seemed red and Jungkook felt bad instantly.
He made Taehyung cry again last night," I am sorry."
He said and another stream of tears left his eyes.
Taehyung sneaked his hand under Jungkook's waist and grabbed it with minimal pressure, his other hand was still nestling Jungkook's face.
His hand traced the trails of tears on his cheek, Jungkook sighed under his palm, moving his face along with Taehyung's hand, seeking comfort.
Taehyung voice was low when he speak, he doesn't want to unnerve Jungkook's head with a high voice just after he woke up.
"If you are sorry for protecting me, then don't be. You hurt me so that you will see me alive in future. I would have done the same for you, baby."
Jungkook frowned in pain and a sob left his lips, Taehyung was confronting him finally.
"It was unfortunate that this happened to us, I never doubted your love for me. Didn't I say to try harder, hmm?" Taehyung asked.
Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's hand over his cheek and nodded.
"B-but I crossed many boundaries that I shouldn't have. "
"You did," Taehyung confirmed.
Jungkook freaked and spurt the words," that kiss didn't mean anything to me, I swear. It hurt me to do that too but I couldn't think of anything else that can anger you and leave Seoul behind. I used our sex tapes, muting your voices out from it when I was sure that you were outside my door, I played them. I am sorry, please. I never touched other man-"
"Will you stop speaking?" Taehyung said and squeezed Jungkook's waist a little.
Jungkook looked down, a pout surfaces on his lips unintentionally. It was... It was the saddest curl of his lips Taehyung had even seen. Why this is even happening?
Taehyung couldn't control, he moved closer and captured those soft lips into a delicate kiss. It was a short and warm kiss that ignited tons of emotions inside Jungkook, all at once.
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