Fateful Alliance ∞

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Third person's pov:

Jungkook closed the door behind their departing friends, leaving the house in a comforting silence. He walked back to the living room to find Taehyung lounging on the couch, engrossed in the glow of the television. The dim light cast a soft ambiance, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Deciding to join him, Jungkook headed to the bedroom and fetched his laptop. Returning to the living room, he settled beside Taehyung, their shoulders lightly brushing. The gentle hum of the TV provided a soothing backdrop to their quiet evening.

As Jungkook opened the laptop, the soft glow illuminated their faces, creating an intimate space for just the two of them. Taehyung turned to him, a small smile playing on his lips. Jungkook couldn't help but appreciate the warmth of the moment—the soft light, the subtle hum of the TV, and the shared space with someone he had come to care about.

As Jungkook continued to type, his fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced ease, Taehyung couldn't help but be intrigued by the creative process unfolding beside him. The soft tapping of keys filled the room, creating a rhythmic melody that blended harmoniously with the background noise of the TV.

Intrigued, Taehyung leaned in slightly, his curiosity piqued. "What are you working on exactly?"

Jungkook spared a moment to look at Taehyung, a fond smile playing on his lips. "It's a new novel I'm working on. The deadline is a bit tight, but I love the challenge."

Taehyung nodded in understanding, appreciating the dedication Jungkook poured into his work. He shifted his focus back to the television, allowing Jungkook the concentration he needed for his writing.

After a while, Jungkook paused and glanced at Taehyung. "I liked your friends. They're nice."

Taehyung grinned, "I'm glad you did. They enjoyed your company too. We should plan something with the whole group soon."

Jungkook hummed in agreement, and the two of them lapsed into a comfortable silence, the ambient glow of the laptop screen casting a warm aura over the room. It was a serene moment, the perfect blend of creativity, companionship, and the quiet acknowledgment of their growing connection.

Amid a quiet evening, the ambiance suddenly shifted as the lights and the TV screen flickered off, casting the living room into an unexpected darkness. Jungkook, amid his writing, turned his attention to Taehyung, whose face displayed a subtle frown.

"It must be a power outage," Taehyung remarked, breaking the silence that followed the sudden blackout.

Jungkook offered a nonchalant hum in agreement, his curiosity piqued about how they would navigate this unforeseen situation.

Taehyung, facing the challenge head-on, inquired, "What do we do now?"

Jungkook, a touch of mischief in his eyes, proposed, "Do you have any candles?"

Taehyung, slightly puzzled, nodded, "Yeah, but they're the scented ones, the ones Grandma uses for meditation."

A mischievous grin played on Jungkook's lips, "Perfect! Exactly what I wanted."

With the beam of their phone flashlights cutting through the darkness, they embarked on a quest to find Grandma's scented candles. As they moved through the dimly lit corridors, a soft tension hung in the air—a blend of excitement and the uncertainty of what awaited them.

Taehyung took the lead, his familiarity with the house guiding their path. The subtle fragrance of the scented candles began to permeate the air, creating a sensory trail that heightened their awareness. Unbeknownst to Taehyung, Jungkook was holding onto his hand, an unspoken reassurance in the touch as they navigated the shadows together.