Volume 1
[𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥]
❝𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐧, 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞❞
Top Taehyung
Bottom Jungkook
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"Taehyung, Promise your mother, that you will not marry Jeon Jungkook at any cost.
I accept the deàth rather...
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A few Days Later:
Taehyung expertly drove the car through the winding road single-handedly. His hand clutched the gear as he changed and the other hand spun the steering. Eyes focused on the dark road ahead. Beside him, Jungkook sat in the passenger seat.
Jungkook found her gaze drifting to his strong, veiny arm resting casually on the steering wheel. She couldn't help but admire the way his muscles flexed and tightened with each movement. Unconsciously, Jungkook's mouth fell slightly open as she watched him, her eyes tracing the veins of his arm with attention. She was so lost in her admiration that she didn't even notice the drool beginning to form at the corner of her mouth.
Taehyung glanced over at her, a small smirk playing on his lips as he noticed her bewitched expression. He followed her gaze to his arm and couldn't help but feel pride at the effect he seemed to have on his wife.
Jungkook shifted her attention away and looked down at her lap where the cup of strawberry ice cream was kept.
She held the spoon and dug out a large scoop of sweet before gulping it. Her doe orbs shone with the lights of the traffic as the younger looked outside.
Taehyung again stole a glance at Jungkook, his expression stoic as he watched the younger enjoy her ice cream. Her cheeks were flushed pink from the chilled sweet and a few stray strands of hair danced around her face in the gentle breeze.
Her once neatly styled hair was now tousled, strands of hair sticking out in all directions. A smudge of ice cream adorned the corner of her lips. Taehyung brought the car to a stop at the red light. The wife looked as the husband removed his seatbelt and leaned closer, his eyes dark and intense in the dim light of the evening.
Jungkook's breath caught in her throat as she watched his hand move forward, her heartbeat heightening with every second. A shiver ran down her spine as she met his gaze, her own eyes wide.
The ice cream was long forgotten.
Jungkook's fingers trembled slightly as she clutched the fabric of her dress, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for Taehyung's next move. Taehyung raised his hand and gently brushed a strand of hair from Jungkook's face, his touch feather-light against her skin.
The wife's face was illuminated by the soft glow of the evening.
Jungkook leaned back as she found Taehyung coming closer. Her head collided with the window sill. She could feel his breath fanning on her cheek and felt a rush of anticipation flood through her veins, her heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
