The Entwined Fate : The Unwilling Union

Rules

As morning light filtered into the mansion, Jungkook's friends bid their farewells, leaving Taehyung and Jungkook alone to address the previous night's intrusion.Taehyung, in his most serious tone, began to lay down the rules.Taehyung: "Firstly, no more unannounced late-night visits. This is my home, and I expect it to be respected."Jungkook, unfazed, responded with a smirk.Jungkook: "Got it, no more spontaneous parties. What's next?"Taehyung raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by Jungkook's attitude.Taehyung: "Secondly, no more bringing your friends over without prior approval. This is not a hostel."Jungkook leaned back, crossing his arms.Jungkook: "Sure thing, Dad. What else?"Taehyung's patience was wearing thin, but he pressed on.

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Taehyung: "No more loud music after 10 pm. I need my beauty sleep."Jungkook: "Fine, but only if you promise not to snore."Taehyung: "No eating in the living room. I don't want crumbs everywhere."Jungkook: "Got it, I'll just have to eat in my room like a prisoner."Taehyung: "Keep your room clean. I don't want to see clothes strewn all over the floor."Jungkook: "Sure, I'll just hire a maid to clean up after me."Taehyung: "Respect my privacy. Knock before entering my room."Jungkook: "Sure, but only if you start knocking before entering mine too."Taehyung: "And lastly, no more sarcastic remarks. I won't tolerate smart mouth."Jungkook: "Understood, Your Majesty. I'll try to contain my wit."

Taehyung: "And finally, no more sass. I won't tolerate disrespect in my own home."Jungkook grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief.Jungkook: "Aw, but where's the fun in that? Don't worry, I'll tone it down... maybe."Taehyung sighed, realizing that getting Jungkook to abide by the rules might be more challenging than he anticipated.Taehyung: "Just try to be more considerate, Jungkook. This is a fresh start for both of us, whether we like it or not."Jungkook's smile softened, a hint of sincerity in his eyes.Jungkook: "I hear you, Taehyung. I'll try... within reason."As they parted ways to start their day, Taehyung couldn't help but feel a grudging respect for Jungkook's unyielding spirit, even if it did test his patience at every turn.

As night descended upon the Kim mansion, Taehyung was looking forward to a peaceful night's sleep after a long day. However, his plans were abruptly interrupted by the sound of loud music echoing through the house. Irritated, Taehyung made his way downstairs to investigate, his patience wearing thin.As he reached the source of the noise, Taehyung's eyes widened in disbelief. Jungkook and his friends were in the living room, surrounded by empty bottles and clearly intoxicated, laughing and singing along to the music at the top of their lungs.Taehyung: "What the hell is going on here?"Jungkook, barely able to stand straight, turned to Taehyung with a mischievous grin.Jungkook: "Hey there, Taehyung! Just having a little party, hope you don't mind."Taehyung's anger flared, his voice sharp and authoritative.Taehyung: "Mind? Of course, I mind! This is not a frat house, Jungkook. You need to clean up this mess and go to bed, now."Jungkook rolled his eyes, his tone mocking.Jungkook: "Oh, relax, it's just a bit of fun. Live a little, will you?"Taehyung's patience snapped, his voice laced with anger.Taehyung: "Fun? This is not fun, Jungkook. This is disrespectful and irresponsible. Clean this up and go to bed, or there will be consequences."Jungkook smirked, unfazed by Taehyung's threat.Jungkook: "Fine, fine, no need to get your panties in a twist. We'll clean up, right guys?"

The other friends nodded enthusiastically, but Sehun couldn't resist a taunt.Sehun: "Looks like someone can't handle a little party. What a buzzkill."Taehyung clenched his fists, trying to control his anger.Taehyung: "Just clean up and leave. I don't want to see any of you here again tonight."As Taehyung retreated back to his room, he couldn't help but wonder if this forced marriage would ever lead to anything but frustration and conflict.

The music abruptly started blaring once more, this time even louder than before. Taehyung's frustration reached its peak as he stormed back downstairs, his expression stormy with anger. He found Jungkook and his friends still in the living room, the scene even more chaotic than earlier.Taehyung: "I thought I told you to turn off this music and clean up!"Jungkook, now emboldened by alcohol and the presence of his friends, responded with a smirk.Jungkook: "Oh, did you? Sorry, I must have forgotten. It's hard to hear you over the music."Taehyung's patience snapped, his voice thundering through the room.Taehyung: "I've had enough of your disrespect, Jungkook. Turn off the music and clean up this mess right now!"Max, feeling bold, chimed in with a sarcastic comment.Max: "Whoa there, calm down, Prince Charming. No need to get your designer clothes in a twist."Sehun, always ready to add fuel to the fire, joined in with a smirk.Sehun: "Yeah, Taehyung, why don't you join the party? You might actually have some fun for once."Taehyung's anger boiled over, his fists clenched at his sides.Taehyung: "That's it! Get out, all of you! I won't tolerate this behavior in my home any longer."Jungkook and his friends laughed, unfazed by Taehyung's outburst.Jungkook: "Fine, we'll leave. But don't think this is over, Taehyung. You can't control me."As Jungkook and his friends stumbled out of the mansion, Taehyung was left alone in the silence, his heart pounding with anger and frustration. He knew that this was far from the end of their clashes, but he was determined to assert his authority and make it clear that he would not be disrespected in his own home.

Jungkook tried to leave, but Taehyung's grip on his arm was strong as he pulled him back inside.Taehyung: "Where do you think you're going?"Jungkook pouted, clearly feeling the effects of the alcohol.Jungkook: "I'm leaving with my friends, hubby."Taehyung's anger softened slightly at Jungkook's drunken pout. He sighed, realizing Jungkook was in no condition to go anywhere.Taehyung: "You're in no state to leave, Jungkook. You're drunk."Jungkook: "So what? Let me go."Taehyung shook his head, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he pulled Jungkook closer, their bodies swaying to the music that still played in the background.Taehyung: "You're not going anywhere, Jungkook. Not like this."Jungkook's protests faded as he found himself caught up in the moment, dancing with Taehyung in the dimly lit room. The tension between them seemed to melt away as they moved to the music, their bodies instinctively syncing with each other.As the song ended, Taehyung and Jungkook stood there, their breathing slightly labored, their eyes locked. In that moment, all the anger and frustration seemed to fade, leaving only a spark of something else between them.

Despite his initial resistance, Taehyung managed to lift Jungkook and carry him up to his room. He gently laid Jungkook down on the bed, but Jungkook, in his drunken state, clung to Taehyung's shirt tightly, mumbling incoherently.Jungkook: mumbling "Don't leave..."Taehyung sighed, realizing he wouldn't be able to free himself from Jungkook's grip without waking him. With a resigned shake of his head, Taehyung carefully unbuttoned his shirt and slipped out of it, leaving Jungkook holding onto nothing but the fabric.Taehyung: whispering "There, now you can hold onto that."As Taehyung covered Jungkook with a blanket, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for the way he had treated him earlier. Seeing Jungkook so vulnerable and defenseless made Taehyung's heart ache with an unfamiliar emotion.With one last look at Jungkook, Taehyung quietly left the room, closing the door behind him. As he made his way to his own room, Taehyung couldn't shake the image of Jungkook's sleeping form from his mind, wondering what the future held for the two of them.