The Union Of Hearts (Taekook)

Chapter 7

The morning sunlight filtered in through the curtains, gently rousing kook from his slumber.

He blinked a few times, adjusting to the soft glow, and looked down at his chest where his beloved hubby was sleeping soundly, nestled against him like a precious baby.

A wide, adoring smile spread across kook's face as he watched Tae's chest rise and fall with each peaceful breath. He chuckled softly, the sound rumbling deep in his throat, and leaned down to press a tender kiss on Tae's forehead.

Tae stirred slightly at the gentle touch, unconsciously snuggling closer to kook's warm body, his pouty lips parting ever so slightly. Kook felt his heart swell with overwhelming affection, and he cooed softly, unable to resist the urge to caress Tae's silky hair.

Kook: "You're so adorable when you sleep, baby," he whispered, his voice laced with pure adoration.

Carefully, he moved Tae's relaxed body, turning him to face him fully. Kook's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Tae's peaceful features, his pouty lips beckoning for a kiss. Kook had to summon every ounce of self-control not to pepper those irresistible lips with a flurry of loving pecks.

Time seemed to stand still as kook lost himself in the simple act of admiring his lovely hubby. A dreamy, contented smile played on his lips as he drank in every detail of Tae's angelic face, memorizing each curve and feature.

After what felt like an eternity, yet still not nearly long enough, kook realized he had been gazing at Taehyung for over an hour.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head in amused disbelief at his own smitten behavior.

Tenderly, he cupped Tae's soft cheeks, caressing the smooth skin with the pads of his thumbs. Leaning in close, he whispered.

Kook: "This is your effect on me, my love. It's not my fault you're so utterly breathtaking."

Slowly and carefully, kook detached himself from Tae's embrace, trying not to disturb his slumber. Tae whined softly at the loss of warmth, his brows furrowing in a displeased pout.

Kook's heart melted at the adorable sight, and he quickly grabbed a pillow, gently tucking it into Tae's arms. Tae immediately latched onto the pillow, hugging it tightly to his chest as he nuzzled his face into the soft fabric.

A pang of jealousy shot through kook as he watched Tae snuggle the pillow, wishing it were him instead. He glared at the offending pillow, cursing its existence for stealing his Tae's affection, even if only temporary.

Kook: "You're lucky you're just a pillow," kook grumbled, narrowing his eyes at the inanimate object.

"If you were a person, I'd have to fight you for my husband's attention."

Chuckling at his own silliness, kook leaned down and pressed a lingering kiss on Tae's cheeks.

Kook: "Sleep well, my love," he murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair from Tae's forehead.

After freshening up, kook found himself drawn back to the bedroom, unable to resist the temptation of gazing upon his sleeping beauty once more. He sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes roaming over Tae's angelic features as he slept on, blissfully unaware.

Leaning in, kook peppered Tae's cheeks with featherlight kisses, his heart swelling with adoration. He shot another jealous glare at the pillow still clutched in Tae's arms, silently cursing its existence.

Reluctantly, kook tore himself away from the bedroom, making his way downstairs where Tae's family was already gathered at the dining table, waiting for breakfast to be served.