Contract Love

7

"I turned on the wifi." Taehyung said sitting next to Jungkook.
"Oh. Thankyou for doing me a great favour." Jungkook said getting up joining his hands together.

"I am going in a party tonight with-"

"Why are you telling me?" Jungkook cut Taehyung off with a sharp cold voice
It was his jealousy that made the boy's eyes a little red with few suspicious water droplets. He didn't want to hear Taehyung saying that he is going to a party with Park Jimin, his humoured boyfriend.

"Cause you are my husband." Taehyung mumbled slowly keeping the words to himself.

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A few hours later, Taehyung was getting ready for the party and Jungkook was lying on the bed. Jungkook was so stupid  that only on the second day his love made him forget about the contract.
He was in the world where he and his hubby lives a lovely life. He was in his dreamy world again.
The world in which Taehyung and Jungkook lives happily with five kids... Two boys and a girl and of course two dogs.. five kids... And their beautiful house.
When Jungkook's eyes met the man adjusting his tie from the last ten minutes, he chuckled getting up and going towards him.

"Let me help you" Jungkook said softly. The earlier coldness was gone missing and no body filled the missing complaint either.

"Please do." Taehyung said making a small pout.

"Genius Tae, your plan worked." Taehyung's inner soul spoke to him. "Wow my kookoo is so cute. His eyes ... His lips ... His neck..Fuck I can't control myself. I want to kiss him." Taehyung's eyes were stripping his husband who was busy working with the black tie.

"Done." He exclaimed in joy stepping back. Only Taehyung knew how he wanted the tie to fall again.
"Why are you sweating?" Jungkook asked wiping away the sweat from Taehyung's forehead.

"Nothing. You didn't complimented me? Am I not looking good?" Taehyung asked changing the topic.

"Of course you are looking....... Ugly." Jungkook said going out of the room. "Hot." He mumbled to himself when he went far away from Taehyung.
'Don't Jungkook don't. Don't fall for him again. He will make you look like a fool again. He is the same Taehyung who left you in rain. He is the same Taehyung who made fun of you in public. He is the same.' Jungkook's inner self was battling within him.

Soon he received a call. He composed himself  and pick the call. "Sis I already upload the chapter I will soon upload the next on-." Jungkook said excitedly but was cut off by the girl who spoke from the other side. "No need, the president said to stop your novel."
"Why?" He asked with a voice filled with sadness.
"I don't know. Ask him tomorrow. He has gone in a party tonight. Bye." The girl cut the call.

Jungkook quickly called Jhope. "Help me find in which party the president went. I want the address as soon as possible."

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A slow music was playing in a huge ball room. The shining brown floor matched the ceiling. The majestic chandelier added charm the room. Long round standing tables clothed in white were surrounded by famous personalities and businessmen with their better halves talking, smiling and cheering.

Mr. Kang entered the hall,.his eyes searching for only one person he came to meet but was stopped by someone calling his name. "Jungkook!" He said annoyingly
"President why? you stopped my novel again?" He asked desperately. Taehyung who was standing with Jimin talking with some business partners noticed him

"Look at the comments. No one is liking your work." Mr. Kang said and left towards Taehyung. While Jungkook opened his phone and went out reading his comments.
'It was so easy to guess."
"Who made you writer."
"Eww"
He scrolled reading all the fake comments.

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Mr. Kang went to Taehyung who already observed everything. He was angry from inside and calm from his facial expressions.
"Mr. Kim, you didn't show up for signing. If you want we can re-evaluate the price." Mr. Kang said with a huge smile trying to sound friendly.

"No, actually I was so engrossed in reading Mysterious Murder that i lost the track of time. We can go with the evaluation you came. I will sign the contract tomorrow." Taehyung said sipping his wine
"Alright, thankyou Mr. Kim." Mr. Kang said
"Now, excuse me!" He kept the wine, freeing his arm from Jimin's hand, he went out.
"This isn't his style." Jimin thought. He wanted to follow him but was stopped by some important businessmen talking about few upcoming modelling projects.

Taehyung ran searching for his Jungkook. He was heartbroken at the sight of his love walking like a lifeless body crying silently. He quickly hold Jungkook's hand stopping him on his tracks. "Am I really a bad writer?"
Jungkook said as soon as he saw Taehyung.
Taehyung  just pulled him in an assuring silent hug.
They stayed silent for a while. They felt something strange... something they couldn't explain but that something was good.
"Fight for your dreams. There must be something that would show them your true skills.'' Taehyung said carrying Jungkook "Let's go." He said walking towards his car.
Jungkook just stayed silent wrapping his arms around Taehyung's neck. He needs a shoulder badly.
'I will find a way to make you writer. I will make you happy.' Taehyung thought to himself.
The night passed as the couple slept in each others arms. Jungkook re-lived his twisted feelings. While Taehyung hoped to get his love story complete.
He was innocent. He never hurt his Jungkook. The time and situations did. The misunderstandings were piled up and Jungkook's trust for Taehyung was buried deep inside. But the walls were breaking. His love for Taehyung was probably deeper.
Taehyung just needs to wake up the hidden feelings of Jungkook's heart and slowly knit a beautiful and never ending trust.

What actually happened in their past was a mystery. But the present was unharmed till now. Will the old wounds affect the present or the wounds will fed away? Jungkook was too busy to think about it. His present life was completely messed up already.

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"Try it with someone. Gain experience then."

"Boss I am sorry for spilling coffee on your expensive shirt"

"What happened? Are you alright?"