The Cursed Marriage

part 24

Taehyung stepped out of the bathroom, his wet hair dripping slightly as he clutched a towel around his chest. Jungkook, seated at the desk scrolling through his phone, glanced up and felt a strange sensation wash over him. He couldn't take his eyes off Taehyung, whose bare legs and slender frame were on display as he rummaged through the closet.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

Taehyung turned, frustration evident on his face. "I can't find my panty and bra anywhere. I swear I left them here."

Jungkook's heart skipped a beat, and he gulped nervously. "Uh, I thought they were for laundry, so I put them to wash."

Taehyung glared at him, his eyes narrowing. "They were the only pair I had left clean. What am I supposed to wear now?"

Jungkook's cheeks flushed slightly, and he quickly apologized. "I'm really sorry, Taehyung. I didn't know."

Taehyung huffed in frustration, scanning the room for a solution. He spotted Jungkook's expensive shirt hanging on a chair and snatched it up, slipping it over his head. The shirt was long enough to cover him modestly, but the sight of Taehyung in his clothes stirred something unexpected in Jungkook.

"This is your punishment," Taehyung declared, adjusting the shirt around his body. "I'll wear this tonight since you decided to wash my only set of underwear."

Jungkook couldn't help but stare, a mix of emotions swirling inside him. "It looks good on you," he blurted out before he could stop himself.

Taehyung paused, his frustration momentarily giving way to surprise. "Thanks, I guess."

Jungkook stood up, approaching Taehyung with a serious expression. "I really am sorry, Taehyung. I didn't mean to inconvenience you."

Taehyung softened slightly, seeing the sincerity in Jungkook's eyes. "Just be more careful next time. I don't have a lot of options, you know."

Jungkook nodded, his gaze lingering on Taehyung. "I'll make it up to you. I promise."

Taehyung gave a small, reluctant smile. "Alright. Just don't let it happen again."

**Scene: Bedroom at Night**

Taehyung lay down on the bed, still scrolling through his phone. As he shifted onto his stomach, the shirt he borrowed from Jungkook rode up, revealing more of his skin. Jungkook, who had been watching Taehyung closely, felt his breath catch in his throat.

The sight of Taehyung's smooth skin, still glistening with droplets of water from his bath, and the curve of his perky ass was almost too much for Jungkook to handle. He quickly looked away, his heart pounding, and tried to focus on anything else in the room.

He clenched his fists, forcing himself to stay calm. "Get a grip, Jungkook," he muttered under his breath. He slapped his own cheek lightly, hoping to snap out of the thoughts swirling in his mind.

Taehyung, oblivious to Jungkook's inner turmoil, continued scrolling through his phone, completely comfortable in his borrowed attire. Jungkook took a deep breath and tried to think of something mundane to distract himself.

"Do you need anything else for the night?" Jungkook asked, his voice slightly strained as he tried to sound casual.

Taehyung looked up briefly, shaking his head. "No, I'm good. Thanks, Jungkook."

"Alright," Jungkook replied, quickly averting his gaze again. "I'll just... I'll be in the living room if you need me."

He left the bedroom, his mind still reeling from the sight he had just witnessed. As he settled on the couch in the living room, he couldn't help but wonder why seeing Taehyung like that had affected him so deeply. Shaking his head, he tried to push those thoughts aside and focus on anything else, knowing he needed to keep his promise to be better and not let his emotions get the best of him.