[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 than acce...
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it was midnight. Only the sound of the clock, the hum of the AC, and soft snores were heard in the dimly lit room. On the bed, two people lay together, cuddling with each other due to the coolness of the night.
Jungkook lay on her side, back facing Taehyung, who was hugging her from behind. Due to their dishevelled clothes, His strong arm was draped over Jungkook's bare waist, holding her close, his hand resting gently on her stomach. His face was nestled in her soft hair, breathing in her comforting scent, the tip of his nose brushing against the nape of her neck.
Jungkook, feeling tired and restless, twisted around, turning to face Taehyung. She snuggled into his sturdy chest, seeking the warmth of his embrace. Taehyung's arms instinctively tightened around her, one hand moving to cradle the back of her head while the other remained around her waist. She buried her face in his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, which soothed her restless mind.
Their legs intertwined once more, the heat from their bodies mingling under the covers as Their bodies fit together perfectly.
Jungkook's calm expression changed into a mild frown as a terrifying dream woke her up. She opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the dimness of the room. Sensing a sudden thirst, she gently freed herself from Taehyung's tight grip, careful not to disturb his deep slumber.
Taehyung's arm was draped heavily over her waist, his fingers curled loosely against her side. She took a slow, deep breath, mentally preparing herself to move without waking him. Delicately, she began to lift his arm, inch by inch, feeling the slight resistance as he unconsciously tightened his grip in response to her movement.
At the tight grip, Jungkook became aware of their closeness. Her heart beat as she felt the warmth of his body pressed against hers, his breath soft and steady on the back of her neck. Her cheeks flushed a deep pink as she realized how intimately they were sleeping. The sensation of his touch, even in sleep, sent a tingling heat through her.
Jungkook paused, her face growing warmer by the second, and she bit her lip. She waited for his grip to loosen again. When it did, she gently slid out from under his arm, moving as slowly as possible. She held her breath as she put his arm back onto the bed, watching his peaceful face for any sign of waking.
Quietly slipping out of bed, Jungkook glanced around the room before spotting a bottle on the nightstand. Jungkook pouted as she realized it was empty. She pushed the covers aside and tiptoed out of the bedroom, leaving Taehyung peacefully asleep. The soft moonlight filtering through the curtains cast a gentle glow on his face, making her hesitate for a moment at the door.
She moved silently through the hallway, her bare feet making no sound on the cool wooden floor. The house was quiet, save for the occasional creak and the distant hum of the refrigerator. She reached the kitchen and flipped on the small light above the sink, bathing the room in a soft, warm glow. Opening the fridge, she grabbed a bottle of water and took a long, satisfying drink, feeling the cool liquid soothe her dry throat.
