Loving The Wrong Man (SD) ➸ Taekook ✓

- Eleventh -

Jungkook decided to move to Taehyung's house a week later, to take the time to pack his things. He wasn't moving out completely, and was keeping the house his uncle had given him, but he was taking most of his clothes, and some decorations for his new room. He had wanted to do the moving himself, but Taehyung had refused, preferring to employ movers: "I have the money to have someone do it for us, so I might as well take advantage of it. It's got to be good for something besides buying expensive clothes," he had told Jungkook over the phone. The teenager could only agree, especially since the fact that other people were carrying all his boxes for him suited him well.

So he arrived the following Saturday, having made sure that the movers had packed everything. When he arrived at the address, he found a huge two-storey villa. It must have been twice the size of his own house, maybe even bigger. Wow, the Jeons and Kim Taehyung really weren't in the same league. He understood better now why at the wedding his grandfather seemed to be literally at his feet. Kim Taehyung was... immensely rich.

"Ahah, we're going to live in the same house, but I'll probably never run into my mother, considering the size..." He joked as he approached the large front door.

He rang the bell once, and didn't have to wait long before someone came to open it for him. And Jungkook bit his lip at the sight before him: Taehyung was standing in the doorway, leaning against the door, dressed only in jogging shorts and a tight t-shirt, perfectly shaping his musculature, much to the teenager's delight.

"Ah, there you are." Taehyung noted. "Your things have already arrived, I've sent them up to your room. Come in."

Jungkook did not hesitate to enter the huge house. Taehyung closed the door behind him and turned to the teenager, who was watching the place with his big doe eyes, his mouth slightly open.

So cute...

He quickly dismissed the thought and joined the boy.

"Wow, this is really huge..." Jungkook sighed.

The entrance led directly to a large staircase, and two openings: to his left was the living room, which was probably the size of his own house, and to his right was the kitchen, fully equipped, with an island in the centre.

"Follow me, the bedrooms are upstairs."

Jungkook nodded, and followed him without question.

"Isn't my mother here?"

Taehyung shook his head.

"No, she's gone to work. She's in communications, right? Apparently she had a problem with a client..."

Jungkook nodded, but asked no more. They went up the stairs, which led to a huge corridor, about nine feet wide, the end of which the teenager could hardly make out. Taehyung began to explain the layout of the rooms.

"At the back is a common bathroom, but you'll have one in your room, so it's mainly for guests. I sometimes invite my best friend, Hoseok, but there's nothing to stop you from inviting your friends too.

Jungkook's eyes widened.

"Really? Can I?"

Taehyung arched an eyebrow.

"Of course, it's your place now too. As long as you don't mess it up... Anyway, next door is my office and across the hall is the guest room. Then there's your mother's room, mine, and..."

They stopped in front of a door that Taehyung pushed open.

"... yours."

Jungkook almost choked as he saw the room, which was more than twenty square metres in size. The room was extremely huge, and that was without counting the large double bed that sat in the centre. It was already well furnished, with numerous wardrobes, and the teenager guessed that the small door at the back most likely led to the bathroom.

"If you don't like the layout of the furniture, we can always move it around..."

"No." Jungkook cut him off. "No, it's fine like this..."

Jungkook felt his heart warm up a little. Maybe it wasn't much, but that Taehyung was taking the trouble to show him around, that he wanted the boy to feel good, to feel at home. That was new and... nice. It really was.

He frowned suddenly.

"Wait... you're sleeping separately?" Jungkook questioned, suddenly turning around.

Taehyung stared at him for a moment, eyes wide, before laughing slightly.

"Seriously, that's all you have to ask me?"

"It's kind of weird, though, for a married couple... Unless she found out you cheated on her? Ah, that must be it! But does she know it was with me? No, surely not, otherwise I'd already be dead..."

Taehyung had to cover his mouth to stop him from talking.

"Firstly, no, she doesn't know anything. Secondly, I didn't cheat on her, because I don't consider that we were together at the time. Third, we may be married, but we're still not together. We're not a couple."

Jungkook grabbed the thirty-year-old's hand and pulled it away from his face.

"Mmh, married but not a couple. And does she even know that?"

Taehyung bit his cheek, knowing full well that the teenager was right. But what could he do? He didn't have feelings for her. Not yet...

Seeing that he didn't answer, a smirk stretched across Jungkook's lips. He moved feloniously closer to the man, and gently came to rest against him, wrapping his small arms around his waist. He felt Taehyung's body stiffen at his touch.

"So if you don't like her and you're not a couple, it's okay if I do this, right?"

He dipped his mischievous gaze into Taehyung's, who was watching him with a dark look. Jungkook knew that look very well, and he delighted in it. He rubbed himself a little more, resting his chin on the thirty-year-old's chest.

"Are you really not going to tell me anything, Daddy?"

Taehyung's lips twitched slightly at the nickname. Jungkook could see the effect he was having on him, especially since their gazes still hadn't separated. However, Taehyung suddenly turned away.

"Stop it, Jungkook. You and I were a one-night stand. That's where it ends. I'm married now."

"Oh, come on Daddy, you can't expect me to believe that you don't feel anything!"

Taehyung sighed and broke away, taking a few steps back.

"Take your time to settle in. I'll make us something to eat, come down when you're done. And don't mess around, your mother will be back soon."

He then left the room, making sure to lock the door behind him. Jungkook dropped onto his big bed, a smile plastered to his lips.

"It's only just begun, Daddy. Let's see how long you last."