Challenging The Fate

Chapter 35

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"To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don't need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself."

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2 years had painted the world in a softer hue since their pivotal conversation with Jung Hoseok. The air crackled with a newfound electricity, a vibrant energy that pulsed between Jungkook and Taehyung. Their insecurities, though not entirely banished, were whispers in the background compared to the crescendo of their love.

Jungkook, fueled by his newfound confidence, had blossomed. His photography business was taking off, his pictures capturing the essence of life in the city with a raw beauty that resonated with his clients. The days were a whirlwind of creative pursuits and stolen moments with Taehyung.

One such stolen moment unfolded on a lazy Saturday afternoon. The house, usually bustling with Taehyung's parents, Hyuna and Taejun, was eerily silent. They had gone on a weekend getaway, leaving their home in the capable hands of their two lovestruck sons.

Jungkook sat sprawled on the living room rug, editing photos on his laptop. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on his concentrated face. Taehyung, ever the charmer, snuck up behind him, his bare feet silent on the plush carpet. He leaned over Jungkook, his chest brushing against his back.

"Working hard on those masterpieces, huh?" Taehyung murmured, his voice sending shivers down Jungkook's spine.

Jungkook chuckled, a nervous flutter in his stomach. "Just trying to meet a deadline," he replied, his voice slightly strained.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist, his warm breath tickling his neck. "Deadlines can wait," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "There are more important things in life."

Jungkook's heart hammered against his ribs. He closed his laptop with a snap, his gaze flickering up to meet Taehyung's. The playful glint in Taehyung's eyes sent a jolt of electricity through him. He knew exactly what Taehyung was doing, and he couldn't help but feel a delicious thrill course through him.

"Like what?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

Taehyung leaned closer, his lips hovering a tantalizing inch away from Jungkook's ear. "Like... showing you how much I appreciate your dedication," he breathed, his voice a seductive murmur.

Before Jungkook could respond, Taehyung's lips brushed against his earlobe, sending a shiver down his spine. He felt his resolve crumbling under the weight of Taehyung's playful assault.

Taehyung pulled back slightly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come on," he said, his voice a husky whisper. "Let's ditch the deadlines and do something more fun."

He extended his hand, his fingers brushing against Jungkook's. The touch sent a bolt of electricity through Jungkook, making him forget about deadlines, photos, and everything else except Taehyung. He grasped Taehyung's hand, their fingers intertwining in a silent agreement.

Taehyung led him upstairs, his touch sending shivers down Jungkook's spine. They reached Jungkook's room, a haven decorated with his photography equipment and memories of their growing love. Taehyung shut the door softly, the click a punctuation mark in the growing tension between them.

Taehyung turned to face Jungkook, his gaze lingering on his lips for a moment too long. He took a slow step forward, their distance shrinking with each measured breath. Jungkook's heart pounded a frantic rhythm against his ribs, mirroring the frantic beat of a hummingbird's wings.

"Jungkook," Taehyung murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down Jungkook's spine. "You look incredibly beautiful."

Jungkook blushed, a shy smile gracing his lips. "Thank you, hyungie," he stammered, his voice barely a whisper.