A month later~~••
Today, Taehyung wanted to give Jungkook a small gift, so he waited for him in their room. Soon, the door opened wide and Jungkook ran to Taehyung, hugging him tightly.
Kook: “I missed you, my precious,” he said, nuzzling his beloved’s natural scent that smelled of sweet lavenders. He was inhaling deeply, but Taehyung backed out of his grip and moved to the other side, where a paper and paint were placed on the floor.
Kook: “Why are you pushing me away, my baby precious?” he whined. Taehyung signalled him to look at the paper using his tail, and Jungkook looked.
Taehyung dipped his tail in the black paint and was about to write on the paper when Jungkook gasped.
Kook: “BABY PRECIOUS, YOUR TAIL!” he shouted, but Taehyung glared at him. Jungkook pouted and nodded because Taehyung’s glare was too scary, making him shut his mouth quickly.
Taehyung was writing something while Jungkook stared at him without blinking. He was observing his cute face and body, lost in thought, unaware that Taehyung was softly calling him with his tail.
Taehyung grew irritated that Jungkook wasn’t moving, as he wanted to show him something. So, Taehyung pushed Jungkook with his tail, making him fall to the floor with a slight hiss. Jungkook pouted and looked at him.
Kook: “Yah! Why did you push me?” he asked, rubbing his bum. Taehyung turned away, and Jungkook understood his baby precious was upset.
Kook: “Omo, sorry, my baby precious. I was just lost in you,” he said. Taehyung blushed but didn’t turn around.
Kook: “Sorry, precious. But what did you do with the paint? Show me,” he asked. Taehyung finally turned and signalled Jungkook to look at the paper with his tail. Jungkook slowly picked it up.
𝙈𝙮 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜
𝙅𝙚𝙤𝙣 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠
Jungkook read it again and again, a wide bunny smile on his face. He turned and saw Taehyung looking down. He shook his head and walked over.
Kook: “Omo, my baby precious, I’ll keep this with me forever,” he said while admiring the paper.
Kook: “You did so well, my precious. So, I’m your king?” he asked. Taehyung nodded.
Kook: “And you’re my baby precious,” he said, throwing Taehyung on the bed and tickling him. Taehyung opened his mouth and wiggled to escape, while Jungkook laughed at his baby’s adorable reactions.
Kook: “My baby precious.” He stopped and lay next to him.
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(Note: They fall in love at age fifteen. Don’t question how—it’s just a fictional story, so take it as fiction, bouii.)
Years passed in a blink. Taehyung and Jungkook grew up; now they're fifteen, soon to be sixteen. Jungkook’s feelings for Taehyung have grown with time. They haven’t changed a bit—except their possessiveness, which only intensified. Jungkook couldn’t bear to see Taehyung near anyone. The same went for Taehyung.
Jungkook confirmed his feelings years ago but thought it was childish then. Still, he always dreamed of being with Taehyung and couldn’t imagine him with anyone else. His Jeon Taehyung belonged only to Jeon Jungkook.
Taehyung couldn’t picture anyone else besides Jungkook either. He couldn’t bear to see Jungkook hurt. A single scratch or anything that harmed Jungkook would be avenged instantly. He loved Jungkook with everything in him, but he feared admitting it. He was just a dragon, and Jungkook was human.
He feared rejection—even though he knew Jungkook loved him too, he thought it was only as a pet. But he didn’t know how much his Jungkook loved him.
He was lost in thought and didn’t notice Jungkook walking in, lips bleeding and eyes sad.
Taehyung looked at him softly at first, then his face turned red with fury. He rushed to Jungkook and, using his tail, softly signalled as, “Who did this?”—his gestures are calm only because Jungkook’s bunny face melted him.
Kook: “Precious, you know he acts like a friend, but he pushed me into that dark room… and you know how I hate it. He even brought his friends and beat me there,” he said, looking down.
Taehyung knew who it was. He stormed out.
Jungkook panicked, realising what he had said and to whom.
Kook: “Not again, Jungkook! Why did you tell him? Argh! This baby face precious of mine, God.” He ran after him, searching everywhere until he reached the same dark room. Blue flames shot out.
He knew Taehyung had turned them to ashes in seconds, still fuming, eyes scanning for the hill. When he spotted it, he coiled around and claimed it.
Jungkook stood there, eyes whipped and smiling, thinking how hot Taehyung looked in anger. After a while, they both returned to their room.
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