HATE TO LOVE YOU || TAEKOOK || JIKOOK || MAFIA AU

[𝓘𝓵𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷]²¹

So, I had randomly decided this chapter to be after about 20 chapter. And this is exactly twenty first chapter. Agh~ happiness. I'm sure I'll complete this story in max 45-50 chapters.

Coz now I'm in full mood to write a romantic omega verse of taekook babies.

Plus I want to add that I felt so heartful reading your positive comments in contrast to that one negative comment in last chapter that was enough to blast my mind when i'm already suffering a shoulder injury, you can't imagine how difficult it is to write a chapter when your arm isn't working much and your mum keep visiting your room to distract the sh*it out of you. I mean I love her but...

And if there wasn't those positive comments then you can guess what. But I smiled the whole time reading the other few comments because today notifications were surprisingly working.

Okay Sorry now you can continue
reading 🙊.

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Hair tousled and eyes sleepy as tae thrashed his hand blindly over the night stand beside his comfy bed. He yawned cutely covering his mouth as he snuggled deeper into the sheets. After a moment of searching, he found his glasses and slowly sat up, blinking away the remnants of sleep.

It was his off today from college so he woke up a bit late, however a pout formed on his lips as glanced longingly at the door.

Jungkook didn't came to wish him morning, to play with his sleepy cheeks and let tae nestle his head in his lap until he decide to wake up.

He didn't even came last night when tae had thought he would definitely come to ask a lot of questions. Was he purposely behaving silent? Tae whined like a child to himself sprawling inside covers, missing older's comforting warmth and familiar musky scent in such a peaceful morning but taehyung's heart wasn't going to be in peace until he hug jungkook or feel a tender kiss over his forehead from him.

So he sprang out of bed like Spider-Man and sped to the bathroom for his morning routine. It wasn't too late for breakfast in the mansion.

He took a quick shower and slipped into a fresh white shirt and shorts, blow-dried his hair a bit, put on his glasses, and dashed out of his room, eager to catch up with the hyungs for breakfast.

Reaching the dining room, Tae paused by the doorway, hiding behind the wall. He peeked into the room, checking on Jungkook's mood.

But things didn't look any better. Jungkook's intense expressions and the furrow between his brows signaled that he was clearly pissed while talking about work.

Tae's gaze shifted to the corner, where Jimin was lazily doodling with his noodles, looking utterly bored among the mafia members those were engrossed in their work talk. While Ara had already been sent off to school.

Tae licked his lips, clearing his throat silently as he steeled himself. He practiced a lazy yawn, took a deep breath, and prepared to step into the room.

He rubbed his eyes under his glasses and walked directly toward Jungkook, who was seated at the head of the table. Without any reluctance Tae wrapped his arms around Jungkook's shoulders from behind and nuzzled his face into the crook of his neck.

"Good morning, hyungie~" he mumbled, the words coming out muffled against Jungkook's skin.

Jungkook's lips immediately tugged into a beautiful smile, the tough expressions melting right away at the soft voice.

He was about to return the sweet morning greeting, but then he remembered, he wasn't suppose to.

The smile vanished from his lips and he cursed internally forcing himself to maintain the stern expressions and not soften under Tae's touch.