Hold My Hand - A Taekook Love Story.

36 - I Could Have Married The Prince.

Jungkook was angry. In fact, this must be the angriest he had ever felt in his life as this particular ugly emotion was not something he was very familiar with. Jungkook has always been the type of person who tries to see things from other person's perspective and try to see the reason and justifications in every action. He seldom loses his cool like this.

But this girl, Lee Dahyun, managed to push his buttons like no one ever had.

For the past week or so, Dahyun had been everywhere. The girl seemed to be popping up next to Taehyung, and by extension, Jungkook, at least once a day. The first time she came was to talk about getting her portrait done. She was very persistent but Taehyung was adamant in his refusal. She was visibly upset after that and quickly left. Seolhee tried to berate Taehyung for hurting her friend but a few words from Taehyung was enough to shut her mouth.

Jungkook honestly thought that was it but he was proven wrong when the girl met them when they were on their way back from Jungkook's work. This time, it was to invite Taehyung for her birthday party. She didn't miss to express how Taehyung didn't have to get her any gift and that his presence itself would be a treasured birthday gift for her. Apparently, anybody who's worth knowing would be there as her father is a wealthy man. Taehyung, of course, politely declined the invitation, saying he and Jungkook had plans that day. It didn't make any difference that she never told what day it was.

But what really pissed Jungkook off was when they came home after work today, Dahyun was at their house, merrily chatting with Hara. She bowed and greeted Taehyung, but disregarded Jungkook completely. Not that Jungkook wanted it, but the disrespect was so blatant, that Taehyung's father's eyebrows hid under his hair involuntarily.

Taehyung just nodded his head in acknowledgement, before leading Jungkook towards their room by holding his hand. Once inside, he turned to look at the prince, who had a pout on his face and an angry glint in his eyes.

“Gods!” Jungkook exclaimed in a whisper. “She's everywhere!”

Taehyung had a small smile initially, a reaction purely for Jungkook's adorable pout, but it fell out instantly when Jungkook raised one eyebrow. “Ehmm.. yes, so it would seem, my love.”

“What is she doing here?”

“Well, she and Seolhee are best friends so- I mean, I have no clue!”

Jungkook turned away and looked out the window. Of course he knew why she's here, and he knew that Taehyung knew it as well. He was cursing her in his mind with what little curse words he knew, when a pair of arms sneaked around his waist and he was gently pulled against a warm chest.

“Is my prince upset? You know I have eyes only for you.” Taehyung chuckled lightly. “Eyes, ears, mouth, hands... Each and every bit of me belongs only to you. Especially my heart.”

The wave of anger was gone as quickly as it came, and Jungkook was left with only a burning heat and an accelerated heartbeat. He was sure Taehyung could feel it, with the way his chest was pressed against Jungkook's back.

“All of you?”

“Yes. To my last breathe.”

“Oh, well,” Jungkook couldn't stop the corners of his lips curving upwards. “Guess it's okay then.”

“Thank you for your mercy, your highness. This lowly man is forever in your debt.” Taehyung gently placed his lips behind Jungkook's ear for the softest kiss.

They stayed like that for a about a minute, until an unpleasant thought came in to Jungkook's mind. “Would she stay for dinner?”

The answer came a few seconds late. “Uhh.. I smelled my mother's pork ribs stew and she makes it on special occasions only so I think-”