Little TaeTae's wifey || Taekook ff ||

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Jungkook was trembling in Taehyung's arms, deeply shaken by the incident that had occurred earlier.

Taehyung's face was etched with a deep, angry frown as he gazed at the state of his wife.

As soon as they entered the mansion, Mr. and Mrs. Kim rushed towards Jungkook, concern etched on their faces.

"Oh my god, Kookie, what happened to you?" Mrs. Kim exclaimed, her voice laced with worry.

"What happened, Taetae? Who did this? How did this happen?" Mr. Kim added, his tone equally worried.

"Mom, Dad, can we talk later?" Taehyung said, his request met with shocked eyes from Mr. and Mrs. Kim.

"Taehyung, you are—" Mrs. Kim began, but was cut off by Taehyung.

"Mom, Dad, not now. Can we have this conversation later? He needs rest. We'll talk later," Taehyung said firmly.

Mr. and Mrs. Kim nodded their heads in understanding and allowed Taehyung to lead the way, following him to their room.

Taehyung gently laid Jungkook down on the bed, who was barely conscious. He then cradled Jungkook's limp form to his chest, offering a warm and comforting embrace.

Taehyung's arms enveloped Jungkook, holding him close as he whispered soft reassurances, trying to soothe his loved one's distress.

After ensuring Jungkook was comfortable, Taehyung covered his wife's body with a blanket, tucking it in gently around him.

He then turned to face his parents, who were already looking at him with an 'explain yourself' gaze.

Their eyes seemed to hold a mix of concern, confusion, and a hint of frustration, as if to say, 'What happened, and why didn't you tell us sooner?'

Taehyung let out a deep sigh and led his parents out of the room, gesturing for them to take a seat on the couch in the living room.

He himself sat down comfortably, collecting his thoughts before beginning to explain the situation and what had happened earlier.

As Taehyung recounted the events, Mrs. Kim's eyes widened in shock, her hand flying to her mouth to stifle a gasp. Meanwhile, Mr. Kim's face turned red with anger, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Whoever dares to lay their hands on the Kim family's son-in-law will face the full wrath of the Kims!" Mr. Kim thundered, his deep voice trembling with rage.

Taehyung simply nodded his head, then got up from the couch and returned to his room, leaving his parents in the living room.

Mr. Kim, still seething with anger, immediately made a phone call, his deep voice low and menacing as he spoke to the person on the other end.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Kim remained seated on the couch, still trying to process the shocking news she had just heard. She looked like she was in a daze, unable to overcome the distressing revelation that had left her feeling stunned and worried.

Taehyung sat on the bed, gently caressing Jungkook's head as it rested on his lap. He lovingly stroked Jungkook's hair, his eyes fixed on his peaceful face. But when he noticed Jungkook stirring in his sleep, Taehyung's hand paused mid-stroke.

As Jungkook slowly opened his eyes, Taehyung instinctively raised his hand to block the rays of light that were falling on Jungkook's face. Jungkook gradually sat up, lifting his head from Taehyung's lap.

Taehyung remained still, simply gazing at Jungkook with a soft, silent expression, allowing Jungkook to slowly regain his bearings.

Jungkook glanced around the room, disoriented, and found himself in the bedroom he shared with Taehyung. As his gaze wandered, his eyes met Taehyung's, who was watching him silently.