Seven Days A Week🔞 ✓

Friday (M)

Jungkook rolled over in bed, the early morning light peeking through the blinds and casting a soft glow across his room. He stretched lazily, the warmth of the covers clinging to his body, reluctant to release him from their embrace. His eyes remained closed, savoring the last moments of sleep before the day began. The smell of fresh ink and a faint trace of antiseptic lingered from the late night at the tattoo parlor, a scent that had long ago become as comforting as the sound of rain on the window.

With a yawn, Jungkook sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, his thoughts immediately drifting to the evening ahead. He had planned a special dinner for Taehyung, a gesture to show how much he cared. The nervous excitement grew in his stomach as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and planted his feet on the cool hardwood floor. The kitchen was already set up from the previous night's prep work, ingredients laid out neatly on the countertop, the recipe book open to the page with sticky notes marking each step. He had spent hours the night before, meticulously planning the perfect meal, hoping it would be the key to unlock the door to Taehyung's heart.

As the clock ticked closer to the time Taehyung was expected to arrive, Jungkook's nerves began to fray. He paced the living room, running through the night's itinerary in his head. The playlist of Taehyung's favorite songs was queued up, the candles were placed around the room, casting flickering shadows on the walls. The apartment was spotless, a stark contrast to the usual chaos of their workplace. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies that had taken flight in his stomach. This was it; the moment he had been dreaming of for what felt like an eternity.

The doorbell chimed, sending Jungkook's heart racing. He rushed to the door, took another deep breath, taking the bouquet of flowers he bought for Taehyung in his hand, and swung it open. There he was, looking as breathtaking as ever, with a tentative smile playing on his lips. Jungkook felt his own smile stretch ear to ear, the nervousness momentarily forgotten. "You're here," he exclaimed, stepping aside to let Taehyung in.

Taehyung saw the flowers and widened his eyes. "You really were not supposed to buy me flowers," he said, a blush spreading across his cheeks. Jungkook chuckled, taking Taehyung's hand to lead him to the kitchen. "I know, but I couldn't resist. You deserve them."

"No really, you were not supposed to because im allergic," Taehyung's voice was barely a whisper, his eyes watering as he took in the bouquet's sweet scent. Jungkook froze, his smile faltering. He hadn't considered that Taehyung might be allergic to flowers. He had been so focused on making the evening perfect that he had overlooked this crucial detail. "Tae, I'm so sorry. I didn't know," Jungkook said, his voice filled with genuine concern. He quickly placed the bouquet in the sink, running water over the petals to dilute the pollen.

Taehyung's eyes grew red and itchy, his nose starting to twitch. "It's okay," he managed to say, his voice thick with the beginnings of a sneeze. "I appreciate the thought." He took a step back, trying to put some distance between himself and the offending bouquet. Jungkook felt a pang of guilt, his heart sinking at the sight of Taehyung's discomfort. He rushed to grab a wet towel and handed it to him. "Here, take this. I'll throw them out."

"Don't," Taehyung said, taking the towel with a sniffle. "They're beautiful. Just keep them out of my face." He offered a watery smile and took a seat at the kitchen island, trying to compose himself. Jungkook's eyes never left him as he quickly rinsed the flowers and placed them outside on the balcony, feeling like he had already ruined the evening.

When he returned, Taehyung was busy inspecting the ingredients laid out before him, his curiosity piqued by the array of unfamiliar spices and vegetables. Jungkook handed him a glass of water and a box of tissues, watching as he took a sip and dabbed at his nose. "Ready to cook?" Jungkook asked, trying to keep his voice light despite the tension in the room.