Fateful Alliance ∞

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As the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky darkened, Taehyung and Jungkook lingered in the vineyard, savoring the last moments of their day. Taehyung turned to Jungkook with a gentle smile and said, "Shall we head home? It's getting late, don't you think?"

Jungkook smiled back and nodded in agreement. After exchanging warm goodbyes with Namjoon, they walked to their car. Taehyung opened the passenger door for Jungkook, who slid into the seat with a contented sigh. Taehyung then got into the driver's seat and started the engine.

As they drove away, Taehyung chatted about how much he had enjoyed the day. "It really was a great day, wasn't it? What did you think, Jungkook? Did you have a good time?"

He glanced over at Jungkook, only to find him fast asleep. Jungkook's head rested against the window, his mouth slightly open and soft snores escaping him. Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle softly, his heart swelling with affection at the sight.

With a fond smile, Taehyung decided to let Jungkook rest a bit longer. He turned the car around and began to drive aimlessly, enjoying the quiet of the evening and the peaceful presence of his partner.

As they cruised through the calm streets, Taehyung occasionally stole glances at Jungkook, feeling a deep sense of contentment. He didn't mind the extra time on the road; seeing Jungkook so serene and undisturbed was worth it.

Finally, after a while, Taehyung gently guided the car back to their home. He parked the car and looked at Jungkook's sleeping form for a few moments, reluctant to disturb him. He couldn't resist the urge to reach over and brush a stray lock of hair from Jungkook's forehead before carefully waking him up.

"Jungkook," Taehyung whispered softly, "we're home."

Jungkook stirred, blinking sleepily as he woke up. A sleepy smile spread across his face as he looked at Taehyung. "Thanks for letting me sleep," he murmured, stretching his arms.

Taehyung's heart warmed at the sight. "Anytime," he replied, helping Jungkook out of the car. They walked inside together, the warmth of the day's memories lingering between them.

As they reached home, Taehyung turned to Jungkook with a gentle smile. "You should go ahead and get some rest. I've got a bit of work to finish up, okay?"

Jungkook nodded, his eyes still heavy with sleep. "Alright, goodnight then," he said, giving Taehyung a sleepy smile before heading toward their bedroom.

Taehyung watched him go, a soft smile on his lips. Once Jungkook was settled in for the night, Taehyung turned his attention to his work, the peaceful end to their day still fresh in his mind.

Jungkook immediately fell asleep as soon as his body hit the bed. Meanwhile, Taehyung headed to their home office, diving into his work. A few hours later, Jungkook stirred, the bed feeling unusually cold. He woke up to find the space next to him empty.

Frowning, Jungkook rubbed his eyes and quietly slipped out of bed. He padded out of the bedroom, heading toward the office, but found it empty. His concern grew as he wondered where Taehyung could be at this hour.

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Jungkook's search led him outside to the garden, where he found Taehyung standing alone with a cigarette in hand. The faint glow of the cigarette cast shadows on Taehyung's face.

Jungkook approached, eyes wide with surprise. "You smoke?"

Taehyung looked up, momentarily startled by Jungkook's presence. "Sometimes. Only when I'm stressed," he said, taking a slow drag.

Jungkook frowned, concern evident in his eyes. "You shouldn't smoke. It's really not good for your health, you know?"

Taehyung sighed deeply, the smoke from his cigarette curling up into the night sky. "I know... I just need it to calm down sometimes. It's like a temporary stress reliever."

Jungkook's expression softened, his voice gentle. "Maybe you should find a different way to relieve stress. Something healthier."

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, curious. "Like what?"

Jungkook's lips curved into a warm, reassuring smile. "You'll figure it out. Find something that helps you relax. Just think about it."

He reached out, carefully taking the cigarette from Taehyung's fingers and flicking it into the nearby ashtray. As he did, he leaned in close, his breath warm against Taehyung's ear. "You should come inside and get some sleep. It's getting late."

Jungkook placed a tender kiss on Taehyung's cheek, his lips lingering for a brief, sweet moment before he pulled back, his eyes sparkling with warmth. "Goodnight," he murmured softly, his voice a gentle caress in the night air.

For a moment, Taehyung felt as if the world had stopped. All his stress and worries seemed to evaporate, replaced by a profound sense of tranquility. He stood frozen, his fingers instinctively touching the spot on his cheek where Jungkook's lips had brushed against his skin. A shy, tender smile slowly spread across his face as he replayed the kiss in his mind.

A soft chuckle escaped Taehyung's lips as a thought gently nudged its way into his consciousness. He had found his stress reliever—Jungkook. The simple, loving gesture had done more for him than any cigarette ever could. Taehyung's heart fluttered as he touched the spot on his cheek once more, feeling a rush of butterflies in his stomach. The memory of Jungkook's kiss played on a loop in his mind, a soothing balm for his soul.

With a renewed sense of peace, Taehyung turned and headed back inside, the warmth of the house embracing him. The stress of the day seemed like a distant memory, replaced by the comforting presence of the one he cherished most.

As he walked quietly through the dimly lit house, Taehyung's steps were soft and careful. He made his way to their bedroom, his heart swelling with tenderness as he found Jungkook nestled under the covers, peacefully asleep.

Gently, Taehyung slipped into bed beside Jungkook, his movements deliberate and tender. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook from behind, pulling him close. Taehyung nuzzled his face into the crook of Jungkook's neck, inhaling the soothing scent of him. The warmth and rhythm of Jungkook's breathing was a perfect lullaby, bringing Taehyung a profound sense of calm and contentment.

He closed his eyes, letting the comforting presence of Jungkook wash over him. As he settled into the quiet embrace, a soft smile curled at the corners of his lips. The day's troubles seemed to dissolve completely, replaced by the serene joy of being close to Jungkook.

(short chapter guys! also, give me ideas on what I should do next! I'm going through a major writer's block and don't know what the fuck to do! Please suggest ideas if you have any for this story)