∗⋅◈⋅∗"Hi baby," Taehyung said as he stood to kiss Jungkook on the cheek. The two met in the lobby of the J. Edgar Hoover building for a late lunch. The rest of the friend group would be joining.
Taehyung took one of Jungkook's hands and led him outside to his car. Taehyung requested that the group go to Hard Rock Cafe. It may be a cliché eatery, but he was in the mood for a burger.
"I forwarded the text you sent with the menu for tonight and the guys are so excited. I'm impressed with your home-life work ethic. You're very good at taking care of the planning, catering, and overall care of the apartment. My cleaning lady won't even know what to do once she comes to work. Boy....you're being such a good stay-at-home wifey." Taehyung chuckled.
Jungkook stopped walking and yanked his hand out of Taehyung's. He frowned up, his eyes squinting.
"What's wrong? Did I say something to offend you?" Taehyung asked as he unlocked the car door. If they were going to argue, he'd rather it not be outside his job. They needed to take the disagreement to the inside of his car.
"Did you just call me a female? Did you call me that because I'm a bottom?"
"I—well...."
"I'm just as much a man as you are. We have the same anatomy. You should know that because you've given me good head. I'm not a wifey. I'm a grown-ass man who just likes to plan parties, organize, cook, and clean!" He folded his arms and snorted.
Taehyung was at a loss. He didn't mean to offend him. It was just a joke. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry. It was my lame attempt to be funny."
Jungkook burst into laughter.
Taehyung looked at him with a blank stare.
"Gotcha!" Jungkook screamed, pointing at his husband, and mocking him.
"Fuck, Jungkook. My heart almost fell to the ground. Don't do that ever again. I thought you were really mad at me." Taehyung was patting his chest, trying to get his heart to stop beating so fast.
"Ahhh...come here." Jungkook stopped poking fun and grabbed Taehyung's arms for an embrace. He kissed him on the side of the head. "Baby, you can call me wifey or whatever you want. You've called me worse in bed."
Taehyung's breathing was settling down. Jungkook went in for a kiss and at first, Taehyung resisted because they were standing in the parking lot at his job. But he said fuck it and kissed his husband back. Who cares about being the subject of gossip after lunch?
"Damn, are you guys making out right now? At work?" Jin was stunned.
The couple broke away. "Sorry," Jungkook offered. "He's just too irresistible and I want to just smooch him all the time."
Taehyung smiled and winked at him. He opened the door so that Jungkook could get into the front seat. Jin and Namjoon rode in the first row of back seats. Hoseok, Jimin, and Yoongi fit perfectly in the third backseat. This type of day justified Taehyung being a single person who drove a big-ass SUV.
As they drove across town, the guys joked back and forth and discussed a case that Hoseok was working on. While they all had Taehyung's attention, Jungkook thought of the conversation he had on the phone with Yerin. He rehearsed to himself how she had said that he needed to leave D.C. to protect both himself and Taehyung. He would rather stay and enjoy what little time he and Taehyung had left but he knew he'd have to make arrangements to leave soon. Really soon.
It would not be easy. He had grown to enjoy Taehyung's company. It was true that maybe the bomb sex had something to do with it, but there were other aspects of their situation-ship that he would miss. He loved being kissed in the morning when they first woke up each day. They'd both laugh when they saw each other's bed hair, sticking up in every which way possible. Jungkook would miss having his meals with a person he enjoyed both listening and talking to.
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Stuck With You [Taekook ff]
FanfictionDescription TYPE: 🔲 General Fiction | ✔️ Taekook ff | 🔲 Non-Fiction Date Started: 09.29.2024 Date Finished: 11.05.2024 Total Word Count: 135,424 AVG per Chapter: 2,052 ⬆️ Top Tae ⬇️ Bottom Kook 🔥 Smut Warning (🔥🔥🔥) ...