Important Business

Part 13.1

A/N : A very cheeky reader asked for me to update again because it was Jungkook's birthday.

Again, I want to say how important likes are for authors. They are motivation and help with visibility. It is one click, not more.

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The nights fell earlier now, since the months had turned into September. The evenings were still warm, but it wasn't as humid and hot as during the summer. Fall was upon them and Taehyung had promised Jungkook he would go hiking with him and show him the colors of autumn in South Korea.

The last months had passed in a blur for Jungkook and he was sure it wasn't just because of his work. He still spent as much time with Taehyung as they could get and he realized they had fallen into something that they still didn't name, but were aware of. Both of them had slipped up over the weeks. Jungkook had called Taehyung "Babe" several times, in and outside of bed, and Taehyung never complained, just answered naturally. Taehyung had in return called Jungkook "Jagiya" on occasions.

But what registered with Jungkook, more than that they had fallen into a relationship, was the circumstance that they both referred to Taehyung's apartment as home. Jungkook was sometimes there even when Taehyung wasn't, waiting for him to come back from his schedule. It felt so domestic, and Taehyung even introduced him to his friends. Jungkook was indeed pissed that they had riled him up on purpose, but he had to admit that it was his own fault. He had to keep his cool when it concerned Taehyung, because he was an adult living his own life well before Jungkook came along and he trusted him. They had another serious conversation about trust. It was not that Jungkook had trust issues, but it was somehow easier after Taehyung put it out there.

Jungkook felt Taehyung's shoulder bumping into his as they were walking close along the sidewalk. He chanced a glance at him and smirked. The baseball cap and wig were back, this time with dark black hair in a ponytail under the cap. He was wearing baggy pants and a henley, emphasizing his lean body. Jungkook was still amazed how there weren't more pictures of them circulating on the gossip sites, with how often they went out, but he was of course glad that the media hadn't picked up on them.

The sign of Taehyung's grandmother's restaurant came into view and Jungkook smiled. He loved eating the food that was always changing on the daily menu. It was always a surprise for him when they visited her.

Taehyung knocked on the milky glass door and it slid open several seconds later.

"Taehyung-ah," she cooed and hugged him, before her eyes landed on Jungkook. "And you, Jungkook-ah, come in."

Jungkook smiled at the endearment and followed them inside. Again, the cozy restaurant was empty for them to eat in peace. It smelled different from last time, more hearty, like a stew and something he couldn't place.

Taehyung walked behind the counter and got them drinks while his grandmother got busy at the cooking station, chopping vegetables and meat.

"Can I help?" Jungkook asked for what felt like the hundredth time.

"You just sit there," she answered and waved him off, but not dismissively.

"Halmoni," Taehyung said, "Jungkook is a good cook. He could help you."

The older woman clicked her tongue in disapproval. "What restaurant owner would I be when I let my guests cook."

"You let me chop on occasions," Taehyung pointed out.

"You are my grandson, not a guest."

"But I pay."

"Of course. I can't just live on your love alone."