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_Title:_ "onsdhots"
_Genre:_ BTS Fanfic, 18+ OneShots, Romance, Erotica
_Description:_ it is a collection of steamy OneShots featuring the iconic BTS duo, Taehyung x Jungkook. Each episode is a self-contained tale of passion, love, and...
A morning sun rose over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the room. Its rays danced across the bed, illuminating Jungkook's peaceful face. He stirred, opening his eyes to greet the new day with a soft smile.
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As he sat up, his gaze fell upon the empty space beside him. Taehyung, his husband, was already up and about. Jungkook's smile faltered, feeling a pang of disappointment.
He threw off the covers and got out of bed, padding over to the window where Taehyung stood, sipping coffee and gazing out at the city skyline. Jungkook's eyes roamed over Taehyung's sleek, suited form, feeling a flutter in his chest.
"Morning," Jungkook said, trying to sound cheerful.
Taehyung turned, his expression unreadable. "Morning."
Jungkook's eyes locked onto Taehyung's, searching for a glimmer of warmth. But Taehyung's mask was firmly in place, leaving Jungkook to wonder what lay beneath.
Jungkook's eyes narrowed as he watched Taehyung walk away, feeling a surge of frustration. He raised his hand, tempted to throw the apple after his husband, but stopped himself just in time.
"Why bother?" Jungkook muttered, feeling a pang of hurt. He took a bite of the apple, the crunch and sweetness a stark contrast to the bitterness he felt.
As he chewed, Jungkook couldn't help but wonder what he'd done wrong. Was it something he said? Did he not meet Taehyung's expectations? The questions swirled in his mind like a vortex, leaving him feeling lost and uncertain.
Just then, his phone buzzed with a text from Taehyung: "I'll be back late. Don't wait up."
Jungkook's heart sank, feeling like he'd been punched in the gut. He typed out a response, but deleted it, unsure of what to say. Jungkook's frustration is boiling over!
Jungkook's eyes flashed with anger as he thought about Taehyung's dismissive text. He clenched his fists, feeling a surge of irritation. "I just want to ruin his handsome face," Jungkook muttered to himself, imagining the satisfaction of messing up Taehyung's perfect hair or leaving a smudge on his pristine suit.
Just then, Jungkook's gaze fell upon the apple core in his hand. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he thought of the perfect way to vent his frustration.
He quickly grabbed a paintbrush and some paint, and began to create a masterpiece on the mirror. A bright red apple core, smack in the middle of Taehyung's usual reflection spot.
"Take that, husband," Jungkook said with a satisfied smirk, admiring his handiwork.
But little did Jungkook know, Taehyung was about to return home earlier than expected, and he was not in a good mood... Time skip to night ... ....... .......
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