Jungkook stood under the warm shower, the water cascading down his skin, washing away the remnants of their magical snowy day.
As he finished, he realized his oversight - no towel.
"Seriously?" Jungkook chuckled, slapping his forehead.
"Tae, are you there?" Jungkook called out, his voice echoing beyond the bathroom door.
Taehyung's response came instantly, "Yes, I'm here."
"Can you pass me the towel, please?" Jungkook called out, extending his hand from behind the bathroom door.
Taehyung's gaze fell upon Jungkook's delicate hand, glistening with water droplets that trickled down to the floor.
Transfixed, Taehyung forgot to move.
Jungkook frowned, fist clenched. "Taehyung, are you really there? Give me the towel!"
He gestured emphatically with his hand, still awaiting the towel.
Taehyung remained immobile, lost in the simple beauty of Jungkook's wet hand.
The water droplets sparkled like diamonds, and Taehyung's heart swelled.
Jungkook's impatient tone broke the spell.
"Mr. Husband, give me the towel," Jungkook pleaded.
Taehyung snapped out of his trance, grabbed the towel, and stepped forward.
"Here you go," he said, his eyes locking onto Jungkook's.
Jungkook swiftly pulled the towel inside, and unknowly, he yanked Taehyung into the bathroom.
Jungkook's eyes widened, locking onto Taehyung's, the towel suspended between them like a fragile bridge.
Taehyung's gaze roamed Jungkook's face, drinking in the radiant sight.
Tae : ( Pov) I shall drink the dew drops of your blue eyes
Water droplets clung to Jungkook's skin, accentuating his natural glow.
Strands of damp hair framed his features, and Taehyung's eyes followed the trickling water as it slid from his hairline to his face, tracing the curves of his lips.
I shall drink the melody of your wet lips
Mesmerized, Taehyung's breath hitched.
Jungkook's lips, still beaded with water, beckoned.
Taehyung's eyes snapped back to Jungkook's, the connection sparking like a live wire.
I shall drink because it's the season of drinking
The air thickened, heavy with anticipation.
Taehyung was utterly entranced by Jungkook, his gaze locked on him as he began to move forward.
With you love remains successful
Jungkook stepped back, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's, until his back pressed against the wall.
The towel remained stretched between them, a tenuous connection.
Taehyung's intense stare held Jungkook captive, their faces inches apart.
As Taehyung leaned in, Jungkook's heart skipped a beat, his stomach fluttering with butterflies.
With you there is an intoxication
He tightened his grip on the towel, his senses heightened.
Jungkook's eyelids fluttered closed as Taehyung's warm breath caressed his face.
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Little TaeTae's wifey || Taekook ff || { completed }
Fanfiction|||| Season 2 |||| Kook was middle Class boy and was finding Job for himself .. Mr and Mrs Kim was rich as af and they have son who was in little space due to some reason.. suddenly mr and mrs Kim have to go out of country for business propose.. Wha...
