Virgin And The Hooker • Taekook

Chapter 10 : I love you.

Two weeks later, the mirrors in the dimly lit club restroom were fogged up, reflecting the heat of the moment. Jungkook’s fingers glided down the misty glass as Taehyung kissed the nape of his neck, his hands exploring the curves of Jungkook’s back. The muffled sounds of knocking on the locked door faded into the background, and they remained oblivious to the world outside.

Once, Taehyung had found himself surrounded by unknown faces, striving to prove his worth, only to lose himself in the process. But now, as he gazed at the beautiful face of Jungkook, lost in a haze of pleasure, he realized that his lust could never match the joy that love brought him.

Living in the moment, he cherished the way they intertwined, bodies glistening with sweat as they desperately explored each other. Jungkook giggled in pleasure, sitting atop the counter of the sink, his legs wrapped around Taehyung as the elder thrust into him, carefully holding him close. Their shared moans echoed in the small space, while outside the restroom, curious patrons gasped, some giggled, others stumbled away, and a few even fainted from the overwhelming atmosphere.

Jungkook’s laughter mixed with squeals of delight, filling the air with an intoxicating energy. With one last, lingering kiss, they shared a knowing smile, reveling in the absurdity of their situation.

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Now, they lived together, navigating the complexities of their careers and the scrutinizing eyes of society. Despite the challenges, they knew that sacrificing their love for societal approval was never an option. It had taken a year to reach this point, but they had promised each other to face everything together, side by side.

Taehyung had a knack for making every day feel special for Jungkook. He would always come home with little surprises—whether it was Jungkook’s favorite food from that quaint little restaurant down the street or a small gift that he had picked up while on duty.

Each time Taehyung walked through the door, he’d see Jungkook's face light up with joy, that beautiful smile brightening even the dullest of days.

On weekends, they cherished their time together, often heading out for long walks. The streets of Seoul, vibrant with life, served as the perfect backdrop for their leisurely strolls. Hand in hand, they would wander through parks, visit local markets, or simply enjoy each other's company as they strolled along the Han River, the sun setting in the distance.

During these walks, they would share stories, dreams, and sometimes silly banter that made them laugh until their sides hurt. Taehyung loved to tease Jungkook, who would playfully shove him, their laughter echoing through the air. In those moments, it felt as if time stood still, allowing them to revel in the warmth of each other’s presence.

One evening as they walked along the beach, the waves lapping gently at their feet, Taehyung paused. He turned to Jungkook, holding both of his hands tightly and gazing deeply into his eyes.

“Jungkook, thank you for coming back... Thank you for staying and, most of all, thank you for finally being brave enough to accept us.” Taehyung said, his voice thick with emotion.

Jungkook smiled softly, his heart swelling at Taehyung's words. “I was scared, you know? Scared of what people would think, scared of losing you again. But every moment with you feels like home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

Taehyung chuckled lightly, squeezing Jungkook's hands. “Home isn’t a place; it’s who you’re with. And I want to be with you, no matter what.”