Resurgence ~VKOOK~

Chapter 15: New Experiences

It's a quiet Sunday morning, and Jungkook finds himself standing outside Taehyung's private gym room, balancing a tray in his hands. On it, he's placed a chilled water bottle, a clean towel, and a cup of freshly brewed coffee-everything he knows Taehyung likes to have during his workouts. Jungkook hesitates momentarily before stepping inside, the door clicking softly behind him.

The sight that greets him makes his breath catch in his throat.

Taehyung is in the middle of his workout, his shirt discarded to the side, leaving his upper body bare and glistening with sweat. Each flex and contraction of his muscles draws Jungkook's wide eyes-strong shoulders, a chiseled chest, and powerful arms working seamlessly as he lifts the dumbbells with practiced ease. Jungkook swallows hard, unable to tear his gaze away from the sight of Taehyung's powerful form, every ripple of his taut, defined muscles on display as he moves.

There's something captivating about the raw masculinity Taehyung exudes-something that leaves Jungkook feeling hot under the collar. He can't seem to look away, even as his face flushes and his heart beats just a little too fast. The sweat trickles down Taehyung's neck, trailing along his collarbone and down the sculpted planes of his abdomen, drawing Jungkook's attention lower and lower.

Taehyung grunts softly, the sound deep and rough, and Jungkook's breath hitches involuntarily. When Taehyung finally sets the weights down, his movements fluid and controlled, he glances up and catches sight of Jungkook frozen in the doorway.

Jungkook startles, cheeks burning as he realizes he's been caught staring. Quickly, he averts his gaze, focusing intently on the tray in his hands. "I-I brought you some water and a towel, sir," he stammers softly, cursing the tremor in his voice.

But Taehyung only chuckles lowly, a small, knowing smile tugging at his lips as he reaches for the towel. "Thank you, Jungkook," he murmurs, his gaze lingering on Jungkook's flushed face for just a second too long, making the air between them feel charged, thick with something unnamed.

Jungkook swallows again, nodding hastily as he backs away, heart racing. He turns on his heel and quickly leaves the room, but the image of Taehyung's sweat-slicked, powerful body is burned into his mind-an image that leaves him feeling oddly hot and breathless, even long after he's gone.

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Being finally free from his work, Jungkook had been preparing to go out for some grocery shopping, opting for a casual yet charming outfit-a soft, pastel frock that hugged his small waist, showcasing his delicate figure. The dress fell just above his knees, highlighting his soft, slender legs. His hair was loose, falling in soft waves around his shoulders, and he wore simple sandals that added to his natural beauty.

Balancing his grocery list in one hand, Jungkook was about to leave when he found himself face-to-face with Taehyung. The man stood in the foyer, dressed comfortably yet effortlessly attractive in a loose white t-shirt and black sweats that clung to his form. His hair was tousled messily, and his sneakers looked expensive, the kind only someone like Taehyung would casually wear for an outing.

"Where are you headed, Jungkook?" Taehyung asked, his voice warm and curious.

Jungkook blinked, holding up the bag he carried. "Oh, I was just going to the local market to pick up some groceries."

Taehyung's eyes lit up with sudden interest. "Perfect timing. I was planning to head out too. Why don't you come along? I've got the whole day free anyway."

"Oh, no, sir," Jungkook immediately protested, shaking his head. "I don't want to trouble you. I can take the bus, it's no big deal."

Taehyung frowned slightly, a hint of stubbornness in his gaze. "It's not a trouble, Jungkook. Besides, I could use some company-and you can show me around since I'm not familiar with the local markets." He tilted his head, smiling softly. "Come on, I insist."