𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 - Jjk × Ksj ff

~𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 - 2~

•| THE NEXT DAY |•

Taehyung sat on the couch, scrolling through his phone with his usual icy demeanor. Namjoon had left early in the morning for his secret meeting, and it was now nearing ten.

A rare smile tugged at Taehyung's lips as he typed a message.

Suddenly, the mansion's doorbell rang, signaling a visitor. Taehyung stood up immediately and headed towards the entrance.

The mansion was mostly empty, save for a few guards and Seokjin.

Namjoon trusted Taehyung enough to leave his most precious diamond alone with him.

Opening the door, Taehyung was greeted by a not-so-unwanted, though unexpected, guest.

"Hello there," Jungkook, dressed in all black, smirked, his voice dark and deep. Taehyung's cold, steely eyes flickered around before he stepped aside to let Jungkook in.

"Don't make any sound. The cameras are off. What you have to do is... maintain silence." Taehyung's voice was stern as they
walked up the stairs.

Reaching a room with a closed door, Taehyung paused. "Or... turn the music up loud." That was all he said before walking away. Jungkook's smirk deepened as he casually stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

Seokjin had just finished showering, wrapped in a bathrobe. He had woken up late and gone straight to shower after a
light breakfast. His hair was still dripping wet, dampening his face and neck, his skin glowing under the soft light.

He rubbed his eyes tiredly as he stood in front of the mirror, about to start his skincare routine. Just then, he sensed it-he wasn't alone.

Seokjin's eyes widened, his heart pounding as strong arms wrapped tightly around him from behind.

Panic surged through him, and he stammered, "L-let me go... W-what are you doing?"

"Damn, I missed you..." Jungkook's voice was low and husky, filled with yearning. He buried his face in Seokjin's neck, tightening his grip around Jin's thin waist.

Seokjin's panic escalated as he grasped Jungkook's hands, desperately trying to free himself.

"Let me go..." he pleaded, his voice trembling.

"He's not home." Jungkook murmured, his lips brushing against Seokjin's neck. "He'll be back tonight." A soft kiss landed on
Seokjin's skin.

Seokjin froze, blinking as his wide, doe-like eyes met Jungkook's dark gaze through the mirror in front of them.

"Awh, you missed me?" Seokjin's expression changed abruptly. The fear and panic that had been written all over his face
moments ago melted away. A smirk curled on his lips as he gently took hold of Jungkook's hands, turning around to face him, wrapping his arms around Jungkook's neck.

"Of course I did." Jungkook's hand traced gently over Seokjin's cheek, his touch soft yet firm.

"Seokjin? No..." Jungkook's voice deepened as his gaze softened, "Finally, my Jin."

"Did you make sure he isn't here?" Jin asked, his innocent facade-the one he maintained strictly for Namjoon's sake-
disappearing in an instant. Now, in front of Jungkook, he could finally be himself. The true Seokjin-sharp, daring, and
unapologetically bold.

Jungkook smirked, his hands still resting possessively on Jin's waist. "Of course. Darling~ I made sure every detail was covered. He's out for the day."

Jin's eyes glinted with satisfaction as he leaned closer, his lips brushing against Jungkook's ear. "Good...Finally, I don't have to act all sweet, innocent and helpless." He chuckled softly, his entire demeanor shifting to the confident man he truly was.