Teach me how to love (KookV TaeKook)

18

The day finally arrived for Taehyung to visit Jungkook's family home. As he stood in front of the grand entrance, he couldn't help but feel a wave of nerves wash over him. The mansion before him was magnificent—modern architecture adorned with elegant touches, sprawling gardens, and a driveway that could easily fit several cars. Taehyung had always known Jungkook came from a good background, but he never imagined it would be this extravagant.

"Wow," Taehyung whispered under his breath, his eyes wide as he took in the sheer scale of the place. He felt a flutter of anxiety in his stomach as he wondered if he would fit in with Jungkook's family.

Jungkook, noticing Taehyung's reaction, chuckled softly. "I know it's a lot to take in. Just remember, it's not about the house; it's about the people inside."

Taehyung nodded, still feeling slightly overwhelmed. "I just didn't expect this. It's... huge."

"Come on," Jungkook said, playfully nudging Taehyung. "Let's get inside before you start to overthink it."

As they stepped inside, Taehyung was greeted by an expansive foyer that showcased a stunning chandelier, polished marble floors, and walls adorned with beautiful art pieces. It felt like stepping into a high-end gallery rather than a family home.

"Your house is amazing," Taehyung said, genuinely impressed. "I can't believe you live here."

"Thanks," Jungkook replied with a hint of pride. "It's a bit much, I know, but I grew up here. My parents work hard, so I guess it just comes with the territory."

Taehyung swallowed, feeling a mix of admiration and insecurity. He couldn't help but think about how different their backgrounds were. "Do you think they'll like me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course they will," Jungkook assured him, though he could see the apprehension in Taehyung's eyes. "Just be yourself. They care about me, and if they see how happy you make me, they'll warm up to you in no time."

As they walked further into the house, they were met by Jungkook's mother, who greeted them with a warm smile. "Jungkook! You made it home! And you must be Taehyung," she said, her eyes sparkling with kindness as she extended her hand.

"Yes, ma'am," Taehyung replied, feeling slightly flustered as he shook her hand.

"Welcome! I hope you're hungry. I made some of Jungkook's favorite dishes," she said, leading them into a spacious dining room.

The table was beautifully set, and the aroma of home-cooked food filled the air. Taehyung's stomach growled at the sight of the spread. He felt a little more at ease as he realized that, despite the wealth, Jungkook's family still shared warmth and hospitality.

"Wow, this looks delicious!" Taehyung exclaimed, his eyes lighting up at the sight of all the food.

"Just wait until you taste it," Jungkook replied, a smile stretching across his face.

As they settled down at the table, Taehyung felt a wave of gratitude wash over him. Maybe, just maybe, he could find a place here, even among the glitz and glamour of Jungkook's world.

As they settled down for lunch, Jungkook's father walked into the dining room, exuding an air of authority and confidence. He was a tall man with a stern expression that softened slightly when he saw Taehyung.

"Ah, you must be Taehyung," he said, extending his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, sir," Taehyung replied, shaking his hand firmly while trying to hide his nervousness.

"Jungkook has told us so much about you," Jungkook's father continued, taking a seat at the head of the table. Taehyung noticed how the man seemed to survey the room, checking for any imperfections, rather than engaging in any meaningful conversation.