Untold Truth Of My Husband (Taekookff) 18+

part 5

Taehyung rushed to the bathroom, barely making it before he vomited up his breakfast into the toilet. His stomach churned, and his body trembled with unease.

After rinsing his mouth and splashing cold water on his face, he stood still, gripping the edges of the sink as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were wide, his face pale.

"What just happened?" he whispered to himself, trying to understand the chaos of emotions coursing through him. The wave of sickness had come out of nowhere, and it left him disturbed.

Exhaling shakily, Taehyung stepped out of the bathroom and made his way to his bag of medications. He fumbled with the zipper, took out two pills, and swallowed them with a gulp of water. Just as he finished, a knock echoed through the room.

"May I come in, Taehyung-ssi?" It was the helper’s soft, familiar voice.

"Yes, come in," Taehyung replied, still trying to regain his calmness.

She stepped inside, her face etched with concern. "Are you feeling alright? I saw you run to your room earlier."

"Yes, yes, I'm fine," he said quickly, not wanting to seem weak. "I just get sick easily, that’s all."

Her expression softened as she nodded. "Good. Jungkook-ssi asked me to remind you to get ready for the party."

Taehyung frowned. "Party? What party?"

"The pack members have arranged a welcome celebration for their Luna," she explained kindly.

“Luna?” Taehyung echoed, confusion coloring his voice.

“Yes, you are the mate of the First Head, which makes you the Luna of Mooncrest Pack. The members want to give you a warm welcome." She smiled gently at his surprise.

“Oh,” Taehyung murmured, his heart skipping a beat. Luna. The word felt heavy, yet comforting. He smiled, unable to help himself.

The helper’s voice broke through his thoughts. "You’ll be leaving in the evening. Would you like to eat something before then?"

“Sure, I’m feeling hungry,” he said, realizing his stomach was now painfully empty after the earlier upheaval.

"Of course you are, dear," she said with a motherly chuckle. "I'll bring something right away." She nodded and left the room.

As the door clicked shut, Taehyung whispered to himself, "Luna... that sounds good. Who am I? I’m the Luna of Mooncrest Pack." He giggled in disbelief. "Oh my God, it sounds so good!" He jumped excitedly, but then quickly stopped, laughing at his own antics.

“Alright, calm down, Taehyung. You have to be sophisticated... You’re the Luna,” he told himself with a shy grin.

Taking a deep breath, he turned to his wardrobe. "I need to look my best. Let’s see what I have." He began rifling through his clothes, determined to find the perfect outfit which was gonna take a long time so let's leave him alone.

Zoe: "Why, oh why, can’t I suggest something for him to wear?" 😇

Anna: yahh sure, always in sweatpants and baggy T-shirts makes you a fashion icon right?" 🙄

Zoe: "You’re literally wearing the same thing!"😒

Anna: "Whatever. Let’s just get back to the story."🔪

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Taehyung had outdone himself. Standing in front of the mirror, he admired his reflection. The light makeup he applied enhanced his natural beauty without overpowering it, and his floral shirt, with a black suit that adorned with intricate embroidery on the back, gave him an elegant yet understated look. His hair, tousled just the right way, balanced between messy and stylish—effortless perfection.