Little TaeTae's wifey || Taekook ff ||

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Hello, dear readers!

I apologize for the delayed updates. Due to my busy work schedule, I haven't had time to write.

I wanted to check in with you: Have you lost interest in this story? Lately, I've noticed many readers stopping halfway through, and votes and comments have decreased. This has affected my motivation to continue writing.

If you're no longer interested, please let me know. I'll consider concluding ( discontinued) the book.

Thank you for your honesty.

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As the next day dawned, Taekook slept serenely, their previous intimacy still lingering. Taehyung stirred first, his gaze falling upon Jungkook, who slumbered peacefully, worry-free, wrapped only in a white sheet.

Taehyung's heart swelled with affection as he gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind Jungkook's ear. He indulged his gaze, drinking in Jungkook's tranquil beauty until his heart was content.

After admiring Jungkook for a while, Taehyung headed to the washroom, leaving Jungkook alone on the bed.

As Taehyung emerged, he found Jungkook sitting up, covered in a sheet, rubbing his eyes to clear his vision.

"Good morning, darling," Taehyung said, strolling over to Jungkook and planting a gentle kiss on his head.

"Good morning, dear husband," Jungkook replied, smiling warmly at Taehyung, who mirrored the smile.

As Jungkook attempted to rise, a sharp pain shot through his lower region, eliciting a groan.

Taehyung's expression turned worried. "Kook, what's wrong?"

Jungkook gazed at Taehyung with a pout. "You were so rough, I can barely feel my legs now, Mr. Kim."

Jungkook rubbed his lower back, trying to soothe the lingering pain.

"You literally devoured my body last night," Jungkook accused, his eyes narrowing at Taehyung.

Taehyung chuckled, amused by Jungkook's cute expression.

Then, with a mischievous grin, Taehyung removed his shirt, revealing his back. Jungkook's eyes widened as he spotted the scratch marks from his own nails.

"Your words don't match your actions, Mrs. Kim," Taehyung teased.

Jungkook's face flushed with embarrassment as Taehyung put his shirt back on.

"Y-you're one to talk," Jungkook stuttered.

Taehyung's eyes sparkled with amusement. "I'm just stating facts, dear."

( Author : - Our goofy couple 🫶 )

Jungkook turned his crimson face away, attempting to stand up but faltering and falling back onto the bed.

"Shit," Jungkook groaned, glowering at Taehyung, who wore an innocent expression.

"Let me help you with your shower," Taehyung offered, his smirk laced with mischief.

"No thanks, Mr. Kim," Jungkook retorted, rolling his eyes as he struggled to stand, clinging to the sheet to cover himself.

However, his efforts proved futile, and he collapsed onto the bed again.

"Now can I help?" Taehyung asked, his tone dripping with amusement.

Jungkook hesitated, then nodded reluctantly, still trying to shield his body.

"Why cover yourself? I saw everything last night," Taehyung teased, suddenly yanking the sheet away, exposing Jungkook's naked form.

Jungkook's eyes widened, and he hastily tried to regain the sheet but Taehyung swiftly tackled Jungkook onto the bed, intertwining their hands and pinning Jungkook's arms above his head.