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The ride back to the hotel was quieter than usual.
Not awkward.
Not tired, either.
Just… quiet—the kind of silence that comes when everything you want to say is already known, already felt, but still too soft to speak out loud.
Jungkook sat beside Taehyung in the backseat, head leaned against the window. The Paris night outside was just beginning to bloom—streetlamps flickering on, cafés buzzing with laughter, golden lights wrapping the city in warmth.
He peeked sideways.
Taehyung looked tired, but not in the bad way.
In the satisfied, calm way. Like something in him had finally eased.
> Maybe it was the deal closing.
Maybe it was the way Jungkook had handled the meeting like a professional.
Or maybe… it was just him.
“Did I do okay today?” Jungkook asked softly.
Taehyung looked over, and a rare, genuine smile curved his lips.
“You were perfect.”
Jungkook blushed and turned back toward the window.
“I was nervous.”
“You didn’t show it.”
“I think Adrien flirted with me just to break me.”
Taehyung’s gaze hardened for a second. “He flirted with you because he’s an idiot.”
“You glared at him like you were two seconds away from launching a lawsuit.”
“...Was I too much?”
Jungkook turned to face him. “You were… kind of hot.”
Taehyung blinked.
Then smirked.
And Jungkook immediately looked away, ears red.
> Stupid mouth. Why did I say that?
Stupid Paris. Stupid French guys. Stupid handsome CEO.
The car slowed, pulling up to the front of their hotel.
Taehyung stepped out first and waited as Jungkook came around, brushing down his coat like he hadn’t just complimented the man standing inches from him.
They entered the elevator together.
Jungkook stayed on his side. So did Taehyung.
Until the doors closed.
Then—without a word—Taehyung reached over and brushed a thumb under Jungkook’s eye. “You had a little smudge.”
Jungkook stilled.
“Thanks.”
Taehyung didn’t move away just yet.
Instead, his hand lowered slowly, brushing down Jungkook’s jawline before dropping to his side.
“Mr. Kim…” Jungkook whispered.
“Yes?”
“I’m going to combust.”
Taehyung chuckled. “Good.”
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Back in their hotel rooms—adjacent, separate—they both changed into something comfortable.
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