Jungkook and Taehyung are married, but lately the shine seems to be wearing off a bit. Taehyung's a CEO, running a top company which is amazing! But all that success comes with a lot of pressure, and lately, it feels like their whole life revolves a...
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The days since Jungkook moved in with Jimin and Yoongi had been a haze of new beginnings and lingering memories. Living with them felt surreal. Jimin had always been a constant source of comfort in his life, his laugh infectious and his energy unending. And Yoongi, calm and grounding, treated him like the younger brother he never had. It was both comforting and strange to be called “baby bunny” again, a name he hadn’t heard in so long it brought a quiet warmth he had almost forgotten.
One morning, Jungkook awoke to the smell of coffee and the sound of Jimin singing—though it was less singing and more yelling along to an upbeat song as he shuffled around the kitchen. Jungkook chuckled as he swung his feet off the bed and made his way to the source of the noise.
“Hyungie, do you always wake up this early just to disrupt the peace?” he teased, leaning against the doorway, watching as Jimin dramatically turned with a spatula in hand.
“Disrupt the peace?” Jimin shot him a playful look, setting the spatula down with a flourish. “Excuse you, I am creating art here.”
“Yeah, art for my ears to suffer through.” Jungkook laughed, dodging as Jimin lightly swatted him with a dish towel. They both burst into giggles, the carefree laughter easing some of the tension Jungkook had carried for so long.
Just then, Yoongi entered the kitchen, eyeing the two of them with a raised brow. “Is it too much to ask for peace and quiet in the morning?” he murmured, but there was a hint of a smile on his face as he made his way to the coffee machine.
“Don’t mind us, hyungie,” Jungkook said, grabbing a cup from the cabinet and setting it in front of Yoongi. “Jimin-hyungie’s just showing me his latest… creative expression.”
“Oh, trust me, I heard,” Yoongi replied, his voice was dry as he poured coffee. But he reached over to ruffle Jungkook’s hair anyway, a small smile playing on his lips. “Our little bunny is causing trouble already?”
Jungkook feigned innocence, “It’s all Jimin-hyungie’s fault.”
Jimin rolled his eyes, pouring scrambled eggs onto a plate. “You love it here, admit it. I can already tell you’re starting to relax.”
Jungkook paused, glancing down, feeling the truth of Jimin’s words sink in. The tension he had carried around with him—day and night for weeks—was beginning to lift. He didn’t have to tiptoe around anyone’s expectations here, and for the first time, he didn’t feel like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
By late afternoon, Jimin and Yoongi were already talking about his next steps. He hadn’t expected this level of support, but as Jimin set a laptop in front of him, his tone was all business, Jungkook realized they were serious about helping him move forward.
“So,” Jimin said, settling in next to him with a determined look. “We’ve decided you’re going to work for Yoongi’s company.”
Jungkook blinked, surprised. “Just like that? I haven’t even applied or—”
