"A Love Beyond Spotlight" | Taekook ✨💜

22. Serendipity

It was 11 a.m., late for a usual morning but perfect for a well-deserved rest. Today was a rare day off for both of them—no schedules until the evening. Normally, Jungkook would have been up early for a workout, and Taehyung would have left for his violin lessons. But Jungkook had insisted on a change of plans, suggesting they sleep in for once, wanting to gift Taehyung a quiet morning after his hectic week. Taehyung had agreed instantly, grateful for the chance to steal this time together.

They were young and deeply in love—more than that, really. They were two artists bound by a fierce, complex devotion. Madly, passionately in love, yes, but in a way that ran even deeper, a bond made stronger by years spent side by side. While they shared something few could understand, their feelings remained buried beneath the surface, veiled by the limits of fame, the expectations of an industry that allowed little space for such a love. Korea could still be a conservative place, and for two idols in the spotlight, freedom was a rare luxury. But love, real love, has a way of pushing past even the highest barriers.

Since their earliest days, they'd been each other's comfort, each other's strength. Jungkook's hyungs had always cared for him, but his bond with Taehyung had been special from the beginning. Even as he grew older, Jungkook's devotion to Taehyung only deepened, evolving into something unbreakable, something he couldn't fully explain. Taehyung, in turn, was drawn to Jungkook with a love and protectiveness he felt for no one else. His heart had been quietly claimed by those wide, warm eyes, long before he realized the depth of his feelings. With each passing year, he fell further, endlessly, until there was no way back. The rest was simply history.

Now, they lay tangled together in bed, lost in deep sleep after a morning spent exploring each other with the kind of passion only they understood. Jungkook's head rested on the pillow, his hair tousled, a peaceful expression softening his face. Taehyung was nestled close, his cheek pressed to Jungkook's chest, arms wrapped securely around his waist, their legs tangled.

As Taehyung drifted in and out of sleep, he felt the faint rumble of Jungkook's stomach under his cheek, followed by a quiet murmur. With a drowsy smile, Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, knowing Jungkook must be hungry by now. He tried to ease himself out of Jungkook's embrace, but the younger man's leg was draped firmly over his, anchoring him close.

Watching Jungkook's sleeping face, Taehyung couldn't help but smile, and he leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his chest, where faint red marks from their morning together were scattered across his skin. The sight filled Taehyung with a sense of pride and tenderness, his lips grazing over each mark as if to claim him all over again. Jungkook stirred, murmuring something in his sleep, and instinctively pulled Taehyung even closer.

Taking the opportunity, Taehyung nuzzled against his chest one last time, before carefully reaching for a pillow to slide under Jungkook's arm in his place. He placed a gentle kiss on Jungkook's forehead, savoring the quiet, unguarded moment, before slowly slipping out of bed.

As he moved towards the bathroom, he looked back one more time at Jungkook, who had settled back into sleep, a soft smile still lingering on his lips. Taehyung made his way into the shower, feeling a contentment he rarely allowed himself. This wasn't just any morning—it was a memory he'd carry with him, each moment imprinted with the love that filled their lives, even in moments when the world couldn't see.

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After tidying up the bathroom, which still held traces of their passionate night, Taehyung indulged in a warm, soothing shower. He stepped out with a faint blush lingering on his cheeks, the memories of last night flooding back to him. Slipping into a cozy, long-sleeved sweater and matching shorts, he made his way to the mirror. With careful attention, he smoothed on his skincare and finished with a layer of strawberry lip balm, noticing how tender and swollen his lips looked—a sure sign of Jungkook's lingering touch. Taehyung caught himself smiling, an unmistakable lovestruck look in his eyes. The thought of their first intimate moment—how unguarded, how utterly romantic it had been—left his heart racing. It was something out of a dream, one he never imagined could be so intense and unforgettable.