Fluent In Silence [Taekook]

Chapter 37 : A garden in bloom

Through the jet’s sleek glass, the clouds unfurled like vast cotton fields, soft and endless, stretching beneath them in waves. The sky was an ethereal mix of soft grays and silvery whites.

Taehyung's eyes lingered on the view beyond the jet's window, his face reflecting a mix of happiness and quiet sadness.

Jungkook, seated next to him, stole occasional glances at him while finishing a call, his deep voice a soft murmur against the stillness. As he ended the call, Jungkook's full attention shifted to Taehyung.

Without a word, Jungkook reached for the wine bottle on the table in front of him, pouring a generous amount into his glass. He swirled the ruby liquid thoughtfully, and then he leaned back comfortably, his gaze softening as it rested on Taehyung.

“Baby, come here,” Jungkook said, his voice low and inviting. He patted his lap, gesturing for Taehyung to sit on his lap. His dark eyes never leave from his fiance.

Quietly Taehyung settled gently onto Jungkook’s lap. Jungkook's strong arms wrapped around Taehyung’s waist, pulling him closer as though to shield him from the weight of his thoughts.

Taehyung’s gaze drifted again out the window. Curled up on Jungkook’s lap like a contented child, his head nestled softly against Jungkook’s shoulder as he took slow, peaceful breaths. 

Jungkook’s strong hand traced soothing circles along Taehyung’s back, his other hand cradling the glass of wine. He sipped thoughtfully, his eyes occasionally lowering to the boy in his arms, his fondness deepening with every quiet glance.

There was a tenderness in the way he held him, as though the world outside the window no longer mattered, only the boy in his arms.

Thick clouds drifted by in a hazy, dreamlike blur, watched only by Taehyung. They were on Jungkook’s private jet, soaring toward a destination that would define the most significant day of their lives.

Despite the joy blooming in his chest, Taehyung’s thoughts wandered, a faint shadow of sadness touching his expression. Yet, at this moment—with Jungkook by his side and the promise of what lay ahead—he felt nothing short of bliss.

Taehyung stayed silent, not wanting to trouble Jungkook with even the slightest hint of his sadness. But Jungkook was Jungkook—his lover, the one who could read his silence as clearly as spoken words.

“Yes, Baby,” Jungkook murmured, his voice a gentle nudge for Taehyung to share his thoughts even though Taehyung uttered nothing. 

The younger male remained silent before he whispered “Nothing.”

However, Jungkook was unsatisfied as his gaze remained fixed on the male in his lap, awaiting Taehyung to share his thoughts.

“Sorry… please, don’t worry, not even a little,” Taehyung murmured, his soft voice breaking the silence. He looked up, his gaze meeting with Jungkook's who was already looking at him.

Jungkook glanced down, struggling to suppress a smile at the sight of his beautiful boy gazing up at him, looking irresistibly adorable.

Gently, he set the wine glass on the side table, his attention now fully on Taehyung.Jungkook leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on Taehyung's forehead.

“I’m not worried—I’m just devoted to you,” Jungkook murmured, his deep voice carrying a tender sincerity.

“I see the boundless joy within you today, but I also feel the touch of sadness in your eyes, Taehyung.” 

Taehyung simply listened to him and hesitated, his gaze drifting downward, shadows of unspoken thoughts flitting across his face. He opened his mouth to speak, then caught himself, his words fading into silence.