Revival - From Monochrome To Euphoria

~13~

The night was serene, the moon glowing in all its full glory, casting silvery light across the room. Jungkook sat by the large window on the cushioned seat, his knees pulled to his chest, staring out at the moon. Its soft light painted the room in a tranquil hue, matching the peacefulness of his thoughts.

The gentle stillness was broken by the sound of Taehyung stumbling into the room. Jungkook turned at the commotion, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he saw his husband slightly tipsy, cheeks flushed, and hair tousled from the evening with the boys.

"Taehyung-shii," Jungkook murmured fondly, standing up to steady him.

Taehyung grinned lazily, his eyes half-lidded but filled with warmth as he allowed Jungkook to guide him. His legs wobbled slightly, and before Jungkook could fully support him, Taehyung collapsed onto the bed, pulling Jungkook down with him.

Jungkook's heart fluttered as he found himself cradling Taehyung, his strong yet tender arms wrapped around him. Taehyung's hand came up to gently cup Jungkook's face, his thumb brushing over the softness of his cheek.

"You're so beautiful, Kookie," Taehyung slurred, his voice thick with emotion, and Jungkook felt his cheeks grow warm.

"Taehyung, you're drunk," Jungkook said softly, but his heart raced at the sincerity in his husband's voice.

Taehyung shook his head clumsily. "No... no, listen to me. The day I saw you... in the hospital... you were holding our little flower-our Soobin. You looked so fragile, like a delicate flower yourself, Kookie. And... I fell for you right there. Hiccup But... you didn't know... you didn't know how much I wanted to hold you both. You and our bun... Soobin... my son... no, no, hiccup our son."

Jungkook's breath hitched as tears pricked his eyes. He placed a hand over Taehyung's, leaning into the touch.

"You're my everything, Kookie," Taehyung continued, his voice a whisper now, filled with vulnerability and love. "You and Soobin... you're my family. My life."

Jungkook could only nod, his throat tight with emotion as he pressed his forehead to Taehyung's. The moonlight bathed them both, wrapping them in its gentle glow, a perfect backdrop to the pure, flawed, and beautiful love they shared.

"I love you, Taehyung," Jungkook finally whispered, his voice barely audible.

And in that moment, with Taehyung's soft breaths mingling with his, Jungkook knew their love was unshakable, like the full moon outside bright, eternal, and endlessly pure.

Taehyung, with his half-lidded eyes brimming with warmth, pulled Jungkook closer-so close it felt like their souls were entwined. Jungkook let out a soft gasp, his heartbeat quickening as Taehyung nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

The warmth of Taehyung's breath sent shivers down Jungkook's spine, and the subtle scent of musk and wine mingled with his own peach blossom fragrance, creating an intoxicating mix. Taehyung inhaled deeply, as if grounding himself in the comfort of Jungkook's presence, murmuring something incomprehensible but undeniably filled with affection.

Jungkook's lips parted slightly, ready to speak, but Taehyung's gentle lips pressing against the curve of his neck silenced him. It wasn't just a kiss; it was a silent declaration-a promise of love without words. Taehyung lingered there, his soft kisses turning into playful nibbles, leaving faint marks of his affection as if staking his claim.