𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍┃𝐓𝐊 ✔

Part : 32 Pervert

As Jungkook and Taehyung stepped onto the bustling set, the noise and activity swirled around them. Staff members were rushing back and forth, carrying equipment and setting up the scene. Among the chaos, Hoseok approached them, his ever-bright demeanor cutting through the tension of the set. 

“Hey, JK!” Hoseok greeted warmly, then turned to Taehyung with a friendly smile. “And Taehyung, good to see you here.” 

Taehyung offered a polite nod in return, mumbling a quiet, “Hello.” 

Hoseok handed a neatly bound script to Jungkook. “Here’s the script for your role,” he said. “You’ve got a few lines to go over before the shoot starts, so make sure to practice. And don’t forget to get ready. The vanity van is all set for you.” He gestured toward the sleek van parked a little way off. 

Jungkook nodded, taking the script as his other hand lightly rested on Taehyung’s lower back, guiding him toward the van. Taehyung followed, curious despite himself. 

When they entered the van, Taehyung’s eyes widened in surprise. The interior was sleek and modern, with plush seating, a small vanity mirror surrounded by lights, and even a mini fridge tucked into the corner. It looked more like a cozy lounge than a mobile dressing room.

“This is…” Taehyung trailed off, glancing around. “Really cool.” 

Jungkook smirked as he tossed the script onto the coffee table before settling onto the couch. “Like it?” he asked casually, glancing at Taehyung’s curious expression. 

Taehyung didn’t respond, still taking in the details. He sat down beside Jungkook, his gaze drifting to the small decorations on the shelves and the luxurious upholstery. Meanwhile, Jungkook picked up the script and began reading, his posture relaxed as he scanned the lines for his role.

The quiet didn’t last long. Suddenly, Jungkook shifted, lying down and resting his head squarely on Taehyung’s lap. 

“Jungkook!” Taehyung exclaimed, startled. 

Jungkook didn’t even look up, simply adjusting his position to get more comfortable as he continued reading. “Hmm?” he hummed, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary. 

Taehyung stiffened, his eyes widening in shock as he looked down at Jungkook. “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice sharp. 

Jungkook didn’t even glance up, flipping to the next page of the script as he adjusted himself to get more comfortable. “Reading,” he replied simply, as if his actions were the most natural thing in the world. 

Taehyung frowned, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Get up,” he said firmly. “Don’t act so… so lovely all of a sudden.” 

Jungkook scoffed softly, his lips curving into a faint smirk. “Lovely?” he echoed, his tone teasing. “Looks like you’re getting back to your old self, pretty hub.” 

Taehyung’s frown deepened, a faint blush creeping up his neck. “Just get up,” he insisted, his hands moving to push Jungkook off his lap. 

But Jungkook didn’t budge. Instead, he leaned further into Taehyung’s lap, letting out a soft sigh of contentment as he refused to move. “Nope,” he said lightly, flipping another page of the script. 

Taehyung’s patience wore thin. He pressed both hands against Jungkook’s shoulder, pushing him off with a little more force. This time, Jungkook relented, sitting up with a dramatic groan. 

Taehyung barely had time to relax before Jungkook moved suddenly, pinning him down against the couch. His weight was firm but not overwhelming, his dark eyes glinting with mischief as he hovered over Taehyung.