Being the leader of the most ruthless Mafia gang in Seoul, Jeon Jungkook is known to be a person with a heart of stone, never showing a single emotion except anger. He have everything, money, power and a look that can make anyone fall for him. No on...
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As soon as Jungkook entered their bedroom, he closed the door behind them with a soft click, sealing them away from the rest of the world. His eyes locked onto Taehyung, who was still in his grasp, his delicate frame pressed lightly against the door. The soft lighting of the room cast a golden glow on Taehyung's features making him appear even more ethereal.
"Tae", Jungkook whispered, his voice low, filled with a mix of longing and possessiveness. He cupped Taehyung's face gently, his thumb brushing over the smooth curve of his cheek. The innocence in Taehyung's wide, doe-like eyes stirred something deep withing him, a desire to protect, to cherish, and, at this moment, to claim.
Without another word, Jungkook leaned in, his lips capturing Taehyung in a kiss that started soft but quickly grew fervent. His hands slid down to Taehyung's waist, pulling him closer as their breaths mingled. Taehyung's hands instinctively reached up, clutching at the fabric of Jungkook's shirt, his lips parting slightly, to accommodate jungkook's deepening kiss.
The world outside ceased to exist. The worries of the day, the weight of responsibilities, and even the looming mission faded from Jungkook's mind as he focus entirely on the boy in front of him. His kisses become more urgent, moving from Taehyung's lips to the soft curve of his jaw and down to the delicate column of his neck. Taehyung tilted his head back instinctively, granting Jungkook access, his soft breaths turning into quiet gasps as Jungkook's lips left a trail of heat along his skin.
"You're mine", Jungkook murmured against Taehyung's neck, his voice husky and filled with conviction.
Taehyung's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, and he whispered, "Always."
Jungkook's hands slid down to Taehyung's hips, gripping them firmly as he pressed their bodies together. He could feel Taehyung's heart pounding against his chest, mirroring the rhythm of his own. With a sudden movement, Jungkook scooped Taehyung into his arms, carrying him effortlessly towards the waiting bed.
Taehyung let out a soft giggle, the sound like music to Jungkook's ears. "Ggukie...", he began, his voice light with a hint of shyness.
Jungkook smirked down at him, his dark eyes filled with adoration and mischief. "Shh", he said softly, "Let me take care of you tonight."
As he gently laid Taehyung on the bed, the soft sheets cradling him, Jungkook took a moment to admire the boy before him. Taehyung's hair was slightly tousled, his lips swollen from their kisses, and his wide eyes looked up at Jungkook with a mixture of trust and anticipation.
Jungkook leaned over Taehyung, his muscular form enveloping the younger's slender figure. He took a moment to savor the sight of his lover, before lowering his lips to the sensitive skin on Taehyung's neck, planting soft kisses and gentle bites as he made his way down. Taehyung's fingers tangled in his hair, the soft moans falling from his lips like a melody that only Jungkook could hear.
