Once Upon A Broken Heart || Taekook

Chapter 47 - Flirt

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The red carpet shimmered under the camera flashes which strobed like lightning as Taehyung and Jungkook stepped out of the sleek black Benz. The buzz in the air grew electric the moment they emerged, the crowd's excited murmurs giving way to the rapid clicks of cameras.

Jungkook's arm wrapped securely around Taehyung's waist, holding him close as they began their walk down the carpet. His touch was protective yet gentle, a silent statement to the world that Taehyung was his.

The media erupted into a frenzy, shouting questions and snapping pictures relentlessly.

"Mr. Jeon! Over here!"

"Taehyung-ssi, how does it feel to attend with Jungkook-ssi?"

"Are you two officially a couple?"

Taehyung felt a pang of nervousness but quickly masked it with a confident smile. Jungkook leaned closer, his breath warm against Taehyung's ear.

"Don't mind them," he murmured softly, his voice low and calming. "Just look at me."

Taehyung tilted his head slightly, meeting Jungkook's gaze. "Easy for you to say. You're used to this chaos."

Jungkook smirked, his thumb brushing soothing circles against Taehyung's side. "True, but you're a natural. Just keep walking, love. You've already stolen the spotlight."

Taehyung laughed softly, feeling his tension melt away as they continued down the carpet, the world watching their every move.

As they posed for the cameras, Jungkook tilted his head slightly, speaking low enough for only Taehyung to hear. "They can take as many pictures as they want. I want the world to know you're mine."

Taehyung's cheeks warmed at the possessive undertone, his lips quirked into a playful smile as he whispered back, "Oh, is that so? What if I want the world to know you're mine instead?"

Jungkook's smirk faltered for a moment, replaced by a look of amused surprise. "Touché," he muttered under his breath, his grip on Taehyung's waist tightening slightly.

Taehyung chuckled softly, his confidence blooming under Jungkook's gaze. "See? Two can play this game, Mr. Jeon."

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The grand ballroom of the luxury hotel was a dazzling spectacle, its high ceilings adorned with cascading crystal chandeliers that sparkled like stars. The polished marble floors reflected the golden glow of the ambient lighting, and the air buzzed with conversations mingled with the soft strains of a live orchestra.

As Jungkook and Taehyung entered, the atmosphere shifted. Heads turned, conversations faltered, and all eyes seemed drawn to the pair. Together, they exuded a magnetism that was impossible to ignore.

Jungkook, ever the commanding presence, was immediately approached by a group of elite businessmen the hosts of the gathering. Yet, even as he conversed, his arm remained securely around Taehyung's waist, a silent but firm declaration of his pride and possessiveness.

Taehyung, on the other hand, was the epitome of elegance. His every move subtle, graceful spoke volumes. He stood tall beside Jungkook, clad in an exquisite purple dress that shimmered under the golden chandeliers.

The gown hugged his figure gracefully, the color a rich, regal contrast to Jungkook's tailored black suit. Taehyung's elegance radiated with an almost otherworldly glow, leaving the onlookers captivated and whispering behind their champagne flutes.