Untold Truth Of My Husband (Taekookff) 18+

part 23

Three weeks had passed since the incident. During this time, Taehyung and Jungkook visited Jin and Namjoon daily, sometimes stopping by in the evenings when work kept them busy.

It was lunchtime, and Taehyung sat alone in the hospital’s lunchroom, his meal untouched as he texted Jungkook.

Jungkook: I’ll pick you up at 6.

Taehyung: I’ll be waiting for you ❤️.

Jungkook: Don’t say things like that—I might just come get you right now 😏.

Taehyung chuckled softly at his husband’s cheesy line. He thanked the heavens that Jungkook had returned to his usual self. He quickly typed back.

Taehyung: Stop it, Koo.

Jungkook: Okay, okay, my love. See you later. Love you.

Taehyung: I Love you too 💋.

Jungkook: Nooo…Now I really want to kiss you 🥺.

Taehyung: 😆😆.

“You know, you shouldn’t be using your phone while eating,” a voice interrupted from behind. Taehyung turned to find Dr. Hwang Hyunjin, the new transfer who had replaced Yoongi a week ago. Hyunjin had recently joined the pack after relocating from the U.S.

“Hello, Doctor,” Taehyung greeted politely.

“Call me Hyunjin,” he replied, holding a tray of food. “May I join you?”

“Sure,” Taehyung said with a nod, gesturing to the seat across from him.

“Thanks,” Hyunjin said as he sat down. The two ate in silence for a while until Hyunjin broke it.

“So, how does it feel?” he asked casually.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow. “Feel what?”

“To live such a... normal life with all those powers, you know you’re the Enigma after all” Hyunjin clarified, his tone genuinely curious.

Taehyung smiled. “It feels great, actually. Connecting with the pack members, understanding their struggles, and treating them... It’s fulfilling.”

Hyunjin nodded, taking in Taehyung’s pride. “It shows. The pack connects with you easily. Even as someone new here, I can see how safe they feel around you.”

Taehyung’s smile widened. “That’s good to hear. It’s something I’m really proud of.”

Hyunjin observed Taehyung closely as he absentmindedly picked cilantro out of his food. Without commenting on it, he ventured another question.

“Do you mind if I ask you something more personal?”

“Go ahead,” Taehyung replied.

“Do you feel... triggered by me, in any way? I mean, as an Alpha, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Taehyung’s expression softened. “Not anymore. But if this was six months ago, I might’ve ripped your head off by now.”

Hyunjin froze, his chopsticks halting mid-air, a nervous swallow escaping him.

Taehyung burst out laughing. “I’m joking. Relax. I don’t feel any bad vibes from you—we’re cool.”

Hyunjin chuckled nervously, though his gaze lingered on Taehyung’s smile for a second too long.

“Cool. Yeah, we’re cool,” Hyunjin muttered, focusing on his food again.

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That evening, Taehyung said goodbye to the last patient and tidied the clinic, he stepped outside to wait for Jungkook. Hyunjin happened to exit at the same time. Wearing regular clothes.