Bobba Tae

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Taehyung stepped out of his sleek black car, holding a blushing and squirming Jungkook securely in his arms. Jungkook had insisted on coming to the office with him, claiming he felt "Tae-sick" a term Taehyung found both adorable and hilarious. As much as Taehyung tried to convince Jungkook that he’d only be gone for a few hours, his bobba bun had clung to him with those big, pleading doe eyes. And who was he to deny his precious husband anything?

The moment Taehyung’s polished shoes touched the ground, his best friend and business partner, Jimin, approached them with a mischievous grin. Dressed sharply in a tailored suit, Jimin raised an eyebrow at the sight before him and whistled teasingly.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Jimin smirked, folding his arms. His eyes sparkled with mischief as they landed on Jungkook, who was half-hiding his face in Taehyung’s chest. “Isn’t this the cutest thing I’ve seen all week? Our very own Mrs. Kim, blessing us with his presence! Right, Jungkook-ah?”

Jungkook peeked out shyly, his cheeks a deep shade of pink. “H-Hyung…” he stuttered, burying his face back into Taehyung’s chest. His small fists clung to Taehyung’s suit jacket, making him look even more like the adorable bobba ball Jimin was teasing him about.

Taehyung chuckled, adjusting Jungkook in his arms as if he weighed nothing. “Don’t tease him too much, Jimin. My bobba just missed me,” he said, his voice dripping with fondness. “Besides, shouldn’t you be working instead of making my husband blush?”

Jimin rolled his eyes playfully but couldn’t hide his grin. “I’m just saying, Tae. You’re so whipped it’s almost embarrassing. Carrying him in like this? Everyone’s going to lose their minds.”

Jungkook whined softly, tugging on Taehyung’s jacket. “Hyungie… put me down. Everyone’s staring…”

Taehyung smirked, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Jungkook’s forehead. “Let them stare. I’m proud of you, bobba. Besides,” he teased, “you’re the most precious thing in this entire company.”

Jimin laughed, clapping Taehyung on the back. “You two are too much. Fine, I’ll stop teasing. Come on, Mrs. Kim. Let’s show you around your husband’s empire.”

Taehyung carried Jungkook inside, his arm never leaving his bobba’s waist even after putting him down. And while Jungkook remained shy and flustered, he secretly loved the attention and the way Taehyung never let go of him.

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Jungkook wandered the vast halls of Kim Empire with Jimin, his "mini Hyung," who treated him like the younger brother he never had. Although Jungkook had visited before, his busy schedule as South Korea’s top photographer kept him away for months. Today, he was free, exploring the empire his husband built while enjoying Jimin's playful yet comforting company.

As they passed a sleek door with the sign The AgustD Studio 🎙️, Jungkook’s eyes widened in awe. He tugged on Jimin’s sleeve, whispering, “Hyung… is that really AgustD’s studio?”

Jimin chuckled. “Yes, bobba. Wanna meet him? He’s in there.”

Jungkook hesitated, fidgeting with his fingers, but Jimin was already knocking. A deep, smooth voice called out, “Come in.”

As they entered, the room exuded the cool, creative energy of a professional artist. Behind a console sat Min Yoongi, famously known as AgustD, his piercing eyes softening the moment he saw Jimin. A small smile tugged at his lips as he stood to greet them.

“Jimin-ah,” Yoongi said warmly, pulling him into a hug and accepting the playful kiss Jimin planted on his cheek.

Jimin grinned, turning to Jungkook. “Hyung, this is Jungkook—our one and only adorable Mrs. Kim. And Kookie, this is Min Yoongi, also known as AgustD, or my husband.”