What will happen when a man found himself pr@gnant by a Teen@ger
Kim Taehyung 29 years old , doing a normal job like other people , he was happy in his life until a day he met...
Taehyung was lying peacefully in his room, deep in sleep. The door creaked open softly after a gentle knock, but since there was no answer, the person outside decided to step in. As soon as he saw Taehyung asleep, a small smile spread across his face. Jungkook couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth as he watched the elder. He walked closer and sat down beside him, admiring Taehyung's calm, sleepy face.
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Jungkook let out a soft sigh, his smile never fading. He had been looking forward to this moment, wanting to say goodbye to Taehyung before heading off to his last exam. It had been a long week, and finally, today was the day. His last exam. The end was almost here, and Jungkook couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and excitement.
Jungkook looked at Taehyung, his gaze filled with love. He took his time, admiring every detail of the elder's face. Taehyung's beauty never failed to leave him in awe, though it was something he had grown used to. Even so, every time he looked at Taehyung, he felt as though he was seeing him for the first time. It was almost as if Taehyung's face had the power to surprise him, no matter how many times he saw it. Jungkook couldn't help but feel incredibly lucky. How had he, someone who felt so ordinary, ended up with someone like Taehyung? It amazed him every time. Taehyung, with a face that could make anyone fall to their knees, and Jungkook, who often saw himself as the most unwanted person-someone who didn't feel good at anything.
But then, Jungkook remembered something. He wasn't useless. He was good, and Taehyung had told him so. A soft smile spread across his face as he recalled the words Taehyung had said to him once. "What if I'm not handsome?" He said to himself , adjusting his glasses with smile. "I'm a good person. A zero is better than today's heroes." Those words always stayed with Jungkook, giving him comfort when he felt down.
As he sat there, lost in thought, Jungkook suddenly noticed that the bangs of Taehyung's hair had fallen over his face, disturbing his peaceful sleep. They gently brushed against Taehyung's cheek, and Jungkook couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for him. Without thinking, he leaned forward slightly, his fingers reaching out to carefully push the long strands of hair behind Taehyung's ear. The soft motion was enough to make Taehyung smile in his sleep, a subtle but sweet expression that made Jungkook's heart flutter. He stared at the elder with a new closeness between them. His heartbeat quickened as his eyes wandered down to Taehyung's lips, which were soft and pink, looking as delicate as petals.
Jungkook gulped, his heart racing as he leaned in closer. He tried to push away the thought that disturbing someone's sleep wasn't a good habit. All that mattered now was the feeling of Taehyung's soft lips, so close that it seemed like he could almost kiss them. He was so near that they could feel each other's breath, and Jungkook's own breath was heavy and uneven, betraying his nervousness. His anxiety seemed to be stronger than his control, and with every shaky exhale, Taehyung stirred slightly in his sleep.
The soft sound of Jungkook's breathing finally woke Taehyung, his eyes fluttering open just a little, still heavy with sleep. He blinked slowly, his gaze settling on Jungkook, still not fully awake. His eyes were sleepy, but they held a gentle curiosity as he looked at the boy, trying to understand what was happening in his half-conscious state.
