Hearts on the line

Chapter 27 : The Party Unfolds

It was around 7 PM when Jungkook woke up, his body aching from the intensity of the previous moments. But then he remembered—he had just shared his first time with Taehyung. A soft smile spread across his face as he glanced at the still-sleepy Taehyung lying next to him. Unable to help himself, he giggled, the sound light and playful.

The giggle stirred Taehyung, his eyes fluttering open to see Jungkook smiling at him. Taehyung’s lips curled into a soft smile as he stretched out, his voice hushed with warmth. "How are you feeling, love?"

Jungkook smirked and teasingly replied, "I felt so good with you inside me." He saw the immediate flush on Taehyung's face, his words making the older man shy. Taehyung’s face turned a deep shade of red, and Jungkook could see him struggling to maintain his composure.

"But it hurts like hell now," Jungkook continued, his teasing tone never wavering.

Taehyung’s shyness only seemed to deepen at the remark, but he couldn’t help but feel a sense of warmth at Jungkook’s boldness. However, Jungkook wasn’t done teasing yet. "You weren’t that shy when you were inside me," he said with a sly grin, leaning in closer.

Taehyung's ears went red in embarrassment, and before he could respond, he buried his face in Jungkook's neck, too shy to face him now.

Jungkook, on the other hand, was caught off guard. His eyes widened, and he cursed under his breath. "Shit, I need to attend the event business party," he muttered, suddenly remembering his responsibilities.

Taehyung, still nestled in his neck, blinked in confusion. "The event? What event?" he asked, his voice muffled by Jungkook's skin.

The sudden shift from their intimate moment to business caught Taehyung off guard, and Jungkook’s change in demeanor left him feeling a little unsure about what was going to happen next.

Jungkook shifted, now sitting up and looking at Taehyung with a serious expression. "My dad's going to introduce me to the world of business today," he explained softly. "As you know, I'll soon take over my dad's position."

Taehyung's eyes softened, filled with pride as he looked at Jungkook. "I am proud of you, and I'll be behind you, like your guard," Taehyung said, his voice steady and full of sincerity. Jungkook felt a rush of warmth at those words. Taehyung wasn’t just proud of him, he was genuinely supporting him, something Jungkook valued deeply. Taehyung never treated him differently because of his wealth, nor did he show any signs of jealousy. Even though Jungkook was far richer and had a stronger family background, Taehyung had always remained humble and kind, never making Jungkook feel superior or inferior. It made Jungkook love him even more.

"I’m also proud of you, my Taehyung hyungie," Jungkook replied with a smile, his voice filled with affection. He then took his phone and typed a quick message to Jimin, letting him know that he needed to get ready fast. But as soon as Jimin saw the message, he started cursing at Jungkook, complaining about how late it was and how unprepared he was.

Taehyung couldn’t help but chuckle at Jungkook’s pouty lips, amused by the way Jimin was treating him. Jungkook, looking dramatically hurt, looked over at Taehyung. "Did you see how Jimin hyung treated me?" he asked in mock indignation.

Taehyung only smiled at Jungkook, his eyes warm and fond.

Jungkook, trying to lighten the mood, then said, "Dad said to bring you along too," surprising Taehyung. "Really? Why?" Taehyung asked, his curiosity piqued. Jungkook grinned, eyes playful. "So that I don’t have to be alone, silly hyung."

Taehyung’s heart warmed at the thought. He didn’t want Jungkook to feel alone either, especially with such an important event ahead.

Just as they were both getting ready, Jungkook winced as he tried to stand up, his body still sore from earlier. Taehyung’s eyes shot to him in concern, his body tensing at the sight of Jungkook’s discomfort. "Baby, take the painkillers," Taehyung said quickly, pulling the bottle out and handing it to Jungkook. "I’m sorry, Kook, I shouldn’t have—"