. . The next day jungkook is super excited for jet ski.
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Taehyung was building a sand castle while jungkook is enjoying his ride. Then suddenly taehyung felt someone lifting him up from the ground and put him on his shoulder like a rice sack.
Taehyung remained botherless with a pout because he knows who is the person is. It's none other than his alpha husband.
Jungkook laughed heartily, the sound full of mischief as he carried Taehyung toward the jet ski waiting by the shore. “You’re coming with me,” he declared.
Jungkook made him sit on the ski before riding on it. Taehyung huffed lightly, brushing the sand off his hands before settling onto the seat.
"Hold onto me... " Jungkook instructed.
Taehyung obediently wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s torso, his small hands resting against the alpha’s firm chest.
"Let's gooooooo!!... " Jungkook shouted as he started the ski making taehyung giggle.
The jet ski glided smoothly over the waves, with Jungkook skillfully keeping it steady despite small bumps and splashes.The alpha glanced back now and then, his chest warming at the sight of Taehyung’s happy smile.
*
Jungkook went to settle some payments while taehyung was waiting for him. Suddenly taehyung felt someone is watching him. He roamed his eyes around him and found no one. He even re checked his sent blocking patch which jungkook instructed him to wear whenever he is outside.
"Pumpkin.... Follow me.. " The low, teasing voice broke through his thoughts. Taehyung whipped his head toward Jungkook, who had reappeared nearby with a sly grin tugging at his lips.
Taehyung furrowed his browns.. "I am not pumpkin.. "He protested.
Jungkook laughed "yea yea you are not pumpkin but...... Tiny pumpkin... " Jungkook teased.
Taehyung started hitting the alpha's back with his tiny fist,who is walking ahead while laughing without minding those soft feathery hits.
*
Later that afternoon, Jungkook lay sprawled across the plush hotel bed, his toned torso bare as he scrolled through his phone. Taehyung perched comfortably on his abdomen, his legs tucked neatly on either side of Jungkook's waist.
A marker pen was clutched in Taehyung's small hand as he focused intently, drawing little doodles on Jungkook's defined abs.his bare thighs brushing against the alpha’s skin.
Jungkook's phone buzzed, and he answered lazily. "What now, Eric?" he sighed, his free hand absentmindedly caressing Taehyung's bare thighs.
“Boss… boss…” Eric’s voice broke through the moment, muffled by Jungkook’s phone speaker. “When are you coming back? Your cousin brother is eating my brain, asking about your whereabouts.”
