✓BunBun Mine // taekook

Chapter 56

Some passionate feelings require the right age, a mature mind, and the perfect timing for one to truly comprehend them. Teens caught between childhood and adulthood remain unaware of many profound aspects of love and intimacy. Their limited understanding often ignites a flickering fear deep within their hearts.

Jungkook was familiar with the concept of marriage and had tasted the sweetness of love. His tender heart danced with restless butterflies whenever affection graced his mind. But when it came to the physical aspects, he was not entirely informed. To him, love was delicate, soft, and nurturing—a term far removed from anything intense or overwhelming.

Taehyung’s earlier words, meant to reassure, but they had the opposite effect on him. Like a flower wilting under harsh sunlight, Jungkook crumbled under the weight of anxiety and fear of the unknown. His entire body trembled with waves of unease. Tears threatened to fall as he repeatedly heard Taehyung’s voice calling out to him, yet he couldn’t muster the courage to respond. Too ashamed to share the deep-rooted fear within him, he finally gave in after continuous calls, his trembling hand hesitantly reaching for the doorknob. He cracked it open, peeking out with a lifeless, fear-laden gaze.

Taehyung stood outside the bathroom, his heart twisting painfully at the sight before him. Jungkook's frail form and lifeless eyes resembled a trapped bird desperately flapping to escape its cage. A tormenting pain spread through Taehyung's left slide of the chest as he realized Jungkook's distressed state. On such a night, he had never imagined seeing his precious Bunbun in this broken condition.

Without hesitation, Taehyung pushed the door open and gently pulled Jungkook’s fragile, trembling body into his arms. Holding him close, he softly asked, his voice laced with concern, “What’s wrong, Bunbun? Why are you shaking like this?”

Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s firm waist and buried his face in his broad chest, sobbing quietly. Taehyung froze in shock for a moment, his mind rattled by Jungkook’s unexpected outburst of tears. Inside, a storm raged at the sight of his love breaking down, yet outwardly, he remained calm—still as a river gently flowing through the years. He neither scolded nor expressed anger. Instead, he pulled Jungkook closer, his voice tender as he asked, "Why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell, hmm?"

Jungkook squirmed with embarrassment. Still, a voice deep within urged him to share his thoughts with Taehyung. Yet, bound by shyness and hesitation, he couldn't bring himself to. Through restrained sobs, he simply managed to say, "In my purse… Suzy gave me some medicine."

The words weren’t entirely clear, but Taehyung understood. He hugged Jungkook tighter before guiding him to sit on the bed, brushing aside the flowers scattered there. Kneeling beside him, concern evident in his gaze, Taehyung softly asked, "Do you want some water?"

Jungkook nodded silently.

He did.

Jungkook's throat felt parched as if a desert had formed inside him, and his chest felt tight. He longed for water and reassurance, wishing he could unburden himself of the sudden fear surrounding marriage. But in this moment, the closest and dearest person to him was his husband, Taehyung. Yet, something about his innate nature—perhaps his youth or natural restraint have kept him from fully opening up.

Taehyung, noticing his condition, brought a glass of water to Jungkook’s lips and helped him drink. Afterward, he fetched the purse and retrieved the medicines. Recognizing them instantly, he found painkillers he had already kept for Jungkook alongside some pills. But why was Jungkook so afraid of them? Taehyung's brows furrowed as he deliberated, and with a sharp tone, he asked, "Who gave these to you?"

Jungkook replied in a shaky voice, holding back tears, "Suzy."

Taehyung’s brows knit together tightly, his expression turning sharp. "What did she say to you when she gave these?" he asked, his tone tinged with urgency.