A lie

part 28

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Days turned into a week, and Jungkook found himself adapting seamlessly to life in Taehyung's village. It wasn't the sprawling luxury he was used to, but there was a charm in its simplicity that made his heart feel lighter.

He loved how welcoming everyone was, especially Taehee. Despite the language barrier, her affection felt like sunlight-a warmth he hadn't experienced in years. Jimin's constant teasing also brought a sense of lightheartedness that made him laugh even when he didn't fully understand the jokes.

But most of all, it was Taehyung who captivated him.

They spent their days exploring new places-the vibrant fields, the winding canals, and the little nooks that Taehyung called his childhood treasures. At night, they returned to Taehyung's modest home, sharing stories, meals, and-reluctantly at first-a room.

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One afternoon, Taehee asked Taehyung to help with some work on the farm. Jungkook, curious as always, decided to tag along.

The sun was blazing, casting golden light over the vast fields. Jungkook sat under the shade of a large tree, sipping water and watching as Taehyung worked. At first, it was pure admiration. Taehyung was focused, his movements precise as he operated the machine, his strong hands skillfully managing the equipment.

But as the minutes passed, something shifted within Jungkook.

Taehyung wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, the sweat glistening on his skin. His loose shirt clung to his toned frame, highlighting his broad shoulders and lean muscles. Jungkook swallowed hard, feeling a strange flutter in his chest.

And then it happened.

Taehyung pulled off his shirt, tossing it aside without a second thought. His tanned skin gleamed in the sunlight, the lines of his muscular torso so perfect they looked almost unreal.

Jungkook's breath hitched. His water bottle slipped from his hands, landing with a soft thud on the ground.

He tried to look away-really, he did-but his eyes betrayed him, drawn back to Taehyung's figure like a magnet.

What is wrong with me? Jungkook thought, his heart racing.

He had seen countless models, actors, and celebrities in his line of work-men and women who were objectively beautiful. But none of them had ever made him feel like this.

He tried so hard, to not to look at the shirtless man, but no, his eyes were against him.

Even though taehyung hasn't abs or eight packs, but his body was like a person who do excercise on daily basis. Or maybe it wasn't excercise but the heavy work which taehyung does in fields.

Even though taehyung wasn't white, he was tanned which is rare in korea, giving him asian look. Jungkook's mouth parted unknowingly, when he saw taehyung's veiny hands. They were literally something, sending electricity inside jungkook's body.

No, what I'm thinking. No no I shouldn't. I-I have boyfriend. I- shouldn't d-do this.

Jungkook's heart beating fast watching taehyung' busy in his work without caring the storm which was going inside jungkook.

Jungkook felt shame and embarrassed but he didn't look away from a man who's nothing but his bodyguard.

Everything was even okay until the evening came, taehyung had done all the work in fields.

Jungkook's breath hitched when he saw taehyung directly jumping in the small canal, which passed in between their fields.

How shameful, his feet couldn't stand there and he went to see taehyung, how disgrace.