Golden rays of the morning sun cast a gentle glow over the cerulean sea. The sunlight kissed the newlywed couple as they slept peacefully on the yacht.
The night before had been theirs entirely, filled with unrestrained passion as they made love until the dawn until exhaustion overtook them.
Exhausted yet content, they had drifted into a peaceful slumber on the plush couch, tangled in each other’s arms, a picture of serenity as the gentle waves rocked the vessel. The sunlight embracing them is like a silent blessing.
A beautiful, disheveled figure, like a deity draped in love's marks, lay sleeping peacefully on his husband's broad, bare chest.
The marks given by his husband adorned his body as his husband’s tattooed arms were possessive around his soft, petite form.
A thin white cover draped over them, concealing half of their bodies. Jungkook groaned as the sunlight brushed against his face, rousing him from his slumber. Taehyung remained undisturbed as his face buried against Jungkook's chest.
The mafia’s gaze lingered tenderly on his husband, nestled peacefully against his chest. A soft smile curled on his lips as he watched the serene beauty of Taehyung, feeling an overwhelming wave of love for him.
The sight of his sleepy husband, so peaceful and content, filled Jungkook with tenderness.
He knew how exhausted Taehyung must be. The night had been long, filled with passion and desire, as Jungkook had indulged every inch of his affection, taking Taehyung to the brink and beyond.
Taehyung stirred slightly as the sunlight caressed his face, prompting him to snuggle closer into Jungkook's warmth. Jungkook chuckled softly, his heart swelling with affection. Carefully lifting Taehyung in his arms, Jungkook walked toward their bedroom just ahead.
He gently laid Taehyung down on the white king-sized bed, tucking him in with a thin sheet. Then, he placed an extra pillow on Taehyung's chest. Instinctively, Taehyung wrapped his arms around it, hugging it close, and drifted back into a peaceful sleep. Jungkook smiled at him.
Jungkook took in every detail of Taehyung’s slumbering form—the faint bruises of hickeys scattered across his neck and chest, his tousled soft hair framing his sleepy, endearing face. His heart-shaped lips slightly parted, and the delicate sweep of his long eyelashes created a picture of pure serenity. The soft rise and fall of his chest with each breath only deepened Jungkook’s affection, his heart overflowing with love.
With a tender smile, Jungkook placed a soft kiss on his husband's forehead, before quietly slipping away to the bathroom, allowing Taehyung to rest just a little longer.
When Jungkook stepped out of the bathroom wearing a towel, he was greeted by the sight of his pretty boy stirring awake, soft groans escaping Taehyung’s red, swollen lips. Jungkook approached him while drying his damp hair with a towel.
Taehyung slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position on the white bed, his sleepy face scrunching slightly as he tried to open his eyes.
The white curtains blowing in the sea breeze. The light streaming through the open door and large window and balcony made him squint, his delicate features glowing faintly in the golden rays.
“Good morning, my beautiful husband. Did you sleep well?” Jungkook murmured, his voice warm and teasing as he bent down to place a quick, affectionate peck on Taehyung’s lips.
Taehyung clutched the white silk cover tightly around his bare body, his sleepy eyes blinking up at Jungkook with a soft blush tinting his cheeks. He nodded with a small pout, making Jungkook chuckle at the sheer cuteness of his husband.
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Fluent In Silence [Taekook]
Fanfiction***Previous name~~~Mafia in love with quiet boy. A story that reflects how love can be elicited in silence. " His quietness captivated me into his spell " Can a heart hardened by the ruthlessness of the mafia be softened by the quiet, delicate tou...
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