Volume 1
[𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥]
❝𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐧, 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞❞
Top Taehyung
Bottom Jungkook
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"Taehyung, Promise your mother, that you will not marry Jeon Jungkook at any cost.
I accept the deàth rather...
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Jungkook couldn't take it anymore—the pain, the hollow ache in her heart that refused to subside.
It felt as if every corner of her body was screaming for solace, for relief from the crushing emptiness that Kara's words had left behind.
She had spent what felt like an eternity curled against the door, her heart warring between the past she couldn't change and the future she was terrified of losing. But in the end, there was only one truth she couldn't deny—one person who had always been there, despite the storm raging around them.
Taehyung.
The one who had always been there for her, even when the truth of his father's actions felt like an insurmountable barrier between them.
The door separating them was no longer enough to keep her heart from breaking open. She couldn't stay hidden behind the wood, unable to breathe, unable to think.
Taehyung was on the other side, his pain, his desperation to be with her pressing through the cracks of the door, and Jungkook realized something in that moment.
She was afraid.
Afraid of the truth.
Afraid of facing him, of facing the world that had been twisted by her family's past. But more than that, she was afraid of losing him. Losing the one person who had been her constant, who had always tried to protect her, despite everything.
With a shaky breath, Jungkook pushed herself up from the floor and wiped the stream of tears. She couldn't let the silence between them grow any deeper. She couldn't let the door stay between them, a barrier that had no right to exist anymore.
Her hand reached for the door handle, trembling, as if the very act of opening it would tear her apart.
The door creaked open, and Taehyung was right there.
He shot up instantly, his dark eyes widening with something raw—relief, desperation, something deeper, something that made Jungkook's breath hitch. His lips parted, like he wanted to say something, but he never got the chance.
Because Jungkook moved.
She slammed into him with such force that it sent them both stumbling back a step, her arms locking around his torso, fingers digging into his back like she was afraid he'd disappear if she didn't hold on tight enough.
A choked sound tore from her throat as she buried her face into his chest, her body wracked with the kind of sobs that came from a place too deep to name. Her shoulders shook violently, her breath ragged, and she didn't care that she was falling apart right there in his arms.
Taehyung stiffened for half a second, just a breath, before he melted.
His arms came around her in an instant, wrapping around her small frame, crushing her against him with a force that bordered on desperation. One hand tangled in her hair, the other splayed against her lower back, pressing her so close that not even air could slip between them.
