TAEKOOK (SHOT MOVIES )

MY COLD HUSBAND ❤️💦🔞 (PART-2)

Jungkook walked into the kitchen, expecting to see Taehyung busy making breakfast. But instead, he was surprised to see the housekeeper, Mrs. Kim, expertly flipping pancakes on the stovetop.

Taehyung was nowhere to be seen, but Jungkook's eyes scanned the room, searching for him. That's when he spotted him, sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of coffee and staring intently at his phone.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, expecting Taehyung to look up and acknowledge him. But to his surprise, Taehyung didn't even flinch. He just kept staring at his phone, his expression neutral.

Jungkook felt a pang of irritation. Was Taehyung ignoring him on purpose? He tried to brush it off, telling himself that he didn't care. But as he poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table, he couldn't help but sneak glances at Taehyung.

Taehyung, however, remained oblivious, his eyes fixed on his phone as if it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen. Jungkook's irritation grew, and he found himself wondering what was going on. Was Taehyung still upset about their argument? And why was he ignoring him like this?
Jungkook's voice was low and smooth, but it carried a hint of authority as he spoke. "If you want to drink coffee, drink it at the dining table, not on the kitchen counter."

Taehyung's eyes snapped up, locking onto Jungkook's face. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air thick with tension.

Then, with a deliberate slowness, Taehyung raised his cup to his lips and took a sip of his coffee... right there on the kitchen counter.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in frustration. He knew that Taehyung was doing this on purpose, just to spite him.

But Taehyung just smiled to himself, a mischievous glint in his eye. He was determined to push Jungkook's buttons, to get a reaction out of him.

And as he took another sip of his coffee, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He was getting under Jungkook's skin, and he knew it.
Jungkook's voice was laced with frustration as he threw up his hands and said, "Do whatever you want, Tae."

Taehyung's eyes sparkled with triumph as he turned to Mrs. Kim, who was watching the exchange with interest. "Kim, can you please make sure to pass on a message to everyone in the household?" he asked, his voice sweet and innocent.

Mrs. Kim nodded, curious about what Taehyung was going to say. "Of course, young master. What's the message?"

Taehyung's smile grew wider as he said, "Please tell them that I'm not deaf, and I don't need anyone to tell me what I should or shouldn't do. It's a simple message, but I think it needs to be said."

The message was clearly directed at Jungkook, and Mrs. Kim's eyes flicked to the younger man, who was standing with his arms crossed, looking furious.

Taehyung, on the other hand, looked like the cat who had swallowed the canary. He was clearly pleased with himself, and Jungkook's anger only seemed to be fueling his own amusement.
As Jungkook said in cold what wrong with u....
Taehyung's smile never wavered as he turned to face Jungkook, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "What's wrong with me?" he repeated, his voice dripping with innocence. "Nothing's wrong with me, husband. I'm just perfectly fine."