Infinite Tsukuyomi (無限月読) //Taekook

Chapter: 29

After kiss Taehyung stumbled back, heart racing. His voice trembled as he spoke.

"J-Jungkook... W-what was that?"

Jungkook's expression was composed but intense. "A kiss," he said firmly.

"Why? Did you think it was something more?"

Taehyung's throat went dry.

"I-I mean... it's not right. Please, don't do this again."

Jungkook's eyes locked onto his, unwavering and piercing. His calm demeanor only made the weight of his words heavier.

"I don't take orders, Taehyung." His voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable edge.

"You think you can tell me what to do?"

Taehyung's heart pounded, his voice barely a whisper.

"It's n-not like that j-Jungkook, please—"

"I'll do what I want," Jungkook said, his tone even but firm. His gaze lingered, making Taehyung feel as though every secret he held was laid bare.

Without another word, Jungkook turned and started walked , his calm yet commanding presence lingering in the room, leaving Taehyung breathless and conflicted.

As Jungkook paused at the door, turning his head slightly. His voice was calm

"Be in bed. I'll be there in five minutes."

Taehyung's eyes widened in disbelief.

"W-what?"

Jungkook didn't bother repeating himself. His intense gaze lingered on Taehyung for a moment before he walked out, his  demeanor masking the possessiveness simmering beneath the surface.

Taehyung stood frozen, his thoughts racing. Despite the calmness in Jungkook's tone, the weight of those words settled heavily in the room, making it impossible to ignore.

After some time jungkook join Tae in bed.....
Taehyung lay stiffly on the bed, his back pressed against Jungkook's firm chest. Jungkook's arm was draped securely around his waist, holding him in place with a possessive yet composed grip.

Taehyung felt tense, completely aware of Jungkook's presence—the warmth of his body and the slow, even breaths brushing against the back of his neck.

He hadn't imagined their reunion would unfold like this. Everything felt surreal and weird.

Despite his discomfort, Taehyung turned around to face Jungkook but
He couldn't find the courage to shift away from Jungkook's hold. Jungkook's calm yet intense aura kept him rooted in place.

Breaking the silence, Taehyung hesitantly spoke.

"H-how was your journey?"

Jungkook's reply was short, almost indifferent. "Good."

Taehyung swallowed, feeling more uneasy. "And...the years you've been away?"

"Good," Jungkook said again, his tone heavier and detached.

Taehyung's brows furrowed in frustration at the lack of details.

"Did you meet anyone special?"

"No," Jungkook said , as though the topic didn't warrant much attention.

Silence settled between them once more. Taehyung's discomfort lingered, but Jungkook's steady breathing and firm hold gradually made it difficult for him to maintain his guard.

Despite himself, Taehyung's body began to relax, his tense muscles softening against Jungkook's composed presence.

But even as sleep threatened to take over, Taehyung's mind raced with unanswered questions and the odd circumstances of their reunion.