Unbinding Tradition

74. Ace ♠️

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The early morning sun bathed the Jeon residence in a soft golden glow, its warm rays slipping through the intricately carved jharokhas. The air was crisp, filled with the faint chirping of birds and the subtle scent of wet soil from the garden below, where Raghu Kaka was diligently tending to the plants.

In the open veranda, Jungkook was immersed in his morning workout, his body glistening with sweat as he pushed himself through another set of push-ups. His arms flexed with each downward motion, the taut muscles of his shoulders and back shifting fluidly under the soft morning light.

With every push-up, his breath came out in controlled exhales, his chest expanding and contracting rhythmically. The sharp definition of his abdomen muscles, the sheen of sweat sliding down his sculpted back, and the determined expression on his face made him look nothing short of a warrior in training.

Even in such a simple act, there was a sense of power and discipline-a silent dominance that radiated from him effortlessly.

Tae, having just woken up, stretched her arms above her head, letting out a soft yawn as the morning sun kissed her face. She stood on the balcony of their bedroom, her gaze naturally drifting downward.

And there he was.

Her own husband, looking like a deity sculpted by the gods themselves, completely absorbed in his morning routine.

Tae leaned over the railing, her eyes trailing over his sweat-slicked form, admiring the sharp lines of his physique-his broad shoulders, the powerful flex of his arms, and the way his hair stuck to his forehead, damp from exertion.

A slow smile crept onto her lips.

Tae- How is it fair that someone looks this good while just working out? (she thought, sighing dramatically)

She shook her head, quickly scolding herself.

Tae- No, no, Tae. Your thoughts are polluting. You should only think about sweet and nice things, otherwise, what will the baby think?

She placed her hand gently on her swollen belly, her tone shifting into mock complaint.

Tae- See, baby? Your father is out here looking like a King in disguise, and your mother is losing her mind watching him. Not fair, right?

She pouted, lightly tapping her belly as if the baby inside would respond to her frustrations.

Just as Tae was in the middle of her one-sided argument with her unborn child, Jungkook rose from the ground, his breath heavy from completing his hundredth push-up.

He reached for the towel draped over the veranda railing, wiping his sweat off, when his gaze landed on Tae.

Her adorable pout, the way she was murmuring to her belly, pointing at it accusingly, made his lips curl into an amused smirk.

Feeling mischievous, he lifted his fingers to his lips and whistled sharply, making her eyes snap toward him.

Tae's eyebrows arched, her expression quickly shifting to mild annoyance and embarrassment at being caught staring.

Jungkook, still smirking, lifted a brow playfully before winking at her.

Tae's eyes widened in disbelief.

Tae- Did he just-

Before she could even process his actions, Jungkook suddenly turned and sprinted inside the house, disappearing from sight.

Tae frowned, peering down in confusion.

Tae- Where did he run off to so suddenly?

She sighed, shaking her head, dismissing his antics as another one of his unpredictable moods.