Trouble Tamer

48. Mission Accomplished?

Jungkook paced back and forth across Jimin's living room, lips pursed in thought as Jimin plopped onto the couch, legs tucked under him like he was settling in to watch the drama of the year. A notebook rested on his lap, and he twirled a glittery pen between his fingers. He was excited.

"Alright," Jimin started, tapping the pen against his lip. "Let's break down the basics of seduction, Jungkook. Rule number one—presentation is everything."

Jungkook paused mid-step, eyebrows raised. "Hyung, I know I look good."

Jimin snorted. "And yet, your plan of seduction involves climbing him like a koala. Clearly, your beauty isn't doing all the heavy lifting here."

Jungkook scowled, plopping into the armchair across from him. "Well, excuse me for not being a walking seduction manual."

"That's why you called me," Jimin shot back smugly, and Jungkook lowkey started regretting his decision. "Now, listen carefully. You've already got the looks, but you need to weaponize them."

"Weaponize?" Jungkook tilted his head, confused.

"Yes. The subtle touches, the accidental brushes—hell, even the way you talk! Taehyung already adores you, but if you want him wrapped around your finger, you need to make him suffer in the best way."

Jungkook's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "I like the sound of that. Continue, master."

Jimin bit back a laugh, flicking his pen at him. "Step two—voice modulation."

"What?"

"You have a good voice, Jungkookie," Jimin explained, leaning forward conspiratorially. "If you want to make Taehyung lose his mind, lower your voice when you talk to him. Be all soft and breathy, call him 'hyung' in a way that makes his knees weak."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "You mean... like this?" He let his voice drop an octave, smooth and velvety. "Hyung..."

Jimin clapped his hands, eyes sparkling. "YES! Exactly! Oh my God, if you do that while looking at him through your lashes, he's done for."

A wicked smirk played on Jungkook's lips. "I'm starting to like this lesson."

"Of course you are.: Jimin giggled. "Now, step three—physical contact. Taehyung is a touch-starved man, trust me."

"I already touch him all the time!"

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but there's a difference between clinging to him like a puppy and teasing him. Start small, touch his hand when you talk to him, brush your fingers along his jaw when you compliment him. Make him notice every single touch without realizing it's intentional."

Jungkook chewed his lip in thought, a light flush creeping up his neck. "Okay... so, I touch him, lower my voice, and look good. Got it. What else?"

Jimin's smirk grew wider. "Step four—jealousy. Just a little bit."

Jungkook blinked. "How would I make him jealous? There's literally no one he would be jealous off."

"Exactly." Jimin winked. "Just casually mention how a friend complimented you-"

"That would not work!" The younger interrupts.

"In a sexy way, dude!" Jimin continues. "You can take anyone's name, Hoseok, me, an old friend from college, whatever it takes to make your husband jealous. Make him know what a kind of an irresistible man he has as his husband, make him jealous, baby~"

Jungkook hummed thoughtfully. "Hmm, I could use that."

"And finally..." Jimin closed the notebook with a dramatic snap, standing up with the flair of a true coach. "Confidence. Nothing drives a man wild like someone who knows their worth. You're already Taehyung's weakness, you just need to own it."