Kim Taehyung and Kim Jungkook are secretly married. They have a six-month-old son.
Kim Taehyung is a neurosurgeon. His family is one of the richest in Seoul.He loves his husband and son very much.He will do anything for the safety of his husband and...
A week had passed since that chaotic day at the ground. Jungkook was finally settling into the rhythm of Oxford life. He had become inseparable from his best friend, Mingyu, who was the only one who knew about the "accidental kiss" that haunted Jungkook’s dreams.
They were walking toward the university canteen, laughing about a professor’s joke.
"Come on, Kook! I’m starving," Mingyu said, pulling Jungkook along. "If we don't hurry, the good sandwiches will be gone."
"I’m coming, I’m coming!" Jungkook laughed.
But as soon as they stepped inside the canteen, his laughter died down. His heart skipped a beat, and his feet felt heavy.
There, sitting at a quiet corner table, was the man from the park.
It was Taehyung. He was dressed like a perfect gentleman in a light blue shirt, focused intently on a thick medical textbook. He looked calm, intellectual, and incredibly handsome.
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To Jungkook, this was the mysterious "Senior V."
Jungkook’s face turned a deep shade of crimson instantly. He tried to hide behind Mingyu, but it was too late.
Mingyu, being the observant best friend he was, followed Jungkook’s gaze. He saw the handsome senior and immediately put two and two together. A wicked, playful smirk grew on his face.
"Hey... look at that, Kook," Mingyu whispered, nudging him hard. "Your 'Senior V' is sitting right there. Still looking like a prince, I see."
"Mingyu, stop it! Just walk," Jungkook hissed, his voice trembling with embarrassment.
"Oh, come on! Look at how he’s reading that book. So serious, so cool," Mingyu teased. "Maybe he’s waiting for another 'challenge' kiss? You should go say hi!"
"I am going to kill you," Jungkook muttered, ducking his head and trying to walk past.
At that exact moment, as if he felt the weight of their gaze, Taehyung looked up.
His eyes scanned the room and landed directly on Jungkook. He recognized those big, doe-like eyes and that cute, nervous energy immediately. Remembering the "kiss" from a week ago, a soft, polite smile touched Taehyung’s lips. He didn't look angry, he looked genuinely intrigued.
Jungkook, who was trying to take a sip of water from his bottle while walking, caught the eye contact and the smile. He immediately choked, coughing and sputtering as the water went down the wrong pipe.
"Careful there, lover boy!" Mingyu laughed, patting Jungkook’s back way too hard. "He just smiled at you, he didn't cast a spell!"
Jungkook’s face was now a brilliant shade of red, partly from choking and partly from pure shyness. He practically dragged Mingyu to a table on the opposite side of the canteen, his heart hammering against his ribs.
