You don't love me.

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Another day. Another night. The another time Jungkook is late for their date night. Taehyung,leaning on the railing arms folded on the terrace , his gaze set at the driveway lit up as the night dawns in , longing for the familiar sound of the silent ride which Jungkook comes in. It’s already dark except the little purple lightings Taehyung so excitingly decorated the whole terrace with. His favorite wine unopened placed on the wooden table with two glasses placed upside down and two ramyeon packets with chopsticks placed on top. A quite strange combination if one might ask. But, for the couple, it holds such a importance  to it..the memories of their first date. Jungkook had insisted in getting something better but Taehyung refused and decided on the cliche first date ramyeon. Even after 4 years,that ramyeon still tasted the best of all the meals he had and he’ll ever have.
Taehyung checks his watch,9:16 it read. Letting out a long sigh,he stretches himself. It’s getting a bit chilly so he gets inside abandoning the date setting.He understands Jungkook. He does.That man has so many people working under him so he has to make sure everyone and everything is under control. His perfectionism doesn’t help a bit in this. So,he understands when Jungkook sometimes cancels their date,gets late for dinners and friends reunion. He knows he loves him and he does it too. But,sometimes it’s just too much for him. Taehyung also has a career. He is a goddamn supermodel signed to BigHit, the top south korean agency. He barely has time for himself outside of runaways and photoshoots. But, still he makes time for his husband because family is the top priority for him,always been.He always grew up dreaming of having a real family of his own; a bunch of kids and a loving husband. When he met Jungkook, he saw his dream realised in flesh and blood. Falling in love with the shy kid has never been hard for him. Not till now.
 Now, he is just hungry,angry and tired. Jungkook promised to be home before 9. He promised. And, Taehyung doesn’t like promises being broken but it seems it has become a new hobby of his husband, he thinks.
So, when Jungkook comes home at 1,tired and wanting nothing more than to be engulfed in his husband’s arms and getting welcomed by that boxy smile which never fails to hitch his breath, he comes to an empty hall. The living room is still lighted but like always ,Tae is not asleep on the couch waiting for him. No one jumps to his arms saying he is late and how he waited yet another night. The couch is empty and cold. He is kinda relieved Tae went to sleep in the comfort of their bed but who is he kidding? He makes his way up to the bedroom, the lights are off. Tae is lying on the bed, his back facing Jungkook. He takes off his shoes and socks off and tosses it aside before jumping on the bed crawling to his sleeping husband. He knows he is going to get scolded for entering the sheets dirty but he can get through it. He looks at his lover’s face expecting him to be asleep but is startled to see him awake ,full eyes open. He jumps back with a shrug.

‘ah you scared me.’ Taehyung doesn’t turn back.

‘why aren't you asleep, love?’ He wraps his arm around Tae resting his face on his shoulders inhaling the scent he missed so much all day. It happens so quickly. One moment, he is spooning his husband, and the another, his is pushed off and Tae gets up and walks away. He is still recovering from it while Tae finally addresses him.

‘get off. You’ll dirty the sheets. Get changed. I’ll warm up the food.’ The tone of Tae’s voice is enough for Jungkook to know he’s in trouble. Tae is pissed off.

‘ Baby. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to dirty the sheets..I just wanted a hug..also, I already ate so just come ere’ i want cuddles ’, he pouts at him to which Tae slightly seems surprised but his expressions hardens before he walks out the room to the kitchen.
Taehyung is furious. Jungkook knows by the way he is banging the dishes not so subtly as if announcing his wrath by torturing those poor utensils. He hasn’t said a word since Jungkook got out of the shower all freshened and cleaned up. He sees the ramyeon bowl put before him and suddenly realization sinks in as his eyes becomes the size of a saucer threatening to fall out from his sockets.

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