Love Action Drama | Vkook✓

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"Kim Taehyung, in the name of God, Do you take Jeon Jungkook as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Jeon Jungkook, in the name of God, Do you take Kim Taehyung as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"I, now, pronounce you two as husband and husband. You may kiss your spouse."

Taehyung's lips ghosted over Jungkook's for a mere second. They then fake smiled to their families who were clapping and cheering for them.

Gay Marriage wasn't very common in South Korea. Even though, they legalised Same sex marriage, many of the narrow minded citizens couldn't accept it or be joyful about it.

Kim Taehyung, the son of Kim Daesung and Kim Hara. The Handsome Fashion designer who works for Gucci and many other reputed Fashion lines.  He came out when he was 13 years old. His parents being supportive and loving their son accepted him for who he was.

Jeon Jungkook, the son of Jeon Jinyoung and Jeon Heebon. A video game designer. A young perfectionist. He came out at the age of 17, and that's when his mother left them and filed for a divorce. His father being a good father, stayed by him. Even when his own mother called him a disgrace, his father helped him to stand straight with his nose held high, made him to be proud for who he was irrespective of his sexuality.

For Taehyung, his parents. They were always there for him. And for Jungkook, it was his father. And for them, Taehyung and Jungkook decided to get married. Only for their parents happiness.

"Congratulations to both of you."

"You're both made for each other. Congratulations."

"Beautiful couple made in heaven."

"Please take care of our Taetae. He is a sweetheart."

"I trust you with my Ggukkie's heart, son. Please don't break it.".

They both forced a smile, hoping to hide their broken heart. Giving them all fake promises. They both held their hands, even when they don't want to hold their hearts.

That night, their bedroom was lit with candles, as it burned against the purple wallpaper; strong perfumes couldn't mask the odor of sex.

Taehyung laid stark naked in the canopied bed, fast asleep, tired from the  "first night sex ". But Jungkook took a bath, rubbing of the sweat and cum from his body. It wasn't what love making might be, it was just sex, pure lust. Nothing else. Taehyung who was too drunk and Jungkook on the other hand wanted to steam off. That why they ended up having sex on their first day of the marriage. How Romantic! Jungkook scoffed as he laid on the other side of the bed, dressed in his PJ's.

Next few days went without any issues, as they both were busy with their work. "Profession is my first wife" motto, when asked about the honeymoon by their colleagues.  Taehyung, having an upcoming fashion show, while Jungkook busy with his new launching Game. They both were barely home— that's what the apartment they share might be. So there was no intimate or sexual activities. They couldn't care less.

But, one specific day when Jungkook arrived the so called "home",  their shared bedroom smelled so much like Cigarettes and Vodka. Jungkook being sensitive to smells and scents, took his belongings to other room giving Taehyung full access of their previously shared bedroom. And, there were no communications or even mere glances.

It was like they were roommates, roommates who never had anything to talk or share to unless it was their body. There was no kiss shared, or a loving glance from each other's side. When they both felt horny, Taehyung just fucked Jungkook senseless. It wasn't love. There's no care. Just sex.

One month of marriage and they still were the same. Two strangers who fuck. There's no label. There's no title. When their parents call, they convinced them into believing that they were too in love. In reality, Taehyung had no idea if Jungkook's eyes were black or brown. Nor Jungkook had Taehyung's phone number.

Taehyung getting drunk almost every night, and creating ruckus around, made Jungkook mad. But still the younger one ignored it. Atleast tried to. He just complained to his best friend, "If someone in the middle of the night fully drunk, knocks at your door and ends up lying next to you, how would you feel, Jiminie?"

In one instance, when Jungkook came home from a very long tiring day, Taehyung was home with a friend. They were laughing, that's the sound that first hits him, and when he walks into his room he sees Taehyung and his friend were smoking and drinking alcohol. Jungkook's head was already spinning and it's hurting so badly. Jungkook tried to ignore them, but the louder the laughter and talk got, he saw red. He snapped.

"WHAT THE FUCK, TAEHYUNG? CAN'T YOU FUCKING SEE THAT I FUCKING  HATE THESE SMELLS? IF YOU FUCKING WANT TO GET FUCKING DRUNK OR SMOKE, DO IT OUT THIS HOME! RESPECT ME TOO!"

Taehyung was triggered, his friend gulped down. He left the home so quickly as he felt embarrassed. Taehyung's eyes became so dark as his nostrils flares. He pushed Jungkook to the wall, hand wrapped in the latter's neck, making him unable to breath.

"STOP FUCKING EMBARRASSING ME IN FRONT OF MY GUESTS, YOU WHORE! STOP GETTING ON MY FUCKING WAY!" Taehyung took another puff of his burning cigarette, he released it into the face of Jungkook. He then removed his hand from the squirming boy, sat back on the couch, pouring him another glass of whiskey.

/thud/

Taehyung's head snapped to Jungkook who was on the floor, who was wiggling. What's the boy doing? It took a minute for Taehyung to realise that the boy was having a fit, epileptic seizures— a white foam type thing coming out of his mouth.
Scared, Taehyung called in an ambulance, took the boy to hospital.

He gulped down feeling guilty for what happened to the boy. Nervousness evident, he walked aimlessly in front of the Intense Care Unit.

The doctor came out, he rushed to the middle aged woman, who had a gentle smile.

"Don't worry. He is now under sedation. But, I need you to help me with his medical history? " She asks in a calm voice.

He nods. But, he doesn't know anything, yet he nods.

"What's his name? "

"It's...it starts with J...I don't remember."

"His age?"

He thinks for a bit. He was younger. Was he 24? Or was he the same age as he was?

"22 or 23. I'm not very sure about that, Doctor."

The doctor squinted her eyes and shaked her head.

"okay, so when was the last time he had such seizures? Does he intake any medications for it?"

Taehyung gulped down again.

"I d-don't know, Doctor."

"How are you related to him?"

Taehyung answers very bluntly, making the doctor gasps and she glare at the man.

"I'm his husband, Doctor."

"Are you kidding me, Mister? You say that the boy is your husband and you don't even know his name? Why are you even married to him?  You are just drunk! God, I can't even deal with him. Why did I even bother?" She rolled her eyes as she mutters something about 'these days kids not having love or care for each other or about how God Forbid these unhappy marriages.'

Taehyung cheeks flushed red, embarrassed. Damn, the woman just made him feel like a dumb alcoholic!

He sighed to himself, peeking through the small window frame of the ICU, where his husband laid. The doctor was using defibrillator to give small dose of electric current to Jungkook's heart.  Taehyung's heart crumbled witnessing that, his eyes widen. A tear rolled down his cheeks, unknowingly.

Taehyung took steps back; leaning to the wall. Taking deep breaths in, calming down his panicking self.

"It hurts." Taehyung placed his face to his palm as he sobs quietly.

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Re-updated finally.

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