A/N:
Sorrrrrrrry my updates are slow.
I'm busy with a lot--but if I had all the time in the world
You bet i would spend it writing my stories :(
Ahahahah...ha...ha
Anyway, I hope you like this long chapter..:)
Izzy
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"Taehyung...I know you can't hear the music, but stop purposely stepping on my feet."
Jungkook maneuvered the blonde around another twirling couple, shaking his head as Taehyung playfully nudged his leg with a polished boot. A gorgeous orchestral piece sang out in triple waves--the guests paraded around the cheerful ballroom in a happy waltz. Kids ran around in wild circles, attempting to recreate the moves of the adults.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
The Oak Prince squinted his eyes as his husband refused to look up. Instead, his eyes were trained on the couple's shoes. Jungkook was mainly leading the blonde in the dance since he couldn't hear. Generally, Taehyung never stepped on his dance partner's foot because he knew goddamn well that the blonde loved to dance and used to all the time when he was prince.
He knew because that was how they met, after all. In a ballroom, dancing together, happily-
His foot was stepped on.
"Taehyung!"
No response. After a few seconds, a snicker.
The ravenette drew in a sharp breath before changing their position. Before, Jungkook had one arm lazily wrapped around the blonde's shoulder and the other was holding his hand. Now both of his hands tightly gripped Taehyung's waist, forcing the other to look up.
"What?" Taehyung was trying hard not to smile. His eyes betrayed him, showing how much of a kick he got out of teasing his husband.
The music intensified.
"You better keep up." Jungkook growled, moving the duo faster. Their surroundings blurred in thick lines as Taehyung was continuously twirled around, struggling to maintain balance.
"W-woah Jungkook, slow down-"
But the ravenette only sped up. He didn't catch the strange looks people were giving him. They were dancing in double time with the music, steps twice their normal speed. A few people glared as the blonde squealed when Jungkook twisted his body around or when they nearly collided with other couples.
Taehyung breathed heavily as the Oak Prince pressed his hands deeper into the waist of the suit. Constantly competing, bickering, and not giving up until he won the challenging games they'd play, Taehyung thought of a plan.
Right as the pair rounded a corner of the dance floor and Taehyung prepared to spin, his foot managed to catch against the wood. He stumbled forward into his husband, hands thrown out to catch the air in front of him for balance.
Jungkook groaned as Taehyung's hands "fell" upon his crotch, pushing them back against the wall bordering the outskirt of one side of the dance floor. To top it off, Taehyung's face managed to "crash" into his own face, their lips smashing together.
"Mmggh--whhoooopss..." The blonde mumbled against their lips, smiling relentlessly. "You were going too fast and I guess I tripped-"
Jungkook couldn't help but giggle at Taehyung's action, scoffing internally at his plan.
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