Mafias Babybear (Taekook)

By your side

Author's pov:

By the time they arrived home, Taehyung had already dozed off in the car. Jungkook didn't hesitate for a moment; he gently picked Taehyung up in his arms and carried him to his room. After softly closing the door behind them, Jungkook carefully placed Taehyung on the bed and covered him with a blanket. He sat at the edge of the bed, near Taehyung's head, tenderly stroking his hair. As he gazed down at Taehyung, he was struck by his simple, innocent beauty. Jungkook couldn't help but smile, closing his eyes for a brief moment in contentment. He could hardly believe that he had just confessed his feelings and that Taehyung was now his. He felt incredibly lucky.

Once he was sure Taehyung was sound asleep, Jungkook started to leave, but he stopped in his tracks when he felt slender fingers wrap around his wrist. Turning back, he found Taehyung looking at him intently. Jungkook stepped back to the bed, sitting beside him once again. Taehyung sat up, resting his back against Jungkook's chest, and Jungkook instinctively wrapped his arms around him, holding him close as Taehyung leaned into him.

A serene silence descended upon them as they played with each other's fingers, exchanging soft smiles. The moment felt surreal, almost like a dream.

"I'm scared," Taehyung suddenly whispered, halting their playful interaction. His brows furrowed as he looked over his shoulder, finding Jungkook's face close to his.

"Scared? Scared of whom, my love?" Jungkook asked, his warm breath brushing against Taehyung's face. He tightened his grip around Taehyung, sensing his fear.

"Those bad guys who came to take me," Taehyung voiced his fear, shuddering at the thought. Jungkook pressed his forehead against Taehyung's, listening intently.

"I don't want to go with them. What if they kill me?" Taehyung whispered, his voice trembling. Jungkook could hear the fear in his voice and shook his head, trying to dispel it.

"Baby, I'm here, right by your side. I won't let you go anywhere. I'll protect you with everything I have—believe me," Jungkook said, looking straight into Taehyung's eyes, his gaze unwavering.

"Now, don't think about anyone but me, okay?" he whispered, trying to lighten the mood. Taehyung managed a small smile, nodding his head as he slid back under the covers, pulling the duvet up to his chin.

"I'm here, baby. Now close your eyes and sleep," Jungkook murmured, gently caressing Taehyung's cheek before pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. Taehyung closed his eyes, still holding Jungkook's hand tightly.

Jungkook watched him sleep, his hand clasped with Taehyung's, the slow rise and fall of his breath a comforting reminder that they were together. Taehyung hadn't confessed his feelings in words, but every action spoke volumes about his love. Jungkook sighed softly as he carefully withdrew his hand and stood up. He needed to find out what Jimin and Hoseok had learned—they hadn't yet discussed what exactly Aunt rose and Uncle Lee had said, and something about the situation felt off. He needed to know, especially since things were beginning to smell fishy

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As Jungkook and Taehyung retreated to the bedroom, Jimin and Hoseok made their way to the office. A heavy silence settled between them as they entered the room.

Hoseok watched with growing concern as Jimin sank into a chair, his hands covering his face. "Jimin, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with worry. Jimin's shoulders shook as he sobbed silently.

"Hyung, I-I..." he stammered, his voice barely audible.

Hoseok moved to comfort him, wrapping his arms around Jimin's trembling frame.