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In which he tastes like hot chocolate

In Which He Tastes Like Hot Chocolate

It had been two weeks since Jungkook took over the company. It only took a day or two for him to settle in completely.

The sexual tension between them only intensified with each passing day. Taehyung felt confused—he had never been drawn to someone like this before. Sure, he'd had hookups, but this was different. This was constant, gnawing, and impossible to ignore. It was driving him crazy.

On the other hand, that bastard Hwang Hye Soo had only grown bolder with his threats. Taehyung tried to convince himself he wasn’t scared anymore. But when night fell and even the smallest noise echoed in the dark, fear gripped him mercilessly. He kept his eyes wide open like an owl, unable to sleep, body trembling with dread. The exhaustion bled into his days—he looked pale, the dark circles under his eyes deepening. He flinched even at a light touch.

Jungkook noticed. He wanted to ask but chose not to cross the line—at least, not yet. Instead, he gently insisted Taehyung take a sick leave. It took a full hour of convincing before the latter finally agreed to rest.

Today, though, the office buzzed with frantic energy. People moved swiftly, voices rose and fell. Taehyung, at the center of it all, darted from room to room, instructing workmen, double-checking placements, fixing every last detail. Jimin helped him here and there, but the stress was evident in every inch of Taehyung’s posture.

Tomorrow was Jungkook's official welcome party—the day he would be formally introduced as the new CEO, and Joshua would hand over Jeon Corp. in its entirety. The guest list boasted influential figures and high-ranking businesspeople. The pressure to ensure a flawless event was immense, and Taehyung bore most of it.

Jungkook, coffee in hand, observed from his office. He chuckled when he saw Taehyung impatiently jabbing the elevator button, eyes narrowed in frustration. When the elevator arrived, Taehyung dashed in, gesturing for the doors to close faster.

Moments later, he returned—this time carrying a large carton. Jungkook stood and walked over.

"Taehyung, come here."

Taehyung blinked but approached. Jungkook took the box from his hands and set it aside before gently grabbing his wrist and leading him to the office.

Without a word, Jungkook made him sit on the couch. Taehyung stared at him, bewildered, until Jungkook returned holding a steaming mug.

"Drink it. Hot chocolate," he said, guiding Taehyung’s back against the couch. Then Jungkook moved behind him and began massaging his shoulders.

A soft groan escaped Taehyung’s lips as the tension in his muscles began to ease. "Just relax, okay?"

Taehyung only hummed, eyes fluttering shut.

Minutes passed, and soon, Jungkook realized the other was asleep—snoring faintly, lips parted. He smiled at the sight, then shifted Taehyung’s head onto his lap, lifting the man’s legs onto the couch. With his laptop resting nearby, Jungkook typed quietly while Taehyung slept like a curled-up cat beside him.

He couldn’t help it—he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Taehyung’s cheek. One quick peck turned into another, then another, lingering just a little longer each time.

"You know," Taehyung murmured sleepily, "stealing kisses is not a good thing."

Jungkook’s lips were still on his cheek when he pulled back. "Be grateful I only kissed your cheek."

Taehyung raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Should I expect the lips next?"

Instead of answering, Jungkook leaned in again—this time, brushing their lips together. Taehyung’s eyes widened.

Was this really happening? Was Jungkook kissing him?

He froze, unsure how to respond.

"I think you should kiss back," Jungkook whispered against his lips before deepening the kiss.

This time, Taehyung surrendered. Soft and slow, his crimson lips moved with Jungkook’s. His body tingled, heat blooming in his chest. His heart pounded in his ears.

Jungkook felt electrified. Taehyung tasted like the hot chocolate he drank moments before—sweet, warm, addictive. He had never tasted anything like it. He was already craving more.

When they finally broke apart, Taehyung panted softly, lips slightly swollen, cheeks flushed.

"W-what just happened?" he whispered, eyes wide.

Jungkook grinned. "We just kissed."

Before Taehyung could recover, Jungkook leaned in again—this time, rougher, more urgent—and Taehyung kissed back just as fiercely.

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