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In which we celebrate

In Which We Celebrate

Taehyung was currently lying in his small, cozy bed, staring at the ceiling and biting his lower lip, blushing furiously at the thought of a certain raven-haired man.

He missed Jungkook—terribly. Even though they hadn’t talked much about their personal lives, they still shared moments. And those moments were starting to mean everything.

Taehyung's fingers brushed his lips as he recalled how soft Jungkook’s kisses had been—featherlight, warm, and addictively sweet, like the hot chocolate Jungkook had given him. When they kissed, it felt like his heart might burst. It was euphoric. He could still taste the emotions Jungkook poured into that kiss—so gentle, so full of something Taehyung didn’t dare name.

Was it love? Desire? Affection?

He didn’t know.

But what he did know was that he’d never felt this way for anyone before—not like this. Not with this kind of ache. He hoped—desperately—that he was more than just an employee in Jungkook’s eyes.

The soft buzz of his phone interrupted his thoughts.

He reached for it and unlocked the screen.

"Damn, rose petal, you look cute in that red sweater."

The color drained from his face.

That name—rose petal—only one person ever called him that. Only one. Hwang Hye Soo.

Fear wrapped around his chest like a vise. His fingers trembled as a shiver ran up his spine. Was he here? Watching him?

Panicking, Taehyung searched every corner of his apartment, checking locks, bolting doors, pulling curtains. It took him nearly an hour to convince himself he was alone.

But the fear didn’t leave.

Wrapped tightly in his duvet, sitting criss-cross on the bed like a scared little child, Taehyung tried not to flinch at every creak and sound. Should he call someone? No one would believe him. They’d say he was being paranoid.

Maybe he was.

But the text… it was real. And that was enough to ruin his night.

Somehow, sleep found him—fitful and light—but morning came, and with it, a thin sense of safety.

Tonight was Jungkook’s official welcome party—his formal introduction to the world as CEO of Jeon Corp. Taehyung dressed carefully: an oversized white button-up shirt, a loose black tie, and tight black pants that hugged his legs just right. Still paranoid, he checked every mirror, every corner as he made his way to the venue.

The building was stunning—grand and luxurious, brimming with well-dressed elites. Lights shimmered on expensive suits and gowns as influential people filled the hall.

Then, Taehyung saw him—Jungkook.

Clad in a tan suit with perfectly styled black curls and rings adorning his fingers, Jungkook stood beside his father, speaking with the kind of confidence that melted Taehyung’s fear into nothing. Just seeing him made Taehyung feel safe again.

Before he could think, Jungkook was suddenly in front of him, wrapping him in strong arms.

“People will see, you idiot!” Taehyung hissed, pulling away with a soft glare.

Jungkook only chuckled. “So what if they do? You’re mine anyway.”

Taehyung’s heart stuttered. “Oh really? I didn’t know that.”

“What, should I show you?” Jungkook teased, leaning closer. Taehyung stepped back with a smirk.

“At this point, Jeon, you should just ask me out.”

Jungkook’s eyes gleamed. “Taehyung, who holds a beauty I’ve never seen… will you be my boyfriend?”

Taehyung’s breath caught. His cheeks burned. What—just like that?

Around them, people stared, shocked. But neither cared. Taehyung placed a hand over his racing heart, trying to steady it.

“Tsk… you’re so unromantic,” he huffed, trying to cover his flustered smile.

“What do you want then, baby?”

The word baby made his knees weak.

“I want…” Taehyung placed a finger on his chin. “A grand date. But not in a fancy place. Maybe a dog café? Something simple.”

Jungkook’s bunny smile lit up the room, white teeth gleaming. Their eyes met—so full of emotion, it felt like galaxies were colliding between them. Slowly, they leaned in, ready to kiss again.

But a cough interrupted.

“Should I take Jungkook with me, Taehyung?” Jeon Joshua asked, amusement playing on his lips.

Taehyung turned scarlet, suddenly remembering where they were—at a public event.

“Way to ruin the mood, Dad,” Jungkook grumbled.

Taehyung nodded shyly, giving Jungkook permission to go.

He watched from the crowd, sipping champagne, as Joshua proudly introduced Jungkook to the world. Jungkook’s speech was long and confident, his voice filled with determination and charm.

Everything felt perfect.

Until he saw him.

That smirk.

That vile, disgusting smirk.

Hwang Hye Soo.

Taehyung’s heart plummeted. His hands trembled around the flute glass. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. The fear returned tenfold.

Without a second thought, he bolted, racing past the crowd and out the door, desperate to escape—to get away from that man, from that face, from that past.

He didn’t even look back.

His mind spun with dread. Just minutes ago, he’d felt like he belonged to someone. That maybe he could be happy. But now, all of that seemed fragile, ready to shatter. What if Jungkook found out about his past? What if Hye Soo hurt him? What if he lost everything?

He reached his car, hands shaking as he unlocked it, thinking he could breathe—thinking he was safe.

But he wasn’t.

He had no idea that the man he feared the most was already following him into the dark.

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Hi lilies

I want to know who made this rule of giving exam and all-cause I hate exams, instead of studying I find my phone more interesting and this pendemic had to ruin my whole mind.

Whatever here's another update and I think the next chapter will contain some violence so be prepared

Last but not least hit the Lil star and comment so it can lift my spirit to write

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