Obsession | TAEKOOK FF

Chapter 36: The Looming Matriarch and Fractured Heavens

Author's Note:
OH MY ABSOLUTE GOODNESS, MY FLOWERS! 🚨 The universe is officially playing a cruel game with our boys! Kookie literally just woke up from a terrifying nightmare, only for Nanny to knock on the door and reveal that Mrs. Jeon is early! 😭 volatile hearts, massive corporate greed, and our poor TaeTae having to listen to his husband's marriage arrangements right in front of his face!

​The absolute heartbreak in the lavender garden has me screaming! Drop your most frantic theories below—is Kookie's possessive control going to push TaeTae away?! 🌸✨

​A Sudden Intrusion

​Author's POV

​They were having an absolutely magnificent, high-heat time in bed. Kookie was completely topping TaeTae, dominating his ethereal frame with a raw, possessive intensity that left no room for hesitation. TaeTae, completely swept away by his husband's fierce love, simply let Kookie do absolutely whatever he wanted to his body, surrendering entirely to the pleasure.

​The only symphony echoing through the walls of the grand master suite was TaeTae’s loud, breathless moans and the heavy, rhythmic sound of their bare bodies beautifully bumping against each other.

​After the storm... 🌬️❤️

​The two of them were now peacefully resting for a while across the rumpled sheets, recovering from that intensely passionate workout in the early morning hours. TaeTae was comfortably leaning his head directly against Kookie's broad, muscular chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, while Kookie’s powerful arms were securely wrapped around TaeTae's slender waist, holding him close as if he might disappear.

​But their tranquil sanctuary was suddenly shattered by a sharp, distinct series of knocks against the heavy wooden door.

​Knock! Knock!

​Kookie’s eyebrows narrowed, his voice dropping into a deep rasp. "Yes! What on earth is it?"

​"Master Kookie, this is Nanny!" the elderly woman’s frantic voice filtered through the wood. "Your biological mother’s convoy is officially on its way to the estate right now! She is entering the mansion perimeter as we speak!"

​"What?!" Kookie gasped, his body instantly going rigid as pure panic flooded his chest. "I calculated that she wouldn't be coming home until the next day! Oh, shot...!"

​TaeTae tilted his head up, his lenient eyes blinking in confusion as he looked at his husband's nervous expression. "Hey, Kookie... what on earth is wrong with your state of mind? Aren't you happy because your own mother is finally coming back home?"

​"No! It is absolutely not like that, Tae," Kookie replied nervously, running a hand through his messy hair. "You probably don't possess an intimate knowledge of her true character yet. She is not that good of a person, I promise you."

​TaeTae’s jaw dropped slightly in sheer surprise. "Wait... did your mouth seriously just say that scandalous statement about your own biological mother?"

​"Let's talk about the details of her character later," Kookie added frantically, sliding out of bed. "Let's put some garments on immediately, go downstairs, and just wait to welcome her arrival."

​The Weight of the Elite

​Moving with rushed steps, they rapidly threw on some casual luxury clothes and proceeded immediately downstairs to the ground floor. They descended the grand staircase while tightly holding their hands together, drawing strength from each other's palms. As they arrived inside the sprawling living room, they decided to position themselves on the seating arrangement. TaeTae chose to sit down on a stylish single-seater couch—but Kookie, being completely whipped and possessive, completely bypassed the multiple massive couches left vacant in the room and forcefully squeezed his large frame right onto the tiny single couch beside TaeTae.