Misery /✔/ Taekook

Chapter Thirty-One

I hope this smut doesn't seem too sudden or anything.

If I ever go back to edit this book, I will finally decide on the era. Because like...there are TVs and shit, but no phones or computers it any of that and by TVs I mean like today's TVs, flat screens and shit. Hell, Hanseok as a holographic fish tank 😭😭😭 what kind of era is this 😭😭😭😭

Also at some point in the beginning, I know I purposely missed the chance to say "paint me like one of your French girls". Forgive me.

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The door to the ensuite was wide open and Jungkook could hear the bathwater running. He could see Taehyung's smooth legs poking out from somewhere behind the door as he waited for the tub to fill. Jungkook himself was reclining on their shared bed, his back rested against one of the many pillows while he read the letter his brother's wife sent to him. His family wasn't currently speaking to him so he was relying on Junghyun's wife and the royal advisor to give him news about the kingdom.

Things were starting out rough as Jungkook expected. At times he felt guilty for leaving the kingdom in his brother's hands. His brother never wanted to king, he performed worse than Jungkook in the classes they took to prepare for future ruling. Jungkook purposely put his teachers through hell and intentionally failed the things he slept through or didn't pay attention in class, but Junghyun failed even if he tried. Junghyun was never ready to be a king. So he wasn't surprised when Yuna wrote that their father was ruling through his brother.

His guilt washed away easily when he was reminded of their simple and happy life in King Heechul and Queen Momo's kingdom. All three of them were happy now — though Hanseok was always happy, but he seemed to be having much more fun now. The young princess, Emiri, however, did tend to annoy him but it was quite humorous the complaints he gave them about her.

"I hate girls! They're so gross! Emiri keeps saying I'm her boyfriend and I hate her!" Hanseok had said just this afternoon when he returned home from school wearing the cutest scowl Jungkook has ever seen.

Hanseok was being forced to take the classes Jungkook took when he was younger as he was the future king of his "father's" kingdom. Hanseok wasn't thrilled about the after school classes as he had to share some of them with Emiri and he just wasn't interested in learning how to be a king, but Jungkook occasionally tagged along to help the boy out and make the classes more interesting.

Jungkook folded the letter down after finishing reading it and placed it in the drawer of his nightstand. He leaned back and caught a glimpse of Taehyung who was dressed in nothing but a royal purple robe. He was seated on the steps on the tub with his legs crossed, engrossed in the book he was reading and not even paying attention to the water. His hair was tied up in a small ponytail and he had a concentrated scowl etched on his face.

Jungkook took in the robe which was tied very loosely. The front part offered a lovely view of Taehyung's chest and the bottom split generously and showed off Taehyung's tan thighs.

'God, he's beautiful...' Jungkook thought as his eyes trailed back up to his boyfriend's gorgeous face.

Taehyung looked up, sensing Jungkook's staring and Jungkook quickly looked away only to realize he didn't have anything else to stare at so he pretended to star at the blank TV screen across the room.

"Staring is rude, Jeon," Taehyung teased as he stood up from the steps and turned the knobs off. Jungkook watched Taehyung disappear in the bathroom before reappearing with vanilla and cherry-scented candles.

Taehyung enjoyed taking the occasional relaxing bath. He relaxed so well that Jungkook sometimes worried the boy had fallen asleep or drowned because he takes so long.