His grandfather's last wish was simple. "Let them have the love we never got to keep." So he left a contract. Two names. Old ink. No escape. Jeon Jungkook had built thirty-five years of walls and called it a personality. CEO. Untouchable. The kind of man who walked into rooms and made them smaller just by existing in them. He had never needed anyone. Had never wanted to need anyone. He looked at the contract and saw a cage. He looked at the name beside his and felt nothing. He made sure of that. Kim Taehyung had spent twenty-two years learning that the world was loud and sharp and not built for someone like him. Mentally ill. So he built a softer one. A heart so open it was almost architectural - come in, stay, I'll leave the light on. He looked at the contract and thought about his grandfather's love letters. He looked at the name beside his and felt something flutter. He let it. He married him to destroy him. He had no idea he was the one about to fall apart. ˚ʚ🧸ɞ˚ Soft Top tae Power Bottom Kook 🐯💜🐰 Sorry for any grammatical mistakes. This story is totally from my imagination. Do not copy my story.

Deserted Me. "He never said I was his... but I loved like I belonged to him." ____________________________ Prince Kim Taehyung of the Xi Dynasty. 20 years of grief hardened him into steel. A leader. A fortress. The heir raised by the palace- By Namjoon's wisdom, Jin's warmth, Yoongi's protection, Jimin's devotion. While Tae maintained cold, calculated distance. 20 years of 'Appa.' 20 years of maintaining walls. 20 years of Jungkook's soul screaming: Wrong. Wrong. WRONG. He tried to be a father. Jungkook's soul had other plans. Now he's 20. Tall. Commanding. Eyes that have haunted Tae's dreams for two decades. A voice that sounds too familiar when it drops low: 'Stop running from me.' 'What are you to me, Prince Taehyung?' Not Dad. Not Guardian. Not a caretaker. " TRY AGAIN. " DESERTED ME The reckoning begins.

"I wish, I'll never see you again in this life.... Just don't come again searching for me" -Tae "It's just a beginning sweetheart, How can I live without my pulse.. You're my pulse bear , I'll come everywhere searching for you no matter where you are, You're always 'MINE'....." -JK

He never smiled. He never cared. He never loved. Until he walked in. Jeon Jungkook - ruthless, arrogant, born with a silver spoon and a frozen heart. He lives in a mansion built with silence and commands that echo. Smiles? He doesn't know the word. Kim Taehyung - poor, abandoned, yet always smiling. The world gave him pain, but he returns it with kindness. A boy with nothing... Until he steps into Jungkook's world - not as a guest, but as a servant. Two opposites. One roof. One heart too frozen to feel... and one too warm to break. But fate? It doesn't ask permission. It invades. It burns. It loves. And it ruins. Top Tae Powerbottom Kook 🐯💜🐰 This story is totally from my imagination. Sorry for any grammatical mistakes. Do not copy my story.

Jungkook's fists could break bones, but nothing hurt more than the smile of the man he couldn't have---Kim Taehyung, his Sister's husband. In the silence of his victories, Jungkook carried a secret---a love that could ruin everything. It wasn't something he planned, but every quiet glance, every soft laugh, pulled him deeper into a love that was as impossible as it was consuming. "I have a wife, Jungkook." Taehyung forced out, voice barely above a whisper. "Then why," Jungkook murmured leaning in, "do you feel like you're mine?" Will Jungkook be able to win this fight? ☆Top- Jeon Jungkook. ☆Bottom- Kim Taehyung. #HeavyAngst. #Forbidden love.