My little sparkle (taekook)

My little sparkle (taekook)

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"It's okay... no one's going to hurt you. I promise." The boy peeked up at him with big, glassy eyes. "Y-You pwomish?" Taehyung smiled gently, brushing a thumb under the boy's eye to wipe away a tear. "I promise, baby bunny." And just like that, something inside both of them shifted. Fate, it seemed, had introduced them in the quietest way possible.
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"Taehyung, we want you to get married to Jeon Haeun." He didn't flinch. Didn't ask why. Didn't protest. He simply nodded - no words, no expression. Just quiet surrender. - The night of the wedding, the moonlight touched silver on soft skin. She sat under the veil, delicate, unmoving - a picture-perfect bride. "Baby," he whispered, looking at her in the dark room under moonlight, "tell me... who am I to you?" There was a pause. A breath. Then a voice, tiny and trembling: "My love." And for the first time that night, Taehyung smiled. Softly. Almost sadly. He took her into his arms like she was made of glass. - "What the hell are you doing in my room, Jungkook?" Taehyung's voice was sharp, cold - but his eyes betrayed confusion. They landed on the figure curled up on the bed, wrapped in nothing but a blanket... and tears. "In place of your sister?" The silence that followed was heavy. Almost deafening. - "I hate you!" Jungkook yelled, fists clenched, eyes burning. "I'll never stay with you!" Taehyung didn't blink. "You'll stay at my place," he replied, voice like ice. "Whether you like it or not." - "Don't wear that," Taehyung said one morning, pulling Jungkook back by the waist. His voice was low. Possessive. "I don't want others looking at what's mine." Jungkook turned, eyes fierce. "Then try me." - "You're not talking to her again, Tae," Jungkook said coolly. He leaned in closer, lips brushing Taehyung's ear. "Unless you want to sleep on your royal couch tonight." And just like that, he walked off toward the kitchen - hips swaying, voice smug - leaving Taehyung staring after him, wide-eyed and speechless. - Somewhere between duty and deception, between cold walls and accidental warmth, a bond neither of them asked for began to form. And in the echoes of all that was unsaid, fate waited - silent, certain, smiling. Top - Taehyung Bottom - Jungkook Hope you guys enjoy it.

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