The End~

Jungkook was sitting on the carpeted floor, legs splattered and eyes focusing at the light off white color of the carpet soft carpet, with a ring being swirled in his index finger and thumb. A ring. Wedding ring. The one he wore to Taehyung without any thoughts, determination, sincerity and love was now in his hands.

The smooth surface of the ring itched the tips of his fingers, digging deeper in his flesh. It hurt. Feeling that ring in his strong hands felt like ruining his own heart and soul. Even though, it was his own heart which never felt at peace upon seeing that ring shining so proudly in Taehyung dainty fingers, becuase the emptiness filled in it always laughed at him.

But now, it....hurt. It really hurt to have that ring back.

When Taehyung had left, Jungkook had taken a shower with his mind already occupied with Taehyung's thoughts. He didn't know from where to start, becuase the building which Taehyung had told him to build up had crumbled down. It had crashed down and had converted into tiny bits and pieces.

Until now, Jungkook didn't even know where to go and start building it up again. Many pieces were lost. Many were destroyed to the point of losing their identity, totally annihilated. His mind was too absorbed in thinking of the ways to fix the building blocks of their relationship which he had demolished unintentionally, when the door bell had rang.

Upon opening the door with little hopes of seeing Taeyung standing at the other side of the door, he had seen no one. No one. Just when he was about to close the door, his gaze accidentally fell over an envelope. A white envelope.

Squinting his brows in confusion, he had bent down and picked them up, and saw that it was addressed to him. Opening it eagerly, he sat on the bed only to feel a ring falling from inside the envelope, with a red string wrapped around it.

Holding the string, he witnessed a tiny white colored folded paper and upon opening it he started reading,

Jungkook,

Am sure I don't have to tell who it is. I don't know why am I even writing this when I could come and simply hand over it to you. But..I think it's better, because I was afraid that we'll end up fighting and am not gonna be able to explain my true intentions behind this act.

I gave your ring back to you. You and me both know that it was of no use to me, as you were compelled to slide it in my finger. Wedding rings.....I bet they feel good against your skin when someone who wears you with utmost love and passion. But...I never got to feel that, and don't think I am hoping for you to wear me that ring with pure love and stirring feelings.

I don't have those type of hopes from you, nor I think I'll have in my future. But undoubtedly, now that we are both honest with each other, I would like to be honest and open about my feelings too.

This ring....it means too much to me, because it came from you. But your sharp gaze, disgusted stares, harsh words and absence of any pleasing feeling is seeped into every tiny particles of this ring, which results in it hurting the portions where it touches my skin. My ring finger vibrates with the weight of those nasty feelings resting in it.

Now, as you said, you wish to give us a chance, right? Then right, am allowing you to have your chance. I won't stop you from anything, like anything. Just know, that am not doing it to take the revenge of what you did, because I have no right to as we weren't committed to each other from the cores of our hearts.

But, am just afraid. My heart is scared. My soul is already shrunken and shaken up. And...am just being cautious for my own sake. That's it.

Am not asking you to prove your words not becuase I wish to hurt you in return or make you feel miserable, No. I would never do that becuase I wasn't raised like that. It's just my heart really wants to believe you, the warm feeling residing in your eyes, and the reason behind your gentle touches, but it can't. No matter how I try to force it to believe you, it isn't. It won't.

I hope you understand the reason. The start of our relationship was maybe bad, but....I don't want its end to be like that.

When you think that the weight of your ring can make my heart be at peace and make me feel warm and safe, then give it back to me. Give it back to me, when your heart wants to put the claim of your name on me. Give it to me, when it's you, it's your soul who craves for me to wear your name proudly over my figure. At that time when it's you, it's solely you, your heart, your soul which wants me to wear it and not your parents.

If you think it's impossible, then ..... by the time your assumptions are clear that your heart doesn't want to end us like that, then get the divorce papers ready. I wouldn't like to hold you back from the heavy chains of this forced marriage. We'll divorce, and you'll have your freedom, just as you wanted it.

I hope everything's clear. Take care of yourself. Don't drink and don't get into fights or accidents. Please.

Your forced husband, Jeon Taehyung.

After reading the letter, it was just in instant that Jungkook was falling on the ground at his knees. With in seconds, he had worn Taehyung’s claimed ring in his neck, mind, thoughts and intentions coming out to be clear in his mind.

He wasn't going to let him go. He wasn't. Because.....it didn't take him much to realize how he was blessed to have a soul like Taehyung beside him. He wasn't gay, sure. But...was it bad to have the urge to feel the warmth that radiated from Taehyung?

He knew what it took to find someone as sincere and true to their devotions, vows and promises as he practically grew up in America. With his growing age all he saw was people sleeping with each other, and then leaving the first one behind like that person didn't mean anything to them. That's what always happened. That's what he always saw and that's what moulded his mindset into something that he should never commit himself to someone else.

But now, he could feel it. Feel the invisible string which was pushing him towards Taehyung. Maybe, it was the terrifying yet satisfying feeling of wishing to claim himself by someone's name permanently. It felt like the thrilling feeling of desiring to have that certain someone in his life for forever. It was the feeling and urge of holding that porcelain figure in his figure until his cold inside turned into warm ones.

Whatever it was, but he was sure of one thing. One.

That, he wasn't going to let him go. He wasn't.

☆☆

At night, Jungkook got ready and went upto the receptionist to ask for the room number under Bogum's name. At first she didn't listen to him, but then after telling her who he actually was and that his husband was with him and he wished to surprise him, she nodded and told him the room number.

Inhaling a deep breath he went upstairs and reaching their room, he knocked at the door. He knocked many times but no one came. Twice. Thrice. With more aggression and anger building up inside him but no one opened the door.

At the end, he huffed out a good amount of air and took his phone out as if calling Taehyung only to have his hands getting stuck in the middle when the realisation of not having Taehyung’s number crossed his mind. Frustrated, he stomped his feet onto the ground in annoyance muttering out a deep, " Damn it! " and ran his fingers through his hair, biting his lower lip.

Cursing under his breath, with his nostrils flaring from anger, he screwed his eyes shut and sat down on the floor without having second thoughts about people passing by him in the hallway and giving him weird glances. He leaned his back against the wooden door, with his legs apart and head falling back until it rested against the door.

He wasn't going to go back. He wasn't. He wasn't going to go back until he sees Taehyung and ask him out. Not like this. If he had to wait for entire night then he'll wait. He will wait. But in the end, it's worth seeing Taehyung and having his presence beside him.

☆☆

At night:

Taehyung was laughing when he walked upstairs beside Bogum after coming back from shopping. When Taehyung came to Bogum in the morning he was the one who suggested Taehyung that they should go out, so it would help Taehyung’s mind to refresh.

And Taehyung agreed. They went to different places, where Taehyung saw many couples, especially gay ones. His eyes got themselves landed on such couple in just a manner of seconds, like it was the only thing his eyes were looking for, and upon seeing them being lovey dovey with each other he always felt a pang in his chest.

He didn't know and he couldn't even get why it was. But...all he knew that he wouldn't ever be gonna able to see himself being with Jungkook like this. No matter what happens. He knew that.

Upon reaching the last stair and walking into the hallway of Bogum's room with both of them making fun of the yellow haired guy who they saw on their way back to hotel with strange makeup covering up his features, Taehyung had frozen at his step when he saw someone laying on the cold floor of the hallway just in front of their room.

Not just someone. His husband.

Jungkook was laying straight, his snores filling the whole area and his head placed on his crossed arm. He wasn't even wearing warm clothes, just a simple black t-shirt that was rolled upto his elbows and his skin was in deep contact with the freezing marble floor.

A low curse left Bogum's lips when his eyes absorbed the sight of Jungkook, and at the same instant shopping bags were falling down from Taehyungs hands with the clothes and decoration pieces he bought falling down and the sound of them being broken echoing in the silent hallway.

But nothing mattered more than him. Than his own husband laying in front of the hotel room, on the floor, snoring like it was the most comfortable mattress.

Taehyung ran upto him, with ragged breaths and immediately sitting on his knees he reached his hand out placing it over his bruised cheek and tapped it gently mumbling a little, " Hey? Jeon?"

Jungkook blinked his eyes open, eyelids heavy and limbs tired. Upon seeing Taehyung’s face, he hissed and at once sat back with a low whimper leaving his lips from the pain rising in his body from sleeping at the floor for too long.

He leaned his back against the door, rubbing his eyes, " God! I- I slept. I didn't realize- "

Taehyung sat on the floor, after scooting a little closer to him while seeing the redness covering his left cheek. " How long have you been here? " Taehyung asked, cutting him off.

Jungkook looked at him with his eyes a little puffy, " I came at 8:30 or so. I don't exactly- "

Taehyung looked down at his watch, only to feel his heart accelerating, " Its 1am in the morning, Jeon. " He revealed, and Jungkook pressed his lips into a thin line, facepalming his face.

" God. I slept for too long. But well, doesn't matter. I came to talk to you and I won't be leaving without talking. "

Taehyung shrugged, " You waited for me in front of the door for four hours just to talk to me? "

Jungkook nodded, " Of course. " He muttered and then got up on his feet. Standing infront of Taehyung who was still kneeling down he smiled down at him and stretched out his hand for Taehyung to hold.

Taehyung bit his lips, and hesitantly grabbed his hand tightly. Jungkook pulled him up to make him stand on his feet. Once he was on his feet, Taehyung tried to free his hand from Jungkook’s hold but he didn't allow, instead he held his hand more tighter than before.

" Uhm...." Jungkook started, looking in his eyes deeply, " I- I want ..." He huffed out, sighing before inhaling a deep breath. Taehyung observed his eyes wavering and hands trembling as he tried to brace himself on the hold he had on Taehyung's hand.

Taehyung smiled a little, seeing how he looked at the moment. Like a kid who was anxious and nervous because he was going to school for the first time, and didn't know what to do. But he knew one thing, that he had his mother beside him and everything was going to be alright. Because the tight hold Jungkook had on his hand wasn't so different from the way kids held their parent's hands before starting off a new journey of life.

Taehyung shaked his head, stepping closer , eyes brimming up with the most genuine and warm feelings. He held Jungkook’s other hand only to get his own hand wet from the sweat that was covering Jungkook’s palm.

He smiled a little, " Don't fret. Don't. Say it, whatever you want to say. Whatever it is, just say it. It's me, Taehyung. Not anyone else. "

Jungkook gulped visibly, nodding, as he exhaled shakily. Stepping forward until their bodies brushed against each other, Jungkook wet his lips, " I- I want ...I- I want you to go out with me. " He let out, only to see Taehyung staring with his chin trembling as his lips were curled into the line.

He looked like as if he was on the verge of bursting out laughing, and Jungkook didn't get why it was like that.

Jungkook raised a brow, lips curling into a pout and eyes turning into clueless ones, as Taehyung pressed his hand over his mouth before he took in a deep breath and smacked his lips together. " God! I- I thought it was something serious! Like, you were going to ask for divorce or something- "

Jungkook shaked his head, as he stepped closer and curled his arm around Taehyungs tiny waist, pulling him closer to himself. " No. I would never do that. I wouldn't do that. " He said, words sincere and voice husky.

Taehyung swallowed, looking deeply into his eyes that approved the emotions and feelings behind his words. He cleared his throat and stepped back from Jungkook, letting his arms slide off of his waist. Standing at a safe distance from him he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants,

" You waited for 4 hours just to ask this? "

Jungkook nodded.

Taehyung shrugged, " What if I say, no? What if I don't want to go out with you? "

Jungkook sighed, " Then I'll look for another way to make you go out with me. "

Taehyung jut his chin out, " What other way? Kidnap me or what? "

" I don't know what boundaries I would cross to take you out on a date. If it takes kidnapping to make you sit infront of me and thats what you want then I won't mind doing that too. "

Taehyung hummed, nodding. He chewed at his bottom lip, as he walked closer and leaned until his breath was fanning over at Jungkook’s face, " You were being nervous like that because its your first time asking someone out, isn't it? "

Jungkook nodded, " I- I never- "

Taehyung pressed his finger on the top of his lips, whispering, " Shhhh...." He whispered, " I know. You never asked someone out. But, no one said ' No' to you before, right? "

Jungkook’s eyes widened, his throat bobbed, " You want to say ' No' ? Is that it? That's what you meant by- "

Taehyung tsked, and pressed his palm over his nape, curling his fingers into his strands, " Am not. I am giving you a chance. Am not stopping from doing anything, but I never said that I would be agreeing to whatever you'll say. You'll ask, and you'll say I won't stop you.  "

" Then it's a no? You don't wanna go out with me? "

Taehyung smiled a little, leaning until his forehead got pressed against Jungkook’s, " Its not like I don't want to. But, I wish to see to which extent you want me to. I want to see how much you want it, because we aren't that close for me to know from your tone and emotions behind your words. "

Jungkook leaned back a little only to press his palms against Taehyung’s cheek, " Aren’t my eyes enough to let you know that? Do my eyes not tell you how much my heart wants it? "

Taehyung gaped into his eyes, before he bit his own lips as the pad of his thumb brushed over Jungkook’s lips, " They do. But I want your lips to tell me that, so I would know that you really want me for what I am and this is exactly as how your eyes tell me, not something which I assume myself. "

" Then what? What- what more I need to do? "

Taehyung shrugged, moving his thumb in circles on the area around his lips, " Figure it out yourself. Let your heart make the path for you to me. Let yourself experience the feeling of working as according to your heart, not your parents or someone else. Listen to yourself, and then do everything they tell you to. "

Jungkook sighed, eyes closing shut as he inhaled air. With his closed eyes, he held Taehyung’s wrist and caressed his cheek against his soft and velvety palm, " The voice of my heart was shut down long ago. I can't make it voice out its desires to me anymore. Its long gone. "

Taehyung didn't say anything, instead without letting second thoughts raising in his head he walked forward and wrapped his arms around Jungkook, who immediately hugged him back as if he was waiting for Taehyung to make a move.

Jungkook, without even wasting a single second snuggled into his neck, circling his arms around Taehyung’s waist. Taehyung curled his arm around his neck, fingers finding their way to Jungkook’s locks and carding through them.

" That's what I wish to change. I want you to hear to yourself. Your own heart and soul. Know the feeling that how much it feels good when we crush down others opinions and orders and work ourselves according to what we actually need. What our soul exactly craves for. " Taehyung murmured gently, and then breaking the hug he cupped Jungkook’s cheeks,

" Let your heart speak for you. Because, I don't wish to be with someone who doesn't even know what he and his soul wants. I want to be with someone who's heart screams at me what he actually desires and what his problems are so his lips don't have to voice out anything to me. I want someone, " He mumbled, giving sweet strokes to Jungkook’s cheeks,

" ....someone with whom if I cuddle, I can hear  the voice of his heart. "

Jungkook lowered his eyes, " Yeah. Right. " He said, nodding.

Taehyung hummed, giving him a smile he stepped back, to which Jungkook immediately looked up with his large doe eyes staring him. " Can I have your number, at least? "

Taehyung smiled widely, before he bit his inner cheek and leaning forward he pressed a kiss over Jungkook’s cheek, which had his figure stiffening at once.

" I don't give numbers to strangers. You'll have my number after our first date. " He said smiling teasingly, and after that he went inside the room leaving Jungkook alone in the hallway with the brightest blush covering his both cheeks.

He gasped a little, fingers flying up where Taehyung just kissed him feeling how his lips still lingered there, even they just brushed over his cheek didn't even press properply, which a pleased yet shocked expression getting plastered over his face, with a shy smile and eyes staring at nothing in particular just cemented over the floor.

☆☆

Next Day:

Midnight:

Taehyung was laying under the blanket with Bogum snoring beside him wearing his usual light brown shorts and oversized grey shirt. His hair was messy and eyes on the phone, fingers scrolling down leisurely.

It was almost past midnight and he was trying to make himself sleep but he couldn't. The thoughts of Jungkook giving up on him didn't let him sleep. Because, in the morning when he had woken up he had thought that maybe Jungkook would do something else. Something more. But nothing. He did nothing.

And now here he was, thinking that Jungkook had just given up on him because whatever he demanded was too much for Jungkook to provide it to Taehyung.

After sometime, he sighed and turned off his phone throwing it blindlessly on the nightstand just then there was a knock over the door. A silent one, almost.

He scowled, immediately taking a look at the time at the time on his phone only to see that it was 1:30am in the morning. Hissing a little, he got up and opened the door only to see a girl standing there.

She gave him a little smile as she bowed before him, " Are you Jeon Taehyung? " She asked and Taehyung nodded, " Yes I am Jeon Taehyung, what happened? Why are you here- "

" Come with me. Your husband wants you somewhere. "

Taehyung blinked his eyes at her, " What? How- how am I supposed to believe your words? My husband can come upto me himself, and he wouldn't do- "

She smiled widely, and then nodding she took her phone out of her pocket. Upon opening something she turned the screen for Taehyung to look, " See. "

Taehyung looked at her phone, where Jungkook’s video was playing,

" Uhm...Hey, Taehyung. Its me, Jungkook. God, of course you saw me already I didn't need to tell my name. Am so dumb. " Jungkook sighed in the video, pinching his nose, " Well, I am sending some people they will guide you to me. Come to me. Husband. " And then the video was finished with Jungkook’s warm smile.

Taehyung felt himself over the clouds nine, as if everything around him had turned into a jittery and glittery mess. Mess, but a very beautiful and mesmerising one. Taehyung nodded, biting his lips nervously as he looked down at his clothes, thinking of the possibility that what if Jungkook was waiting for him in some kind of fancy restaurant.

" Uhm...Can- can you give me time to get read- "

She shaked her head, " No. I can't. He told us to bring you as you are. Don't change and come. " She said politely, which had Taehyung carding his fingers through his hair before he nodded reluctantly and followed the girl downstairs.

Upon reading the entrance of the hotel, he could already see a black colored car waiting for him. With a trembling heart, he sat in and the driver started to take him to his husband. His husband.

Almost after half an hour later, Taehyung observed the car stopping infront of a mansion instead of fancy restaurant as he thought. Taehyung looked over to the driver, " I think you have made a mistake. This- this isn't where am supposed to be. "

The man shrugged, " Am sorry, Sir. But this is exactly where your husband wanted you to come. "

A wave of panic and fear rushed over his figure. He knew. He knew that it wasn't Jungkook’s mansion. He maybe rich but he didn't had mansion in Italy that's why they were living in hotel, right? If he had a mansion then they would be living there, wouldn't they?

Taehyung’s breaths were unsteady in just seconds, as his whole body shaked from a strange kind of fear. He didn't know why it was, but he was scared. Too afraid, almost regretting that he believed strangers in an unknown country and came with them without even conforming things from Jungkook..

The driver looked at him and he could see his figure shaking a little, " Sir, you can go in and see your husband waiting for you. We were appointed by him. "

Taehyung shaked his head, " My husband doesn't have mansion in Italy. He doesn't. I know. " His fearful eyes turned into glaring ones, " Now you better take me back otherwise I'll start screaming here."

The driver tsked, ' Sir we are not allowed- "

" Take me back, Mister, otherwise I'll end up hurting you and I don't really want that. "

The man still didn't budge, and that was when Taehyung got out of the car in seconds, running and standing infront of the lines of mansions, " SOMEONE HELP ME! HELP ME PLEASE! THIS MAN HAS TAKEN ME UP HERE AND NOW HE WANTS- "

Before even he could complete his sentence, he saw Jungkook coming from the mansion in his shorts and t-shirt.

" What the hell?! Why are you screaming like this? "

Taehyung gritted his teeth, and smacked Jungkook on the shoulder. Then chest with both of his hands. Then again. Again. Again. Until, Jungkook grabbed both of his hands and pressed him against the nearest wall, " What, Taehyung? You got insane or what? "

" I thought someone had kidnapped me. Trapped me in by your name! You- you...." He hissed and then again smacked Jungkook’s bicep, " ..should've thought of something else! "

Jungkook chuckled, seeing how Taehyung’s lips were curled into the most cutest pout possible. " Oh my..." He cooed and then wrapped his arms around Taehyung, " I didn't know. I made that video for you to believe it all. I didn't know it would come out like this.."

Taehyung whined, squirming, " You don't have mansion here, and this man told me to go in there. "

" Who said I don't have mansion here? " Jungkook asked and then Taehyung broke the hug to look up at him, " What do you mean? You do? " Taehyung asked.

Jungkook laughed and kissed Taehyung’s forehead before he held his hand and guided him inside, " Come on. We have a long night to spend together. "

Together. With Jungkook. Taehyung liked the sound of it.

Without asking further questions, Taehyung let Jungkook guide him inside. When they reached the living room, all he was met with darkness and there only the light from the mood lamp ( like that of Jungkook’s own mood lamp).

Under those lights, he could see LCD turned on and various snacks and wine bottles placed on the coffee table.

Gawking his eyes all around the place Taehyung looked up at him, " What? Is this how we are going to spend our first date? "

Jungkook smiled, shrugging, " I don't know if it's a date or not. But I wished to spend time with you like this. I have been to hotels and restaurants and its so overrated. This is what I wanted to do with someone with whom I can be me, be my real self without the mask of perfection covering me up. "

Taehyung leaned closer, " Am I that person for you then? "

" I don't know. " Jungkook said, " ...but yeah maybe for my heart you are. "

Taehyung gave him a small smile before he nodded and then both of them went to sit on the couch beside each other on the couch just infront of the LCD. Jungkook opened the snacks and after filling the bowl with them, he scooted a little closer to Taehyung who had his back pressed against the couch.

He placed the bowl between their legs and played the song from his playlist before he poured their drinks and handed Taehyung’s to him.

Taehyung looked at him with fascination, as he took the glass from Jungkook took a sip from it. Jungkook leaned back, sitting comfortably which had their shoulders brushing.

" So? You were going to tell me about this mansion. If you had this then why that hotel? " Taehyung asked, leaning his head back.

Jungkook tilted his head and looked down at Taehyung, who was looking up at him with his large blue eyes. " It was my mother's wish. She wanted us to live in that hotel saying that it would be more good if we lived their and spent time with each other than here. "

Taehyung hummed, " Right. " Taehyung mumbled, voice quiet with eyes endeared eyes fixed at Jungkook.

He looked so warm. Too warm. His long black hair fell over his face, that itched Taehyung’s fingers to go and brush his fingers through them. His hair wasn't too long before, not when they married. But now they were long enough to reach his nape.

Even in that darkness, Taehyung could see the moles on Jungkook’s face along with his sparkly doe eyes helping him to see his features more clearly and absorb every detail deep inside him.

He had seen many boys. Many handsome ones. But, no one had ever looked that beautiful in long hair. No one.

Unaware of his actions, Taehyung felt his hands flying up and fingers curled themselves into Jungkook’s silky black hair, " Your hair wasn't that long before. " He almost whispered.

" Yeah. But, I am liking them like this. Why? Should I get them trimmed? "

Taehyung shaked his head in an instant, " No. No, don't. They- they suit you. Too much. You look so good in long hair. " He mumbled in awe, brushing his lean fingers through them.

Jungkook smiled, nodding, " I won't, yeah? But you have ruined my hairstyle, Mr.Jeon. "

Taehyung rolled his eyes, ruffling his hair, ruining them even more, resulting in them falling and covering Jungkook’s eyes.

Jungkook closed eyes, smiling with his lips pressed into a thin line.

Taehyung raised his brows, smiling teasingly, " Now what? I ruined it all. " He said, before he placed his glass of drink aside and from both of his hand brushed Jungkook’s hair back from his face, tucking them behind his hair. " Why does it even matter? You made it for me, and I saw it. But, " He looked up and ruffled his hair once more,

" I like them like this more. "

" Am not stopping you, now am I? " Jungkook said, arching a brow, " You can do whatever you want. I won't say anything. "

" Anything? "

Jungkook nodded, " Anything. " He confirmed.

Taehyung didn't say anything, but leaned back and took a sip from his drink. Jungkook turned his head at him, " What? Did I say something you didn't like? "

Taehyung shaked his head, eyes fixed on the LCD, " No. Its not that."

" Then what? "

" Nothing, Jungkook. " Taehyung said, and finished his whole glass in one take.

Jungkook gave him a last glance, before he looked at LCD and changed the song, playing " Until I found you' instead.

Taehyung felt his heart leaving his chest and going in another dimension when Jungkook got up from his seat, and immediately holding Taehyung’s hand made him stand up on his feet.

Without giving him another second to comprehend everything, he was already wrapping his arm around Taehyungs waist pulling him to himself until their chest brushed. With the other hand he intertwined their fingers and started swaying along with the rhythm of the song, with his staring deep into Taehyung’s.

Taehyung smiled widely, " What? Why are we dancing out of nowhere?! "

Jungkook shrugged, before he twirled Taehyung and pressed his back against his chest. He wrapped their intertwined hands around his waist, placing his chin over Taehyung’s shoulder, " Because I felt like it? " He mumbled, to which Taehyung laughed fondly.

They both closed their eyes with Taehyung tilting his head to the opposite side to give make more space for Jungkook, with their bodies moving in the same flow as the song.

Taehyung felt the words piercing through his heart whenever the line, " I would never fall in love again until I found you. " with Jungkook’s arms engulfing him in.

He felt too good. Too light. Too floaty.

Jungkook leaned closer until he reached his ear and pressed a kiss over it, before with their intertwined hands he turned Taehyung and made him face him again. Taehyung, this time, instead of placing his hand over Jungkook’s shoulder circled his arm around his neck, pulling him flushed against himself.

He stared deeply into Jungkook’s eyes, " You remember the conversation we had like this at our wedding? "

Jungkook lowered his eyes, the light and the sparkles under his starry eyes already fading away. Before Taehyung could utter something else, he was already being pulled by Jungkook who freed his hand and instead hugged him. Too tightly that he felt his breath stopping.

Jungkook nuzzled into his neck, as if trying a way to erase out his own existence and lose himself completely in Taehyung.

Taehyung closed his eyes, and hugged him even more tighter.

" Am sorr- "

" I didn't say it to make your eyes lose their spark. I just wanted to tell you that..I never thought that day that one day I would be spending time like this with you. I never thought that I would be able to see that anger and annoyance in your eyes that day being replaced by adoration and endearment. I didn't. "

Jungkook broke the hug, and pressed his palm over his nape. " I, too, never thought to see the disbelief and hate being replaced by trust and warm feelings. Something too homey and serene. I didn't." Jungkook let out, feeling his heart tingling under the protection of his ribs as Taehyung smiled widely with his boxy smile full on display.

Taehyung shaked his head, smiling before he let his head fall over on Jungkook’s shoulder, " What if all ends soon? "

Jungkook caressed Taehyung’s back, hand carding through Taehyung’s blonde strands, " Not when I have that ring with me. Not when I can really hear that ring screaming at me that it wishes to go to his real owner and kiss his golden skin. "

Taehyung sighed, and then wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s torso,  " Is it? Does it really wants me back? "

Jungkook smiled widely, hugging Taehyung close to himself, " Yes. It does wants you back. "

☆☆

The next morning when Jungkook woke up he immediately ran to Taehyung’s room after freshing up. They spent their night talking about random stuff, their favourite songs and hobbies, what they liked in their childhood and what they like now. And that's how when Jungkook saw the time it was 7am in the morning, and until then both of them were a little tipsy.

Jungkook helped Taehyung to get up and let him sleep in another room of his mansion. After making sure that he was fully covered by the blanket and placing a soft kiss over his forehead, he came out.

But now when he entered the bedroom, it was empty. The blanket was neatly placed over the bed and there was the note on the nightstand. When Jungkook walked in and opened it, it read,

Thanks for last night. I felt good. 

Your husband, Jeon Taehyung.

Jungkooo chuckled to himself reading the note, and then after placing it back on the nightstand he went towards the direction of the kitchen thinking of what to do next.

☆☆

Almost in the evening Taehyung was woken up by Bogum shaking him. Blinking his eyes open he was met by annoyed Bogum watching him with deadly gaze,

" What happened? Why are you so loud in the morning?! " Taehyung asked, groaning.

Bogum huffed out, and crossed his arms on the chest, pointing in the direction in front of the bed. Taehyung frowned and then got up, only to see many people coming in their hotel room and placing huge buckets of  'Flowers'  almost everywhere in their room. Every person entered with a huge bucket of flower and placed it anywhere they found space, until all of the room was filled with huge buckets and there wasn't any space left.

Then, a girl came upto both of them where Taehyung was watching the scene infront of him with wide eyes and Bogum was at the verge of bursting out.

The girl bowed and flickered her gaze from Bogum to Taehyung, " Who is Jeon Taehyung from both of you? " She asked and Taehyung raised his hand, " I am Jeon Taehyung. What is it? What are you guys doing? "

She smiled and then handed a letter to Taehyung’s hand. Taehyung looked back and forth between the letter and the girl before he opened the letter,

Husband,

I didn't know what to do next, but then that's what came into my mind. That's what people did for their partners in movies, and that simple coming in with single flower wouldn't be enough to explain my feelings for you. That's why, I went there and chose every single flower with my hands. Especially the ones which reminded me of the delicacy of your hands and the captivating beauty of your eyes.

I knew I wouldn't be able to say anything if I came with them, that's why am sending those flowers from the hands of someone else. They may reach you from others hands but they have my genuine feelings breathing in every single petal of theirs.

Am sorry, I didn't know about your favourite flower. That's why I made a special bucket of every single different flower. The flowers maybe different but the feelings inside their stems and petals are same.

Moreover, if you are allergic to flowers then am sorry for that too. I thought of that possibility, but then if you were allergic to them then you wouldn't have worn that huge rose over your suit in our wedding.

Please, accept my sincere feelings behind them.

Your husband, Jeon Jungkook.

A warm smile swept over Taehyung’s lips as he read the letter, feeling like a teenager who got accepted by his long lasted crush. By the time he was done reading, he looked around him only to see Bogum finding the space from between the flower and watching them with keen eyes.

All other people were gone. It was only Bogum and Taehyung.

Taehyung got up from the bed after placing the letter in his small bag, thinking that it might get lost if he placed it somewhere else. Making sure it was placed somewhere safe, he went upto the flowers, and in the next few minutes he found himself in the middle of almost 20 to 30 different buckets filled with different flowers.

Smiling widely, he crouched down and picked up a blue rose, travelling it upto his nose, smelling it only to feel warm. As if Jungkook’s warm feelings were seeping deep into his heart, leaving the rose behind.

Bogum looked at Taehyung, " What's happening between you two? You both are behaving like you guys aren't married for months! And it looks like you both are teenagers trying their best to court the other! For God's sake! "

Taehyung laughed, shaking his head, looking at the flower fondly, touching their petals with the pads of his fingers delicately. " Its not just you seeing us like teenagers. I feel like a teenager whose falling in love for the first time, when am with him. "

Bogum sat down on the bed, " Has he changed? "

Taehyung looked up, still touching the flowers, running the palm of his hand over them, " Changed? That word wouldn't do justice to what he has turned into. He's still the same, but the way he makes me feel has now changed. Alot. "

Bogum smiled, " How? You- you said that after a year or two you would be getting divorce. Then what? "

Taehyung shrugged, " I don't know. Maybe, if- if this doesn't work out we'll divorce. But if it does then we'll ....I don't know. We have so many things to learn about each other, and it would take more than enough time for us to ...to be with each other like- like others do. We have been married, but when we are with each other it feels like he's a stranger am trying to know. Someone who- who has claimed my heart and now we both are trying to know each other so we can step up in our relationship. "

Taehyung said, and then removing his eyes from Bogum he stared down, staring the flowers with affectionate gaze,

" Our story started in a wrong way, you know? If we were given time to get to know each other instead of being shoved into each other's life without even waiting for our agreement then am sure it would've been a little different. The steps which were meant to take before marriage, we both are taking those steps now, months after our marriage. "

Bogum sighed, laying down on the bed, " But..doesn't matter if the start was bad. At least you both are taking those steps now, it's better than parting ways, isn't it? If you both had taken a stupid decision then it would've changed your ending, but now...even if start of your both relationship was taken in a wrong way but the end now would be same. "

Taehyung’s heart shuddered under his chest, " I still don't know that if our end would be as I want it to be or not. "

Bogum rolled down, tching, " If one of you is determined to stay together then no one can ever stop you both from doing that. No one can. "

Taehyung pressed his lips together, nodding.

☆☆

The next few days went like that. Jungkook kept sending things. One day a huge Teddy bear, that was almost as same height as Taehyung’s. Then, a box full of diamond earrings just like Taehyung wears. They were wrapped in a red ribbon under hidden under the red velvet box.

The other day a box full of chocolates, with a little chit attached to every single one. Upon taking all of the chits off, it wholly read,

I want to see you but I don't know I don't have enough courage. But, I promise we'll see each other soon, Cherub.

For about fifteen days Bogum's hotel room was full of different decoration pieces, writhing flowers, boxes of different chocolates and almost two huge Teddy bears, one black and one brown which were sewed together by their hands.

On the belly of two Teddy bears, their name was written. Black one was named as Jungkook and brown one as Taehyung.

While, Taehyung’s portion of their shared cupboard was filled with different kind of boxes having different sections of necklaces, bracelets and earrings.

Taehyung didn't even know that this side of Jungkook existed. He couldn't even imagine.

And today in the morning when he got up, Bogum shoved a new letter in his hand that was tied to another decoration piece, in which there stood a small bunny and bear in a huge dome of glass.

Opening the letter, a pleased smile covered his lips,

I got it prepared for us. I mean...for you- but we'll be living together one day so yeah, for us. Uhm...I don't know, If you would even like it or not..or if you wish to spend time with me but ....get ready. Am coming to pick you up in few hours. Don't wear anything fancy, cause we won't be spending time like typical couple- I mean we are not a couple but still, we are going somewhere else. Just wear your usual baggy clothes and don't style up your hair, I like them messy.

Your husband, Jeon Jungkook.

A blush covered Taehyung’s cheeks, as he  folded the letter with a smile covering his lips. Bogum tsked looking at him, shaking his head, " I swear you look like a lovesick fool. I mean, you're behaving like he's someone else, not your husband. He's your husband, Tae! Not your high school crush, for heaven's sake! "

Taehyung kissed the glass, looking at the little bunny and brown tiny bear standing with their hands in each other. Looking up at Bogum he rolled his eyes, " Shut up! I am allowed to react as I want. He's my husband, and he's doing things for me, then how am I supposed to take it? "

Bogum thrashed his arms in the air, " Like normally? "

Taehyung smiled bitterly, eyes again falling over to the bear and bunny, " Only if you knew what we both had gone through because of each other then you'll understand why am I even reacting like this to his overflowing affection and tenderness. "

☆☆

Taehyung found himself sitting in Jungkook’s car in next few hours and then they both were arriving at an amusement park, the most unexpected place.

Getting out of the car with their intertwined hands they both went in, like Taehyung always saw couples entering. Like Taehyung saw other gay couples coming in when he got out with Bogum.

Not many words were exchanged between them. Becuase the glances they shared were enough to let the other know what they felt. Jungkook took him to different stalls, buying him cotton candy then ice cream and then a few different kind of snacks.

Jungkook insisted on taking a roller coaster ride, but upon hearing Taehyung’s fear for heights, he stopped requesting. After a while, roaming around the place, hands in hands, Taehyung’s eyes fell on the tiniest little bunny which was smiling, and at that exact moment Jungkook’s wide smile made its appearance in his head.

Pointing at that, he pulled Jungkook closer, " I want it. " He muttered, looking at that.

Jungkook followed his gaze and found that bunny, " I will get it for you. Wait there. " He said, not even waiting a second he going and then came back to Taehyung after winning it.

Taehyung gave him his healing boxy smile, before he launched himself into his arms, mumbling a little, " Thank you. "

The time which Taehyung spent with Jungkook felt like flying. He didn't even realize when it was night time and they were eating their 3rd ice cream now seating on the wooden bench,

" Do you bring your dates here? Every single one? " Taehyung asked, eating his cone ice cream with Jungkook sitting close enough to him that the sides of their thighs were pressed against each other.

" I don't date, remember? "

Taehyung turned his head at him, " But you had a girlfriend when we married. "

Jungkook chuckled, leaning forward. He wiped the ice cream off of the corner of Taehyung’s lip and sucked his thumb, " I told you I didn't date. She was a one night stand who turned out to be my assistant's sister. When she got to know about that, she started visiting me in my office and well...that's how we just started sleeping with each other. It wasn't that serious. "

Taehyung’s face fell, as he took his eyes off of Jungkook and hummed, eating his ice cream.

Jungkook sensed it. He scooted himself a little closer to Taehyung, before he wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s waist and placed his head over his shoulder, " No one has ever made me feel like you, Tae. I- I don't have words, but I have my eyes. I wish to bare myself infront of you so you could see yourself what actually your presence around me makes me feel. "

Taehyung sat straight, eating his ice cream leisurely. " Why you broke up with her? " Taehyung asked instead.

" I saw the footage, of what she did in the kitchen. "

Taehyung tilted his head, looking down at him, " You have cameras in your mansion?! "

Jungkook shaked his head, smiling, " No. I- I don't. Not anymore. But I had, before you. As I lived alone and didn't remain in home for longer time, so I kinda feared that if someone breaks in or- or you know whatever happens in there I won't be able to notice anything. Thats why I kept my eye on everything while being in my office. "

Taehyung watched him suspiciously, arching a brow, " You had cameras in my room, too? "

Jungkook pressed his lips together to surpress his smile, " Yes. I had. But they are disabled now. I got them all removed, after I broke up with her. Because I knew now I had you to take care or everything. "

Taehyung looked terrified. Really terrified. He breathed out, widened eyes fixed at Jungkook, " What do you mean the cameras were on before that kitchen incident?! What the hell?! That means I was living under your eyes for a whole month?! " Taehyung almost yelled, his own ice cream falling down on the floor.

Jungkook hissed, looking around he pressed his palm over his lips, " Shh...don- don't panick. I- I wasn't gay. For God's sake, I swear I didn't watch you masturba*ing taking my name. "

Taehyung bit his palm, resulting in Jungkook pulling his hand back in an instant, " I would never mast*rbate by your name, Jeon. " Taehyung muttered, rolling his eyes, flipping his hair that covered his nape.

Jungkook stared him with dark intense gaze, " Are you sure you won't? " Jungkook asked in husky voice, leaning close until his lips  brushed over Taehyung’s cheek, " You sure you didn't think of me while pleasing yourself in shower or bed? "

Taehyung gaped at him, feeling his breath being stolen by Jungkook's words. Looking in his eyes for a moment he cursed under his breath as he pushed Jungkook back, standing up. " You need to shut up, Jeon. " He said.

Jungkook smiled at him, seeing the pinkish blush covering Taehyung’s lips, as he got up from the seat and followed Taehyung, holding his hand again. " At least deny it. So, I would know you- "

Taehyung smacked his bicep, " Shut up. Shut up! Shut up! "

Jungkook giggled, earning tiny forced slaps from Taehyung, " Okay! Okay! I won't tease more. I won't. " He vowed and then Taehyung stopped.

Jungkook, from the grip he had on Taehyung's hand turned him and coiling his arm around his waist pulled him flushed against his chest, " Uhm...I want to ride ferris wheel with you. " He almost whispered.

Taehyung gulped, resting the palm of his hands over his both shoulders, " I'll pass out for sure. "

Jungkook shaked his head, " I won't let you. I promise. Believe me. "

Taehyung closed his eyes for a second, letting his head fall over at Jungkook’s. Inhaling a deep breath that was exhaled by Jungkook he opened his eyes again, " Okay. For you. " Taehyung mumbled.

Jungkook gave him a polite and tender smile, before he leaned to press a soft kiss over his cheek and then guided them towards the ticket section of ferris wheel.

After a while, Taehyung and Jungkook were both sitting inside the cabin. Jungkook could already see Taehyung’s body shaking and trembling. Reaching his arms out, he pulled Taehyung closer, pressing him against his chest, " Don't fret. Don't. Am here. I won't let anything happen to you. "

When the ride started, Taehyung went cold under Jungkook’s arms. When Jungkook’s hand unconsciously travelled upto his forehead to brush his fingers through his hair, he felt his fingertips getting wet from the sweat that had covered Taehyung’s forehead.

With a scared heart, he held Taehyung’s shoulders tightly, making him get up from his chest and face Jungkook.

Taehyung looked at him with half opened eyes, sweat all over his face and color going pale, that had Jungkook panicking.

" Hey, hey...Taehyung..Look at me. Its- its me, Jungkook. " Jungkook urged, tapping his cheek.

Taehyung took in a deep breath, smiling forcefully with his mouth parted to help his struggling lungs, " I- I can see you. Don- don't worry, am- am okay. " Taehyung said, his words incoherent as if someone was grasping his throat.

Jungkook’s heart swelled up, " Tae....Tae, no. You- you're not okay. Its- its alright. I'll- I'll give them a sign and then they would stop this. Don't worry. Just keep your eyes on me, yeah? " Jungkook babbled, but before he could raise his hand to signale them, Taehyung had already held his wrist.

Taehyung leaned closer, holding Jungkook’s wrist closed to his heart, closing his eyes as his head got into contact with Jungkooks chin, " Don't. Don't. You- you wanted to ride it with me, then we'll do it. "

Jungkook kissed his head, " No. Not when you're like this. "

Taehyung forcefully opened his eyes, leaning back he stared into Jungkook’s eyes, " Then distract me. Remove my mind from this fear and make it drown in something else. " Taehyung whispered, as he crawled Jungkook’s hand up and make him hold his nape.

Jungkook’s other hand which was secured around Taehyung clutched at Taehyung’s shirt, as Taehyung moved forward with his eyes flickering from Jungkook’s eyes to his lips. Not even waiting for a second, he cupped Jungkook’s nape with both of his hands.

" How- how to distract you? "

Taehyung smiled, poking Jungkook’s nosetip by his, " How do you think am saying you to? "

" I don't know if it's you who wants it, or just your fear.  Am afraid you don't want it. "

Taehyung caressed his cheek by his thumb, " If I didn't want it then my fear wouldn't have wanted it too. "

Jungkook swallowed, before he held his chin gently and made him look up at him.

" Am- am going to kiss you. "

Taehyung closed his eyes, " Please do. "

And then the cotton candy like lips were landing on rosy lips of Taehyung’s.

☆☆

Taehyung entered Bogum's hotel room with ragged breaths. He plopped himself on the bed, making Bogum let out a low grunt.

With his half opened eyes, Bogum arched his neck to look at him, " The fu*k Tae? I was sleeping! It's past midnight. " He said, voice hoarse and gravelly.

Taehyung smiled instead, settling himself on his arm, " I kissed him. I- I kissed, Jungkook. " He told him, breathlessly.

Bogum tsked, pressing his teeth together, " Yeah, your husband not a celebrity or your high school crush. " He muttered, unbothered.

Taehyung scoffed, " I kissed him, Bogum. We kissed. Me and Jungkook kissed infront of so many people. Bogum, " He tapped his shoulder, " ...Jungkook kissed me. "

Bogum groaned, " Taehyung! He's your husband! You were supposed to having s*x with him and you're here like you got your first kiss tonight. Hell, you weren't even that excited when you had your first kiss. "

Taehyung rolled his eyes, laying down, hugging the bunny close to his chest which Jungkook bought for him. Staring the ceiling for a minute he turned his head at Bogum again, " Open your eyes. " He urged, and Bogum opened his eyes to which Taehyung showed him the bunny,

" Jungkook won it for me. " He told him, smiling shyly.Bogum laughed, laying at his back, pinching the tip of his nose, " Taehyungie...you're whipped. I swear. "

Taehyung whined, rolling over the bed until his head was placed on Bogum's shoulder, " I- I am feeling too many things right now. I don't know what to do. I- I am just ....my heart is...its trapped in so many emotions. " He murmured, voice trembling as he snuggled closer into Bogum's neck.

Bogum smiled, placing his hand over Taehyung’s head, " Am so happy for you. Too much. May you see more with him. Many more years and many more different feelings because of him.."

Taehyung smiled to himself, and then Bogum's felt Taehyung’s tears wetting his neck. He gasped as he tried to remove Taehyung’s face from his neck but Taehyung’s tugged at his shirt, nuzzling more into his neck.

" Hey...Why- why those tears? You- you are supposed- "

Taehyung chuckled, " Am- am so overwhelmed. Too- too much. I- I....can't make myself forget the emotions that covered his eyes when- when he broke the kiss. He- he ....his- his gaze...it- it was too strong. It wasn't simple adoration, endearment or- or something tender. It- it was something strong. Too- too strong that it directly striked my heart. "

Bogum smiled, kissing Taehyung’s hairline, " Well, you'll know the name of 'that' strong emotion. Even though your heart knows it even now too.  "

He was right.

His heart did.

But it was in denial because he didn't want to end up assuming things on his own.

Taehyung just sniffed, crying silently hugging Bogum close to him.

☆☆

The little dates between them became a thing. Almost everyday Taehyung would be getting a letter from Jungkook tied to different thing and then they would be going somewhere different.

Arcades. Roaming around in parks. Picnics at which Jungkook brought his handmade food. Long drives. Visiting museums. Art galleries, and then eating at little food stalls on the street.

They never went to somewhere fancy. Never, nor Taehyung wanted them too. Most of the time, they stayed at Jungkook’s mansion watching movies, sometimes cooking together, cleaning the stuff and then ...cuddling.

Taehyung didn't know if laying on others shoulder while watching a long movie was considered as cuddling or not...but he would call it cuddling. Whenever they watched a movie together, Jungkook ended up placing his head over his shoulder, and when the movies got longer they both would be laying on the couch with Jungkook’s front pressed against his back.

That's how it continued for three months. He didn't even realize when ...it all became a routine. Spending time with each other became a routine. And then he started living there at his mansion, instead of living at Bogum's hotel, but they never slept in same room.

They woke up at almost the same time, had breakfast and then hung out until it was evening. Then, they would watch movies together till late at night.

Just like tonight. The living room was drowned in darkness, with the light coming from the LCD illuminating their fused figures. Both of them were laying on the couch with Taehyung's head placed over Jungkook’s arm and his back pressed against Jungkook’s chest.

Taehyung’s figure almost seemed hidden in Jungkook’s strong and sturdy arms, with Jungkook’s chin placed over Taehyung’s shoulder. Taehyung’s eyes were almost half hooded from the warmth and comfort enveloping his body. He liked- loved it when he was like this in Jungkook’s arms. He loved it when Jungkook always pulled him closer or hugged him as he was the dainty doll that he was afraid to hurt.

Jungkook’s hold was always gentle. Gentle but strong. Strong and protective. Something which always made Taehyung feel safe.

Taehyung felt Jungkook moving behind him, until he reached out and held Taehyung’s hand, caressing his long and slim fingers with the pad of his thumb.

" I love you fingers. " Jungkook said, smoothly moving his hand over his soft skin.

Taehyung opened his closed eyes, looking at their almost intertwined hands, " I was watching movie, Jungkook. " He grumbled.

Jungkook scoffed, " Sure. That's why your little snores were making their way to my ears. " He snickered.

Taehyung seeched, nudging him, " Shut up! You have been talking alot nowadays. "

Jungkook chuckled, snuggling into Taehyung’s neck, " God....You were the one who urged me to talk everytime. And now you're behaving like this? " He questioned, pouting with his face hidden in Taehyung’s neck, " Am hurt, Tae. "

Taehyung rolled his eyes, with his eyes still looking at their hands, their both fingers fondling with each other. " Of course, you are.." Taehyung smiled to himself as he said so.

Jungkook let out a low exhaled as he got up and then fixed his gaze over Taehyung’s fingers, " You know after all this...I am not liking your empty hands. "

Taehyung hummed, " I'll wear your bracelets tomorrow. For now, am too tired for that. "

Jungkook snorted, " No that. Your fingers. They look empty. Not your wrists. " He whispered out, and Taehyung’s breaths hitched, when Jungkook’s thumb made its way to Taehyung’s ring finger, caressing it, " It looks so empty. Too much. To the extent that it burns my soul from how dark it look without something sparkling over it. "

Taehyung felt his throat getting dry.

" Something bright. Circled. Something which can hug it and then never let it go. Something which can reach each and every corner of your heart as soon as it makes contact with your skin. Something which can hold you when you're down. Something which can give you a sense of comfort and....love. "

Taehyung’s ears perked up, " Lo- love? " He asked, voice trembling.

Jungkook nodded, " Yes, Love. " He approved, " Something which can make your heart feel at peace by its presence around your finger. " Jungkook breathed out, nosing at his neck, " Tae...." He called out, voice hushed and low.

" Ye- yes? "

Jungkook swallowed, " My heart wants it. So bad. It- its in deep fear of you- you leaving and someone else putting the claim of their name on you. My- my soul shudders against my flesh when- whenever I- I think of a future with- without us being like this. Without us together. I- I want it. Ple- please. " He voiced out, figure almost shaking as he let out the words out of his mouth.

" I- I....no- not only me, the- the ring. Its- its fu*king wailing without you. It- it wants you so bad. It- it has been crying since forever from the time it lost the taste of your skin. "

Taehyung inhaled in a deep breath, before he got up separating their flushed bodies. Jungkook looked at him with horrific gaze as Taehyung sat on the couch, which also had Jungkook getting up and sitting infront of Taehyung with his legs crossed.

Taehyung looked up at him, " Do you love me? "

Jungkook’s eyes watered as a smile covered his lips, " You think I would be asking this from you if- if I wasn't sure of my own feelings? Do- do you really think am that stupid to repeat my mistake again? "

Taehyung shaked his head, " Not that. I know everything. But I wish to know from you. I want you to say it, not my heart to feel it. "

A tear rolled over Jungkook’s cheeks, which he immediately wiped. Smiling at Taehyung with his reddening eyes, he got up from the couch and at once kneeled infront of Taehyung, without giving him time to register what was happening.

" What are you- "

Jungkooo sniffled, and placed his palms over Taehyung’s knees, looking up at him with his arched neck. He stared in his eyes with his own eyes tearing up, and made himself sit at his knees in between Taehyung’s legs.

" Jungkoo- "

Jungkook smiled again, and took off the rings from his neck that were in the red string and then handed them over to Taehyung.

" I don't know what we call love. I'll be honest. But...thinking of you everything. Feeling jittery by seeing your smile. Feeling happy because you're happy and dying down when there are tears in your eyes. Getting heart escalating to the point of bursting out when you look at me with those- those eyes. It just melts my whole being. " He wobbled out, palms pressed at Taehyung’s knees with his his tears rolling off his eyes.

" I- I don't know about love. I don't. Because I never fell in love with someone else. Never did. But, what I feel for you ......is different. Different and completely opposite to what others made me feel. Hell, no one ever made me feel like you do. I don't- don't have words to explain that. I don't. And am- am sorry if- if ..." He choked on his tears,

" Am- am sorry if- if that's what you didn't want. Am- am sorry ...if I am saying too much and you- you don't want it. The decision is in your hands, " He cried out, as he held Taehyung’s hand in which there were two rings tied in a string, " ...you- you are the one. You are the one to chose. "

Taehyung looked back and forth from the rings to Jungkook crying at his knees in front of him. Before he reached his hand out and wiped Jungkook’s tears, " When you are around me my heart doesn't flutter, you know that? " He asked gently, wiping his overflowing tears.

" My stomach doesn't clench, my palms don't sweat, my head doesn't spin. Instead, my heart beat softens knowing its safe. " He murmured, giving Jungkook a small smile with his loving gaze fixed over to Jungkook, " I didn't even realize when my hatred for you changed into this, even you didn't do anything to make me fall for you.." He sighed, chuckling, feeling his own eyes watering upon seeing Jungkook smiling at him with tears sparkling.

" I- I didn't fall for you because of what you could do and couldn't do for me. I fell for you because you were unapologetically yourself. You didn't hide yourself, from me. Your ugly, disgusting and utterly heart shattering parts remained infront of me along with your perfect and beautiful ones. I fell for your beautiful soul and big heart, especially your honest about everything. It stirs something inside me. "

Taehyung explained, thumb stroking his cheek. Before continuing he leaned and pecked Jungkook’s lips, " I- I love you for everything you are and everything you are not. You're so perfectly flawed but ...also so perfectly you. " He sniffled, as he wiped his own tears from his other hand and picked up the rings, untying the string before he took Jungkook’s ring in his hand and handed his ring to Jungkook’s.

" I have made many mistakes in my life. Many. But...I never knew some mistakes turn out to be this beautiful. " Taehyung said, smiling.

Jungkook wiped his tears from both of his hands and then sat straight on his knees, before he reached out and held Taehyung’s hand in his, looking into his eyes, " Its hard for me to put you in words because I have never loved anyone like this. Words...aren't my thing. But ...I promise, I promise to love you in ways that make you realize how much you mean to me. How much your smile and hearty eyes mean for me. How much my heart and soul cherish your presence. " Jungkook said, sincerity evident from the look in his eyes.

Taehyung almost choked at his breath when Jungkook looked down and smiling to himself slided the ring in Taehyung’s finger, before leaning and pressing a peck over his hand, then all of his fingers.

Taehyung held his chin and made him look up, " I'll love you. I'll love you as long as the sun burns in the sky. As long as stars and moon cast their light over the earth. Until the raging blue ocean become calm and dry. I'll love you. I'll love you until the end of time, until there's no boundary of time for us to be together. I'll stay with you, and will make my way to heaven with your soul beside me. " Taehyung cried out, voice cracking in the middle as he said so.

Jungkook’s eyes turned teary once again, that had him grabbing Taehyung’s collar and yanking him down to peck his lips. With quivering fingers and tears blurring his eyes Taehyung held Jungkook’s hand and wore him the ring, heart feeling at peace when he witnessed their both mixed tears falling over their hands and also on the rings shining brightly in their fingers.

The rings that were hollow and void from every kind of emotional feeling, now overflowed from the extent of tender and warm emotions. This time, Taehyung’s skin didn't itch. It didn't. It didn't feel burning from the contact of the metal against it, instead it felt alive. Everything around him felt alive. Serene. As if he was experiencing real heaven in this material world.

Especially when Jungkook hugged him tightly, crying like he won the most previous thing in his life, that had Taehyung’s shaky figure falling at Jungkook and both of them falling down at the floor, with Jungkook’s arms protectively holding Taehyung close to himself.

Both of their cries filled the living room, along with their faces beaming from the smile that adored their lips. Jungkook’s hold on Taehyung tightened, as he cried wetting Taehyung’s hairline. Pressing a soft kiss over his head, he whimpered out,

" I- I promise. I- I promise to spend eternity looking for the words to describe you. I promise. I- I promise to- to lov- love you. I- I love you...God...You- you're my- my ....mine. My- my beautiful forever. A-  connection that feels too deep, that even- ecen eternity feels too short to spend with you. "

And Taehyung? He didn't had more words. He didn't. So, instead of looking for words to reply to Jungkook he leaned back from his chest and pressed his lips against Jungkook’s, pouring all of the warmth of his heart in the kiss.

He felt like...he won. Like, a way which he was too scared to take...he had now passed it. He had taken the whips of time and now it was the time for his reward. For his belief in God and firmness in his character. The time wasn't going to come again when he'll be fighting with his problems alone. The time was now going to be forgotten when he wiped his tears himself, because now he had someone.

He had him. His husband. He had him.

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The End~

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