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7:30 AM

The youngest mistress of the Kim household—Mrs Kim Jungkook —is busy in the kitchen. His hands are full with tasks as he must prepare breakfast on time. Though this isn’t anything new for him; it’s been his daily routine since he got married.

Jungkook lowers the heat on the stove and quickly cleans his hands. He then climbs the stairs and enters a room. As soon as he walks in, his eyes fall on two little figures wrapped in blankets, fast asleep on the bed. A satisfied smile graces the corners of his lips. He pulls back the curtains, allowing the soft morning sunlight to stream in and fall on Taegguk and Taesonie. As the light touches their faces, they scrunch up in response, clearly disturbed by the sudden brightness. Jungkook chuckles softly at the sight of his little ones, sitting on the bed and gently stroking their heads. "Come on babies, wake up quickly, it’s time for school," he says. But there’s no response from gguk or sonie . He calls them again, but still, they don’t budge. Jungkook shakes his head, ‘They’ve become such little actors, just like their grandma.’

"I can tell very well that both of you are awake and just pretending. So, I’m warning you, get up now," he says in a warning tone. At his words, both children blink their eyes open and let out exaggerated fake yawns, acting as if they’ve just woken up. "Oh mommy good morning," sonie says, playing along. Jungkook narrows his eyes at them, amused at their little act

"Alright, alright, enough with the drama. Time to get up." But instead of getting up, Gguk wraps his arms around his and mumbles in a sleepy voice, "Mommy, kissy please" Sonie,  resting her head on his lap, adds, "Yes, Mommy, kissy please."

For them, the day can’t truly begin without their morning kiss from their mommy. Kisses from mommy are like energy booster, they help you stay strong the whole day. This narrative was given to them by their one only father who claims that kisses from mommy are one the reason why he's so successful today.

However, Jungkook preps his babies with lots of kisses and love. Gguk and Sonie hugs their mommy and enjoys their pampering session. "Ok ok, enough kisses, now freshen up soon and get ready school"

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Stepping into the master bedroom, Jungkook finds it empty, meaning his husband is in the bathroom. Jungkook walks near the crib beside his bed and saw his baby cub still sound asleep, "after bothering mommy all night, Mr. Kim Junho is taking his peaceful nap" he softly pinches baby Junho's nose. Last night Junho troubled him a lot, the younger didn’t let him close his eyes for a second. He was being all whiney and moody.

Jungkook began to arrange his husband’s outfit for the day, as usual. He kept them on the bed and then a pair of veiny arms snakes around his waist. A hard chest pressed against his back and someone nuzzles their face behind his ear. It's none other than his hubby, Kim Taehyung.

The younger didn’t flinch even a bit as he was more than habitual to it. Taehyung's hand moves under Jungkook's t-shirt and touched his bare skin. A shiver run down Jungkook's spine as the cold hands came in contract with his warm body. The hands slowly trails up stopping right below the heavy tits. He weights them in his palm before fondling them,earning a painful yelp from Jungkook.

Taehyung frowns in surprise, "What happened?" he turns him around. Jungkook whines putting his hands on Taehyung's chest, "Junie suckled me all night, he was being a brat and now they are sore" he pouts complaining about his son to his husband. The elder chuckled and flicks his chin, "You should have woken me up, is it hurting a lot? Let me see"

Jungkook's cheeks turned red as he widen his eyes, "What let me see? Go get dressed" Taehyung shrugs,"Come on, lift your shirt, I want to kiss them good morning" but instead the younger slaps his chest and tries to move away. Taehyung tighten his grip around his waist, "Stop wriggling, you can't be free unless I want"

"Why" Jungkook whines, "leave me, I need to go downstairs, eomma must be yelling by now" Taehyung remained silent, he knows Jungkook would soon give up and submit to his wish.

"Okay fine, I'm letting you but don’t do anything naughty" Jungkook warns making Taehyung grin at him.

"Sure, I'll be a good boy"

"I know how good you are" the younger mutters as he slowly lift his top and pulls his bra down. His tit bounced free in front of Taehyung. They are swollen and the areolas are angry red with few bite marks, done by little Junie's new grown teeths. They are damp with milk. Taehyung eyes grew concern as he stares at them, "This brat is getting naughtier day by day"

"He is just a baby hubby" Taehyung didn’t say anything, he gently caressed his fingers pads on them making Jungkook shudder. And then he shifts Jungkook on the couch and kneels in front of him. The large, tender breasts swaying with each movement. Taehyung takes the large tits in his palms and kissed the nipples one by one. Jungkook closed his eyes at the slight pleasure and hold onto Taehyung's nape. Taehyung gives kitten licks to the red grapes and moans as the sweet milk hits his taste bud. Jungkook gasps softly as the elder latched on his right nipple, softly slurping his milk.

Their moment got ruined as a loud cry pierced through the air. 

"No no please don't wake up, please please"

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"Jungkook, KIM JUNGKOOK! Where are you? Do you have any idea how late it is? Are you planning to keep everyone hungry?" Mrs. Kim Ryujin's sharp voice echoed through the Kim household’s dining hall, making even the walls seem to tremble. Hurrying down the stairs, Jungkook moved quickly, cursing his luck.. He is today—and it was all Taehyung fault.

"I'm here eomma, sit down, I'll serve everything right away," he said hastily, placing dishes on the table with practiced efficiency. Mrs. Kim scoffed, crossing her arms. "Do you have any common sense at all? Your father-in-law has diabetes, the kids have school, and Taehyung needs to be at the hospital on time! How can you be so careless?" Jungkook bit his lip, feeling the weight of his mother-in-law’s scolding, though it was nothing unusual. A day without his mother-in-law’s complaints seemed almost impossible.

Ryujin kept scolding him, meanwhile he remained silent, continuing his work as if he hadn't heard anything.
Gguk Sonie, and Mr Kim Chanyeol quietly ate their food, avoiding the brewing tension.

A few minutes later, Taehyung walked in,he took his seat.

"Morning everybody," he greeted.

"Good morning Dada!" Gguk and Sonie chimed in enthusiastically.

"Morning," Chanyeol replied briefly.

Ryujin shot Taehyung a look. "Why are you so late today? Didn’t Jungkook wake you up on time?"

"No eomma, it just took me longer to get ready," Taehyung replied casually, throwing a quick glance at Sana. Ryujin scoffed. "Okay okay, No need to cover for your wife." Taehyung sighs but said nothing more, knowing that arguing would be pointless.

As they finished their breakfast, Taehyung stood up fron his seat to get going. Gguk and Sonie also gets down as their Dada will be dropping them at school. They bid goodbyes with everyone and trotted towards the door. Jungkook as always, stepped forward to see them off. 

The kids quickly ran outside and climbed into the car. Taehyung paused at the doorstep to look back at Jungkook who was behind him. He swiftly pulled him closer closer by the waist. Jungkook wasn’t surprised or anything as It's their daily routine.

Taehyung pecks his lips twice and squeezed his waist, "Take care ok?"

Jungkook nods with a smile, "You too"

With a light smack on his butt, the elder moved away and gets into the car. Soon they drove off. Jungkook waited till the car disappears from his sight and then walks inside.

Tbc...

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1:00 am...

Exhausted, Taehyung finally stepped into the house. The weight of performing five consecutive surgeries pressed heavily on his body, leaving him utterly drained.But the moment he walked in, all his fatigue seemed to melt away.

"Welcome home, hubby," his beautiful wife, Jungkook greeted him with a bright smile before wrapping his arms around him in a warm embrace. He pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, his touch is gentle yet filled with affection.
Taehyung let out a slow breath, his eyes closing briefly as he soaked in the comfort Jungkook offered. It was incredible how, with just his presence, Jungkook could dissolve all the exhaustion from his body.

After holding each other for a while, Jungkook gently pulled away from Taehyung's embrace.

"Tired?" he asked softly, his eyes scanning his weary face. Taehyung nodded slowly. "I was," he replied, his voice low and sincere. "But the moment I saw you, all the exhaustion disappeared."

A shy smile crept onto Jungkook’s lips. He looked away, his cheeks turning a soft shade of pink, unable to meet the intensity in Taehyung's gaze. 

"Come, I'll serve dinner" saying this Jungkook tries to move away from Taehyung's hold but instead it got tighten around his waist. Jungkook furrowed his brows and looked up to Taehyung—their eyes met again, and this time Jungkook noticed the gleam his eyes. His siren eyes were dark with desire. 

"You...." Jungkook murmurs. 

Taehyung doesn’t answer. Instead he leans it, brushing his lips softly against Jungkook's, pecking them. His voice barely a whisper against his lips,"I'm not hungry for food baby....I need you"  

The low, deep voice sent chills down Jungkook's spine. He could feel the longing for him. He circles his arms around his neck. Taehyung swept him up into his arms in one smooth motion, holding him close against his chest as he began to walk toward the stairs.

"Junie is sleeping in our room," Jungkook whispered against his neck, his voice soft and breathy. “Let’s go to the guest room.”

Without a word, Taehyung nodded, adjusting his grip on him as he turned toward the guest room, his steps slow and deliberate—each one heavy with anticipation.

As they steps inside the guest, Taehyung laid Jungkook on the bed. Their eyes locks— Jungkook felt so tiny under those eyes. Taehyung licks his lips gazing his beautiful wife. How lucky he is to get someone like Jungkook who is all devoted to him. He could find solace in Jungkook's embrace only.  

His veiny hand works on the buttons of Jungkook's blouse revealing two naked melons. Jungkook wasn’t wearing any bra but nipple patches that are soaked with his milk. Taehyung's throat dried, he gulps hard. His finger glides across Jungkook's damp nipple patch, eliciting a soft gasp from him. He leans in, inhaling the sweet, milky scent emanating from his boobs. 

With a gentle tug, Taehyung peels off the soaked patch, exposing Jungkook's erect nipple to the cool air. He quickly wraps his lips around the sensitive bud, sucking hungrily as he fondled the other breast. Jungkook's back arches slightly, a moan escaping his throat as pleasure courses through his body. 

Taehyung swirls his tongue around the nipple, coaxing out more milk. Jungkook pushed his boob more into his mouth. His whole boob gets coated with milk mixed with Taehyung's saliva. Emptying one, Taehyung moves to another. His hands roams around Jungkook's body, tracing his curves. With a deft motion, he pulls off Jungkook's pant along with his panties, drenched with arousal fluid. He slides his index and middle finger between the folds and rubs up and down. Jungkook let out a breathy moan as the elder pinches his clit. Then he easily slid into his tight heat, pumping slowly.

Taehyung released the nipple with a wet pop, he stares at Jungkook's flushed face. "My beautiful wife" he purrs ,his voice low and husky. "I love you soo fucking much",without waiting for a response, he descenced between his thighs, burying his face in the dripping pussy. His tongue laps at the wet pussy lips, savoring the tangy flavour of his arousal mixed with the sweetness of his milk. 

"Nghhh" Jungkook's eyes rolls back as he cried out, he back arching as his husband devours his sweet kitty. His finger tangled in his hair while his thighs squeezed Taehyung's head. His toes curled as Taehyung's nose nudging his swollen labia with each lap of his tongue. His tongue traces the seam of his slit before sneaking inside his welcoming warmth. Jungkook's walls clenching around the wet muscle, his moans grew louder, more urgent, he rocks his hips on Taehyung's face. Taehyung gripped on his thighs as he increased his pace and soon he squirts like faucet and Taehyung savors the taste of his pleasure.

They took a moment to catch their breath before Taehyung surges upright to capture Jungkook's lips in a passionate kiss. Jungkook hugs his body and wraps his legs around Taehyung's waist and moans as he tastes his own release. They broke the kiss, huffing. 

"I can't wait anymore", Taehyung  growls and sits up to take off all his clothes. He positioned himself at his entrance, the broad head of nudging against the slick folds. Jungkook spread his legs wider, inviting him in, his body trembling with anticipation. Taehyung grunts seeing how eager his wife is for him. With a powerful thrust, he slammed his monstrous member inside earning a yelp from the younger. Jungkook grips the sheet shutting his eyes as he felt full of his husband cock. Taehyung grunts as his walls gripped around his cock like a snake. It's been years he had married his wife yet it feels new everytime. 

His hands graps the bouncing boobs as he begins to move his hips. It's so warm and sucking his cock so well that Taehyung feels like cumming soon. Jungkook is a moaning mess, his hubby is fucking him so good. Taehyung pulls out his member to see how the pussy is pulsing for him then slides in again to see how it gulps him all. He thrusts becomes brutal slowly. Jungkook's lewd moans, his rough groans and their skin slapping sounds filled the air creating a erotic scenario. They were immersed in themselves, nothing more matters right now. 

Soon both of them comes to the edge and couldnt hold back any longer. They came together and Taehyung falls on top of Jungkook. They breaths heavily, taking a moment to relax.  

Taehyung didn’t pull out rather picked up his wife and heads towards to bathroom. There he pinned Jungkook against the glass before pouncing in him. Jungkook let his husband do whatever he wants, he just wants him happy and satisfied. 

They comes out taking a hot shower, Jungkook is limping, his legs were wobbling. Taehyung is all good, his exhaustion is all gone now. He becomes all energetic and cheerful after sex, as if Jungkook is his charger. They haven’t wore clothes yet but in towels. Jungkook comes in front of the mirror and removes the towel displaying his naked body to Taehyung's eyes. The elder smirks as rakes his eyes on his body from top to bottom. Jungkook doesn’t pay attention to him and begins to apply lotion on his body. Taehyung comes behind him and gropes his boobs, squeezing them.

"Don't squeeze them more hubby, you played enough with them in shower" Jungkook whines but Taehyung doesn’t listen to him. He weights them in palms and bounced them. His one hand trails down and tries to lift Jungkook leg up, wanting to snake inside Jungkook's pussy once more. But to his misery Jungkook slaps his hands away. 

"No more hubby, It's already late, Let's have dinner now" Jungkook turns around and explained. Taehyung pouts sadly and jiggles his buttocks, "Don't feel like eating baby" 

Jungkook slaps his chest lightly, "I aint letting you sleep with an empty stomach, dress up and sit like a good boy, I'll bring food for you" 

Both of them gets dressed and comes out of the guest room. They sat together at the dinner table and Jungkook serves them food. They ate in silence and heads upstairs to their room. 

"Come" Jungkook spreads his arms for Taehyung as he laid on the bed, Taehyung smiles and joins him, putting his head between the soft melon, It'll help his mind relax and sleep better.

Thankfully their little one is in a deep sleep today.  

Tbc...

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Today is Sunday—the most eagerly awaited day of the week, especially for Gguk and Sonie. Because on this day, their dada manages to spend a little time with them despite his busy schedule.

"Gguk, pass me the ball!"

"Hurry, or dada’s going to score!"

"NO!…” —  Gguk and Sonie held their heads in defeat. Their father had won. Taehyung celebrated his victory with little Junie in his arms, and he raised his hands with a cheerful grin, basking in the win with his father.

Just nearby, Chanyeol sat on a bench, enjoying a cup of tea. He’d been watching their friendly football match with delight. On one team were Gguk  and Sonie , and on the other, Taehyung and little Junie who was sitting on his dada's shoulder.

On the other side of the house…

Jungkook is busy in the kitchen, his hands moving swiftly from pot to plate as the aroma of a hearty dinner filled the air. Sitting casually on the kitchen counter is Ryujin, lazily peeling beans, her eyes occasionally drifting toward the backyard through the open window.

"I think Tae just scored another goal," she said with a grin, glancing outside. "Poor Gguk and Sonie!"

She chuckled softly as the sound of Taehyung's triumphant cheer echoed from the backyard, a sure sign of another playful victory. Jungkook smiles too, and nods in agreement.

"Ouch!"— He suddenly screamed. In his distraction, he had accidentally touched the hot pan on the stove, and his skin burned instantly.

"Oh my, what happened to you?" Ryujin asked in shock. "N-nothing, eomma… I just accidentally grabbed the hot pan" Jungkook replied, trying to hide his  pain.

"What am I going to do with you! Can't you be a little more careful?" Ryujin scolded him, a mix of worry and frustration in her voice. She quickly got up and went to fetch some ice from the fridge.

"Let me see, give me your hand. I need to put ice on it right now or it’ll swell up."— Though there was scolding in her voice, her care and concern were clear. Jungkook quietly held out his hand, his face wincing with pain.

"Go on, I’ll take care of the rest," Ryujin said firmly.

"No no, eomma, I can do it—"

"That’s enough. You’ve already done plenty. If your husband sees you working with a burnt hand, he'll come after me next…Just go, I'll handle everything from here."

Reluctantly, Jungkook steps out of the kitchen, still worried but unable to argue with his mother-in-law’s insistence. Ryujin suffered from asthma; she couldn’t stay in the heat or around smoke for too long. That’s why, ever since Jungkook came into the family as a son-in-law, he never let he do any work in the kitchen.

He knew that his mother-in-law had sent him out of the kitchen out of concern, even if her words said otherwise. No matter how harshly she spoke at times, he could never see him in a bad light. He knows, beneath that tough exterior, Ryujin has a soft and caring heart.

Jungkook sat on the living room sofa, gently rubbing ice on his hand. The burning sensation had eased quite a bit. Thats when Taehyung entered the room with Junie in his arms, followed by Gguk, Sonie, and Chanyeol. Dusk had begun to settle, marking the end of the day's play. Gguk and Sonie looks glum, still weighed down by the sting of defeat.

As soon as Junie spotted Jungkook, he no longer wanted to stay in his father’s arms. He reached out his tiny hands toward his mother, "Mumm-mum" he couldn't form the word properly but it was enough to grab his mommy's attention. Jungkook looked at Junie with a soft smile. "Here baby, come to mommy" he took Junie from Taehyung's arms, and Junie immediately wrapped his little arms around his mother's neck. He snuggles against his mother's neck, smothering with sloppy kisses while babbling in his baby language. Maybe he's telling his mommy how he and his dada beat his two big siblings in the game today.

Jungkook along with the rest of the members laughs watching the overjoyed Junie. He hugs Junie and smooches his cheeks, pampering him with love, "Yes yes baby, my boy won, mommy is proud of you". Even though Gguk and Sonie were a little downhearted from the loss, Junie's sheer joy was enough to lift their spirits. A smile tugged at their lips.

"Gguk, Sonie, go to study now, It's evening already" Jungkook said in soft yet firm tone, without looking at them, his eyes were still lingering on his younger son.

The moment the word "study" reached their ears, the smiles on their faces faded instantly. Sitting down with books was the last thing they wanted to do right now. But they also knew too well—pleading with their mother would only earn them a stern scolding.
So, in a desperate attempt, they turned their eyes to their father, silently begging for rescue.

But Taehyung, catching their gaze, quickly shook his head with a playful smirk, as if to say, "No way, I’m not getting scolded by your mom for this."

Seeing their father reject them so casually, Gguk and Sonie looked at him with wounded eyes—like he had betrayed them in the worst way.

Their father is their partner in crime, their safe haven from the tyranny of studies and rules. All their laughter, their silly mischiefs, their little secrets—everything was with him. He is the shield, the soft corner they ran to.

While Taehyung spoils them, Jungkook is the who draws the line, who had to be firm. Indeed he showers them with love, but It's him who had to carry the weight of discipline too. The one who reminded them of routines, homework, vegetables to eat, manners,bedtimes—things no child ever really wants to be reminded of.

And dada?
Dada was supposed to save them from all that.
But today… he didn't.

The twins now looked toward their grandpa—their one last savior—who is already pretending to be absorbed in a magazine, deliberately holding it upside down just to avoid being dragged into the mess.

"What’s the matter? Still sitting around? Go wash your face and start studying" came Jungkook's sharp yet calm tone, he stares at the twins with a questioning gaze.

The twins flinched as if stung. With slumped shoulders and heavy hearts, they rise from their seats, the joy of playtime draining away. Just as they are about to retreat to their room—

—Chanyeol and Taehyung exchanged a glance. A silent conversation passed between them, as if debating something unspoken.Their eyes followed the twins, who were slowly walking away with drooping faces, the weight of disappointment visible in every step.

"A-a Kookie!" Chanyeol called out, a bit too hurriedly, his voice cutting through the tension in the room. Gguk and Sonie froze mid-step. Their eyes lit up with a flicker of hope, hearts racing.
Jungkook turns toward Chanyeol, "Yes, appa?"

A thin chill ran down Chanyeol’s neck as he cleared his throat, trying to sound casual, “A-actually… Tae wants to tell you something!” he blurred out, screwing Taehyung. He threw a quick glance at him—one that clearly said, "Bail yourself out, son"

Taehyung looks at his father, eyes wide in disbelief, trying to grasp what just happened. Meanwhile, the twins facepalms and they gave their grandpa  a done look—"It’s over!" they thought.
As if their last ray of hope had sunk in an instant.

By then Jungkook could clearly understand what was going on, but he decides to play along.

"Yes hubby, what do you want to say?"

Taehyung's throat went dry as dust, and he sit there, completely lost for words. With a nervous smile, he glanced at Jungkook and smiles sheepishly "Uh… actually...koo… what I mean to say… Today is Sunday!" he cheers at the last sentence, as if it was something the younger didn’t know. Chanyeol felt a urge to smack his head while Jungkook forced a smile as if he was also surprised to know the fact. The twins are no longer upset instead enjoying the show before getting to study.

"Oh yeah It is hubby.... So?

"S-o, yeah so what? So nothing... So I don't want to study!"

"You don't want to?"

"No I will not study today—" Taehyung's voice trails off as he realised he was saying, he saw Jungkook staring at him with a titled head and a sweet smile. 

Then what?

Well, Gguk and Sonie bolted straight to their room like they’d been set on fire. And Chanyeol? He was just about to make a smooth escape himself when—

"Where do you think you’re going appa? I’m not done talking" Jungkook’s voice stopped him mid-step. He smiles nervously. Left with no choice, he reluctantly sank back into his seat.
"Do you even have any sense left hubby? Honestly, are you getting more immature by age? Their mid-terms are around the corner, and instead of sitting with them to study, you’re encouraging them to fool around? You’ve pampered those two into brats!" Jungkook yells sending daggers to the poor Taehyung seated next to him who is pouting looking down.

He turned sharply to Chanyeol next, his voice laced with frustration, "And appa you, at least you should have been sensible, please smack some sense to your son, I just can’t deal with this man anymore" With that, he scooped up Junie and stormed off, his footsteps echoing with irritation.

Tbc...

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"Mmm… so yummy" Sonie beamed, her face lighting up with delight as the delicious aroma filled her nostrils. Jungkook smiled softly at her words. The family had gathered at the dinner table for the evening meal,except for Taehyung. And as always, Jungkook remained standing, quietly serving everyone with care.

One might wonder why he wasn’t sitting down to eat with the rest—No, he was not obliged to do so. It was his own choice. He always ate last, only after making sure his family was well-fed.

At the head of the table sat Chanyeol. On his right were Ryujn, Gguk, and Sonie. Junie was also there, sitting cutely in his high chair—despite being the youngest, he was never left out of a family moment. He was messily eating the porridge with his hands, smearing it all over.

Jungkook served everyone one by one. Gguk and Sonie had already begun enjoying their favorite mushroom soup and makguksu. Just then, Taehyung came hurrying down the stairs and joined the table.

"Sorry I had an urgent call" he said, pulling out a chair.

As Jungkook came to serve him, his eyes fell on his hand. His brows drew together in concern. "What happened to your hand?"he asked, gently taking it in his. The skin was red—burnt.

Jungkook opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Ryujin cut in with a sharp edge in her voice, "What else could it be? Happens when someone’s head’s not in their work. Madam burned his hand while cooking" her tone was laced with sarcasm.

Taehyung didn’t like the way she said it—not one bit. But, as usual, the hand in his grasp held him back from responding. He didn’t acknowledge Ryujin’s comment at all. Instead, his eyes stayed on Jungkook, silently asking his for the truth—as if he hadn’t heard anything else at all.

"I was... a little distracted and ended up grabbing the hot pan" Jungkook muttered in a low voice, "But don't worry...It would be fine soon—"

"Fine? Did you even put any ointment? Does it hurt?" Taehyung asked, concern lacing his voice. He wasn’t convinced with Jungkook's answer rather wanted to scold him for his carelessness toward himself.  

"I don’t understand what the fuss is all about" Ryujin chimed in with irritation. "These little things happen. it’s his own fault. There’s no need to make such a scene over it" To her, Taehyung’s worry seemed exaggerating and nothing more than unnecessary drama.

"I’m only reacting because it is something to worry about eomma" Taehyung said firmly,"When everything is dumped on one person, these so-called little accidents are bound to happen." Jungkook squeezed his shoulder, trying to stop him when he voiced out his irritation on Ryujin.

"please hubby just let it go" he whispered to him. He was growing anxious, he doesn’t want to ruin the peace of his home.

"What do you mean? What are you trying to say?" Ryujin snapped, her voice rising. The calm dinner table suddenly felt heavy with tension. The kids were getting scared by then.

"No hubby don't say-" Jungkook tried to stop him but the older wasn’t going to stay quiet this time.

"What I mean is no one explicitly told him to do everything—but no one left him a choice either," he replied. "Cooking, cleaning, taking care of the kids, almost in every house chores you hate maids managing with anything eomma, they are dirty to you so he has to manage it all on his own"

"Oh so it’s all my fault now?"

"Can you please stop Ryu? Why are you making a scene over nothing? Tae didn’t say anything wrong" Chanyeol spoke up at last, clearly annoyed. Hearing this Ryujin flared up more, as if fuel has been thrown into fire,"Yes yes, I'm the one causing trouble always, aren’t I? And of course to you and your son Jungkook can do no wrong" she spat bitterly before turning to Taehyung, "And Tae, why don’t you just say it clearly,  your wife’s been feeding you poison about me, what has he filled your head with?

"Eomma!" Taehyung stood up from his chair, his jaw clenched. Jungkook widen his eyes and the kids flinched hearing their father's loud voice, they were scared to see their father angry like that, specially Junie. His lips wobbled as he was about to cry.

"You always find a way to blame Jungkook, no matter what happens. It’s like a habit for you now, isn’t it? Just Because no one says anything, you think It's ok to humiliate him at every chance?" he growls through gritted teeth. His patience had broken. He's had enough. Just because of Jungkook's pleas, he usually doesn’t confront his mother for her harshness toward his wife. But no more, not today at least. 

Ryujin’s body trembled with anger, and her eyes brimmed with unshed tears. She couldn’t bear that Taehyung had spoken to her in such way. She shot a sharp glare at him, then turned toward Chanyeol, "You’re still sitting there quietly? Why aren’t you saying anything to your son? How could he talk me like that? WHY AREN’T YOU ANSWERING?”she cried out, her voice cracking with emotion. Her sudden outburst made Junie burst into tears. Jungkook rushed over and scooped him into his arms, "shhh It's okay baby, mommy's here don’t cry"  

Taehyung furiously kicked the chair behind him. He can't bear it for another second. He strides toward the main door making Jungkook worried.

"Hubby where are you going—no listen to me!" he called out distressed but the older didn’t respond— he grabs the car keys and storms out of the house.

On the other side, Ryujin keeps sobbing, her fists clenched tight. She feels deeply humiliated and insulted. She couldn’t stand her son pointing finger at her, showing how unfair she is. Consumed by anger, resentment, and shame, she can't stand to stay there another moment. She rushes off to her room crying.

Chanyeol let out a sigh, the peaceful, happy family time just turned bitter in an instant. He rose from his seat to leave. Jungkook noticed that and hurriedly said, "Appa you—"

"No son, don't force me. I dont have any appetite left" saying that Chanyeol walks out of there. Tears streamed down his eyes, he lowered his head in shame. He was internally blaming himself for all this chaos.

"Don't cry mommy please" Gguk said seeing his mother's wet eyes," Yes mommy dont be sad, me Gguk and Junie is with you" Sonie joined her brother and tried to console their mother. In this world, what the twins hate the most is their mother's tears, just like their father. This might one of the reason why they don't like their granny despite her being loving towards them.

Sniffing, Jungkook wiped his eyes and raffled the twins head, "Okay, now finish your meal babies,quick" he said. Junie was clung to his neck, still scared with everything. Jungkook rubbed his back and kissed his head, "mommy is here, everything it ok" he whispers lovingly to him, trying to make him feel ease. 

***

It’s nearly midnight. After the earlier turmoil, a heavy silence now hangs over the Kim household. Everyone was in deep peaceful slumber. Well except for Jungkook. He was laid sideways in his bed, the lights turned off. Beside him there was Junie, lazily slurping on his milk. His eyes drowsy as Jungkook gently pats his bum to put him on sleep. His shirt buttons were undone, Junie's little hand was on his other boob while he slurped on one. It’s a weird habit that he may have inherited from his father, possessiveness. He made sure that no one gets to have his mommy's milk other than him.

He whined as the nipple slips away and Jungkook swiftly guides the nipple in his mouth again. He sighs seeing him relax again. His mind was already restless after the way his husband had stormed out of the house. Even though he knew where Taehyung was—at the hospital—yet his heart refused to settle until he returned home. He hadn’t eaten dinner either. How could he, when his husband hadn’t touched a single bite?

"It's all because of me hubby, I'm sorry, please come back" he thought and single tears rolled down his eye. He was guilt thinking that because of him his hubby left home without eating. If he had been cautious enough, everything would have been fine. Thinking all these, Jungkook's heart was crumbled under grief.

He kept waiting for Taehyung who knows how long. At some point, he falls asleep without realising it.
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"Ummh..sl-ow.." Jungkook stirred from his slumber, a faint moan escaping his lips as he felt insistent tugs on his nipple. His hand made it’s way stroke the head thinking it was Junho. But instead, his hand met with thick silky locks. His brows furrowed in his sleep and slowly his eyes fluttered open. With the dimly lit, he saw his husband suckling on his nipple, cheek pressed against the soft meat as he sleeps.

"Hubby?" he called out softly caressing his locks. They were sleeping in an  uncomfortable position. The elder was half laying on top of him while Junie was on his right. So he tried to wake up the elder to lay properly but instead he hugged him tight nuzzling into his boob. Jungkook sighed seeing the elder in a deep sleep. He then somehow managed to shift Junho a bit making space for Taehyung then guide him to lay there. He cradled Taehyung's head on chest, pushing the boob more into his mouth. Taehyung snuggled in his warmth like a child.

Tbc...

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The darkness of night had begun to fade as the light of dawn slowly crept in. Taehyung and Jungkook were still lost in deep sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms. The elder had his face buried between Jungkook's bare tits, his arm draped around his waist, resting in peaceful slumber. He had returned home quite late the previous night.

Stepping inside the room, The first thing Taehyung saw in the dimly lit was a sleeping Jungkook. His naked boobs in all glory with Junho sucking on one. It’s nipple peeking out beneath the boy's lips. His throat suddenly dried and aching. A heat surged through his veins as he eye fucks his wife. He swallowed hard, his cock twitching to get free.

However he shook off his filthy thoughts and changed into some comfy wear then climbed onto the bed, careful enough not to disturb either of the mother-son. He settled beside Jungkook, aligning their body so that he could easily reach the milky melon. He dipped in the spongy meat and his stiff muscles relaxed instantly. He exhaled a sigh of relief. His tongue swirled around the rosy bud, drawing out a soft moan from Jungkook as began to savor the sweet milk. He rested his head on the boob as he sulked contentedly. His eyes slowly drifting shut, losing himself  in the comfort ans soothing scent of Jungkook's skin.

Jungkook blinked his eyes open slowly. Just like every other day, the soft glow of dawn gently peeled away the last traces of his sleep. He has always been a morning bird. He stretched his sore limbs with a groan before shifting his gaze to Taehyung. His man is still on his chest,sleeping like baby. He chuckled softly and caressed his locks, "My baby hubby" he says and peers beside him to find Junie stirring from his slumber, his lips moving in a rhythmic motion, clearly seeking his morning meal. Jungkook cooed at the sight and his motherly instinct kicked in. He pulled out his sore nipple from Taehyung's mouth and tired to sit up.

But the grip around Jungkook's waist was tight, the younger sighed as he couldn’t get away. He gently shook the elder to rouse him, "Hubby..." he murmured, his voice husky from sleep, "leave, Junie needs me" with few more nudges, Taehyung's brows drew together faintly before his eyelids fluttered open, still heavy with sleep. He licked his lips, missing the sweet grape in his mouth.

"Leave me hubby, look junie is waking up" Jungkook said while trying to unwrap his arms but instead Taehyung whined, "N-o please....." his word trailed off as sleep was claiming him again, his disorientation and lingering groggyness prevent him from grasping  Jungkook's meaning. He pushed face more insistently against Jungkook's boobies, nuzzling in them making them bounce left and right and prepping them kisses. His rough stubble scratching the soft flesh of Jungkook's boobies. Jungkook giggled at the ticklish feeling,

"Please big baby mommy has to feed the little one now" he whispers to his ears smilingly. This time Taehyung seemed to comprehend what Jungkook was referring to. He pouted with scrunched face, not at all happy. He let go of him unwillingly making Jungkook chuckle.

"Here baby, milk milk" Jungkook said guiding his bud in Junie's mouth. He sat down on the bed, leaning against the headboard with Junie in his arms. Junie grabs the tit with his tiny hands and begun to slurp with closed eyes. Taehyung peeps on them with half-open eyes, his hand snaking it’s way to the free boob hanging on Jungkook's chest but it got slapped away as Jungkook noticed it, "No hubby, you had enough" Jungkook said a bit sternly.

The pout grew more pronounced as Taehyung shook his head in childlike denial. Like a child being adamant for his favourite candy. He rolled onto Jungkook's lap and hugged his waist, buring his face in his soft tummy. "No mommy, daddy wants you more" he mumbled, his words muffled against Jungkook's skin. Jungkook rolled his eyes at him, 'This man'.

Then, as Taehyung can't keep his hands to himself, they started their exploration on Jungkook body. His left hand trailed upward stopping under the swell of Jungkook's heavy breast. His fingers splayed wide, attempting to encompass the huge mound, it doesn’t fit in his large palm because of it’s larger size. He bounced it softly before kneading it, groaning at the softness. He caressed the hard nub with his thumb and pinched it between his index and thumb making milk ooze out of it. Moans escapes from Jungkook's lips at he couldn’t focus of feeding junie.

***

Taehyung was standing with his arms wrapped around Jungkook's waist who skillfully tied his tie with deep concentration. Every now and then, he leaned in to smooch on his chubby cheek or press a kiss on his lips, while his hands caressed the waist but Jungkook didn’t seem to react much—clearly, he was used to these very well.

"There’s a parent’s meeting this Wednesday at the kids school. Will you be able to come?" Jungkook asked, not  glancing up at him.

"Umm… I’m not sure, but I’ll try", Taehyung replied shortly making  Jungkook nod. He was about to move away as he was done knotting the tie but Taehyung pulled him close by his hips. Their body merged together earning a yelp from Jungkook.

"Where's my morning kiss Mrs.Kim?" Taehyung asked with a playful smirk. Jungkook narrowed his eyes at him, "What morning kiss huh? You literally just kissed me a moment ago, then what now? Let me go, I've a lot to do" Jungkook huffed, trying to separate from Taehyung but he was pulled even closer, "No kiss, no leave" Taehyung whispered with a grin. Before Jungkook could utter a would more, Taehyung captured his lips in kiss. Jungkook whined andput his hands on his shoulder, reciprocating the kiss. The kiss was soft and slow, they simply licking and sucking each other’s lips. Minutes later, Jungkook pats Taehyung's chest to break the kiss.

They broke the kiss huffing a little, Taehyung pecked his wet lips sloppily, muttering "I love you", Jungkook smiles shyly, "I love you too" he replied and  stares at him for a few moments, as if gathering the courage to say something.

"Hubby..." he finally spoke, his voice soft.

"Hmm?" Taehyung replied staring back. Jungkook shifted his gaze to Taehyung's buttons, playing with them. "You should say sorry to eomma" he uttered quiet.

In response, Jungkook was met with silence. He looked up at Taehyung, only to find him already gazing at him with a calm expression. The playful smile that was lingering on his lips had faded.

"Sorry? For what exactly?" Taehyung asked, his voice low and unreadable.

The doe eyed male let out a quiet sigh. He could sense that the ravenette didn’t like what he had said—but still, he couldn’t allow a wedge to form within the family.

"Hubby, you know how eomma is… then why—"

"Then what Jungkook?" Taehyung cut in, his tone sharper now. Jungkook flinched a little hearing him call his full name, the elder never does that unless he is upset with him "Am I supposed to just sit quietly and watch my wife being disrespected every single day?" Jungkook shook his head, "No no hubby I don't mean that—"

"I know exactly what you meant, Jungkook " Taehyung interrupted again with a firm tone "It’s because I’ve heard you say things like this before that I held myself back so many times... chose silence over standing up."

A wave of helplessness washed over Jungkook. He knew Taehyung wasn’t wrong. It was his pleas, his insistence, that made him stay quiet even when he couldn’t bear it anymore. To him, the family came before everything—even himself. That’s why he never protested the unfairness, nor did he let Taehyung do it on his behalf.

"How long Jungkook?" Taehyung’s voice broke through again, more raw this time. "The kids are growing up. What will they learn if they keep seeing their mother constantly humiliated, while their father just stands by and says nothing?" Jungkook lowered his head, he could say anything more.

"You are my wife, protecting your dignity is my utmost duty. So please, don’t ask me to be spineless."
With that, Taehyung walked away, leaving him standing there in silence.

Later on they gathered at the breakfast table and as expected, Ryujin was absent. The atmosphere was noticeably calmer than other mornings. There wasn’t much exchange of words.

"I'm going, Take care" Taehyung said to Jungkook before stepping out of the house.

Tbc...

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*Knock* *knock*

There was no response.

Left with no choice, Jungkook carefully turned the doorknob and stepped inside, carrying a tray of food in his hands. But as he entered, he couldn’t spot the person he was looking for — the room felt empty. 'Where’s eomma?' he wondered silently. His eyes then fell on the balcony door. 'Maybe eomma is out there' Jungkook thought, and quietly made his way forward.

On the balcony, he found her— seated, lost in her own world, busy sewing something. Hearing the soft footsteps behind her, Ryujin turned around to look. Her eyes were hollow—devoid of any emotion. They stared blankly, as if looking through everything. Her eyelids were swollen, and her face had lost all its usual warmth, now dry and pale from all the tears she shedded.

Jungkook's heart sank in an instant. No matter how much bickering went on between them throughout the day, seeing her like this—so lifeless, so subdued—didn’t feel right at all. It tugged at him in a way he couldn't ignore.

"Eomma" Jungkook called softly. Ryujin only hummed in response, her eyes avoiding his. Without another word, she turned her focus back to the needle and thread, her fingers moving in a quiet rhythm."I brought you some food, eomma. You haven’t eaten since last night" Jungkook said gently, stepping closer.

"I won’t eat Jungkook, take it away," Ryujin replied flatly, not looking up from her sewing.

The younger sighed, he doesn’t move an inch—instead, he steps even closer to her. With quiet determination, he places the tray gently on the tea table in the balcony. Watching him do so, Ryujin looks at him with a questioning gaze, clearly puzzled by his persistence. Then Jungkook kneels down in front of her and softly says,"Unleash all the anger you've reserved for me eomma… but please, don’t punish yourself by skipping meals."

Ryujin doesn’t respond. She stays silent, her eyes fixed on her lap. Just as Jungkook was about to say something again, Ryujin speaks—her voice barely above a whisper,"I’m a terrible person, aren’t I Jungkook?"

"No eomma—"

"Forgive me… I was wrong"
there was remorse in Ryujin's voice, though she made no show of it. A sigh slipped from deep inside her — quiet, heavy. The kind that comes when someone realizes they’ve gone too far.

The younger gently shook his head,"A mother can never truly be at fault in her child's eyes" he said, reaching forward to lightly hold the hand resting in Ryujin's lap. "Scold me once or scold me a hundred times —I don’t mind. If my dear mother-in-law doesn’t do it, who else will?"

"But I’ve wronged you so many times—"

"And yet I’ll still say it — a mother has no faults in her child's heart" Jungkook said with a smile. "In fact, if I don’t get your scolding once a day, my day doesn’t feel complete" Ryujin gave a small, hesitant smile in return — soft, but genuine.

"Now please eat eomma. The food’s gone cold waiting for you."

***

A few days later...

"Sonie be gentle! My eye hurts", Gguk complained, squirming slightly. "Just wait a sec, I’m almost done" Sonie replied, her face tight with concentration as she carefully dabbed more eyeshadow on her brother’s eyelid. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing—truth be told, the makeup was turning out rather awful—but she was determined. Today, she’d turn her twin brother into a twin sister.
Suddenly—

"What in the world is going on here?!" Jungkook's voice cracked through the room like a whip. Both siblings jumped, their eyes wide with panic. Sonie froze, makeup brush still mid-air, while Gguk instinctively tried to cover his face. They gulped in unison. Jungkook stood in the doorway, stunned. His eyes scanned the scene—Sonie hunched over Gguk, who now wore mismatched eyeshadow in three questionable colors. It was clear the experiment had failed, miserably. "You two are supposed to be studying! And this is what you’re doing?" he scolded, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and disbelief .Sonie and Gguk stood frozen, completely at a loss for what to do or say. How were they supposed to explain this mess to their mom?

Jungkook crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes, "What is this Sonie? Just look at Gguk! What on earth were you trying to do?"

The twins glanced at each other, silently urging the other to speak first. Finally, Sonie stepped forward sheepishly, scratching the back of her neck.

"M-mommy… I just wanted to see what Ggukie would look like… if he were my sister instead of my brother" Her voice was small, unsure, almost like she wasn’t sure whether to laugh or run. Jungkook shot them a done look, his eyes quickly scanning the chaos around the bed—his makeup items scattered everywhere like a mini battlefield. Then In a firm tone he said, "Go on, clean all of this up right now. I’m going to get milk for you two, and when I come back, I want to see everything neat and in place"

As soon as the mother turned and left the room, closing the door behind him Sonie let out a sigh of relief, "Phew… that could’ve been worse" she whispered.

Gguk, still half-covered in mismatched makeup, looked at her with narrowed eyes "Next time you want to see what I’d look like as a girl, just draw me a picture" Sonie giggled as she started picking up the brushes. "Admit it—you were kinda slaying with the pink eyeshadow".

Gguk grabbed a pillow and chucked it at her, "Shut up and clean!"

They both burst into quiet laughter as they got to work, still a little rattled but secretly enjoying the madness of their little experiment.

*Time skip*

As Jungkook stepped into the room, a soft smile bloomed on his lips. Taehyung and Junie were fast asleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, lost in a world far gentler than the one outside. The sight filled his heart with a quiet warmth.

For days now, Taehyung had been running on fumes. As if the constant pressure of surgeries wasn’t enough, the hospital board had recently requested him to supervise a batch of interns as part of their practical training. He barely had time to breathe, yet here he was—still showing up, still holding on.

Jungkook moved silently and sat by Taehyung's head, his fingers slipping gently through his silky hair. After days of non-stop pressure, he had finally carved out a moment to rest. He had come home just as dusk settled in, had eaten his dinner early, and fallen asleep almost instantly—putting Junie to sleep beside him as well. "Now he sleeps, only to wake me up the rest of the night" he whispered with a pout, glancing at Junie. Normally, he wouldn’t let him nap in the evening, knowing well it meant a wakeful night ahead. But today, wrapped in his father’s warmth, he had dozed off without protest.

Jungkook leaned in slightly, his eyes tracing the quiet fatigue still lingering on Taehyung's face. The familiar, musky scent of him brought a flutter through him body. He raised his hand and began to trace the elder's features with the tip of his index finger—starting from the curve of his brow, gliding down the bridge of his nose, then pausing at the faint crease between his brows, the one that always appeared when he was deep in thought.

'Can't believe this baby looking man turns into a beast when he is up' flashes of their intimate moments flickered through jungkook's mind as soft pink blush bloomed across his cheeks, he bit down his bottom lip between his bunny teeth to stop his shy smile.

As he made a move to get up , Taehyung's arm suddenly shot out, pulling him back with a firm tug that sent him tumbling right onto his chest. A surprised gasp escaped his lips, his palms landing against him to steady himself. Taehyung's eyes were still closed, his face calm, but his arm found its way securely around his waist, locking him in place.

"Where do you think you’re going after waking me up, madam?" he muttered in a hoarse voice and slightly parted his eyes. Jungkook blinked, a little flustered, "You... you were awake?"
"Technically no" he replied, his voice low and teasing, "But with you around, not just my mind—every part of me is very much awake". Jungkook flushed crimson, realizing exactly what he meant. He lightly hit his chest mumbling "Shut up shameless"

Taehyung let out a low chuckle a lazy grin tugging at his lips. Then, without warning, in one smooth motion,  he rolled over and gently pulled Jungkook beneath him.

"What are you doing?" the younger yelled in whisper, his eyes wide as he instinctively grabbed his shoulders. It wasn’t anger in his voice—just surprise.

With a mischievous grin, Taehyung replied, "What else? Just lying here with my wife". Jungkook narrowed his eyes at him, shaking his head in exasperation. "You need rest, hubby. Let me go" he said, trying to push him off gently.

But Taehyung caught his hands and pinned them lightly to the bed, his tone mock-offended as he pouted, "How am I supposed to rest when you keep squirming like that?"

He sounded like a sulky child showing his puppy eyes to Jungkook, the pout on his lips exaggerated and theatrical. Before his wife could reply, he buried his face in the crook of his neck, mumbling something incoherent, but his content sigh gave it away—he was exactly where he wanted to be.

Unable to resist any longer, Jungkook gave up with a quiet laugh. No matter how much he scolded or protested, it was this very boyish stubbornness of Taehyung's—his teasing, his mischief, even his occasional shamelessness—that made his heart flutter every time.He slowly raised a hand and began to run his fingers through his locks hair. With his other hand, he reached out and pressed the switch on the bedside, letting the room slip into darkness.

Moments later, Jungkook felt some wet kisses on the delicate skin of his neck. Taehyung's hands were sneaking inside his clothes and feel his body warmth. "A-h" a soft moan escaping Jungkook lips as he arched into his touch but he grabbed Taehyung's wrist when felt a tug on his pant, "N-o hu-bb-y Junie-" but Taehyung hushed him and whispered to his ear,"I just need to feel you love, keep me warm tonight" Jungkook could sense the desperation in his voice and bit on his lips, he was equally craving for the elder. Taehyung took his silence as an affirmative and with a deft motion he slide down Jungkook's pant along with his panty. He unzipped his own pant and took out his rock hard member. He then parted Jungkook's thighs and rubs his mushroom head on the split of the folds. Jungkook's nails dugs on the skin his shoulder, his face scrunched at the sudden jolt of pleasure, breathing heavily.

Slowly Taehyung guide his cock inside the warm hole, sticky with sweet slick. Jungkook's body shudders and he covered his mouth to prevent the high pitched moans, his toes curled.  Taehyung groans on his neck at the contrast, his member effortlessly being gulped in and sucked well, the wet and warm walls clenching around him. "So warm" Taehyung whispered, his voice a reverent purr, "All wet for me". Jungkook's eyelids fluttered closed, he could only think of feeling Taehyung. Taehyung's hands roamed all over his body freely. His big palms groped his tits and squeezed them hard earning a breathy moan from Jungkook. Milk spilled out drenching the top. Taehyung sucked under Jungkook's ear and unclipped his bra. He eager hands bounced the tits and pinched the nipples." Nwo" Jungkook winched in pain and second second Taehyung caressed them softly. 

"Want milk" Taehyung whined like a child and rose his head from Jungkook's neck. He searched for the nipple and swiftly wrapped his lips around the bud and began to slurp. Jungkook hugged his neck tightly, his chest moving up and down with long breaths. His fingers threading through Taehyung hair, making him fall asleep soon. His mouth still movie around his nipple and cock buried deep within him.

*Beep*

The sharp sound of a notification cut through the stillness, making Jungkook’s brows furrow in mild irritation. "Who’s messaging this late at night?" he murmured under her breath. He reached for Taehyung’s phone from the bedside table, unlocked it with ease, and tapped into the inbox, curiosity quietly tugging at Jungkook.

Nina

Jungkook’s expression hardened, the faint trace of irritation on his face deepening.

" Sir, are you awake? I can't sleep… Can we talk for a bit?"

The latest message blinked at the top of the screen.

His eyes narrowed as he scrolled through the screen, flipping through message after message. The girl had sent Taehyung well over a hundred texts—many a borderline flirtatious. Taehyung’s replies, if any, were limited to a cold "Yes" or "No".

The girl was an intern under his supervision—nothing more—but her attempts at initiating unnecessary conversation were obvious.

A wicked idea sparked in the bunny's coconut head. He knew exactly how to deal with girls like this. His lips curved into a sly smirk as he typed—

" You sir is being cockwarmed and breastfed by his wife. He will talk to you some other time"

Jungkook hit "send" with a smug little grin playing on his lips.

Tbc...

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The next morning...

"U-hh" a low moan slipped out from Jungkook's slightly parted lips. His hands were instinctively wrapped around Taehyung's shoulder as the latter thrusts slow inside him, half-asleep. Squelching sounds filled the air as Taehyung moved in and out of the sloppy hole. His mouth lazily tugging at the hard nipple, making sweet milk ooze out into his mouth. Jungkook's fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as he devoured his breasts with his mouth. His hips rose to meet Taehyung's thrusts.

Lost in a haze of pleasure, Jungkook's head tipped back, exposing the column of his throat. Soft, breathy moans spilled from his lips with each deep stroke of Taehyung's cock. The elder released Jungkook's nipple with a wet pop, only to latch onto the other. He suckled harder, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud as he increased his pace ever so slightly. Jungkook's body trembled, the coil of tension in his core winding tighter with each passing second. His face scrunched slightly. Sleepiness slowly fading away.

Taehyung felt Jungkook's walls starting to flutter around his shaft, a telltale sign of his wife's impending climax. Emboldened, he redoubled his efforts, his hips snapping forward with renewed vigor. Jungkook's moans grew higher in pitch, more desperate. His fingers clawed at Taehyung's back, leaving crescent-shaped indents in their wake. The delicious mix of pleasure and pain only served to heighten Taehyung's arousal.

With a particularly deep thrust, Taehyung hit that special spot inside Jungkook. The younger's body jerked, a strangled cry tearing from his throat as his orgasm suddenly crashed over him. Taehyung continued to thrust, chasing his own rapidly approaching release. Jungkook's inner walls massaged his shaft, drawing him closer to the edge with each movement.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he grunted, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. He wanted to prolong this moment, to savor every second of their intimate connection. Jungkook cupped Taehyung's face, capturing his lips in a sloppy, passionate kiss.With a final, powerful thrust, Taehyung buried himself to the hilt inside Jungkook. His cock pulsed and throbbed as he found his release, flooding Jungkook's passage with his hot seed.

They lay there, panting and trying to catch their breath. Their body sticking together.Taehyung buried him face in crook of Jungkook's neck. Sniffing his body smell and prepping kisses. Out of blue, Taehyung eyes fluttered open when an wish arose in his heart. His dick twisted earning a wince from Jungkook. He begun to rose from the younger. Jungkook's tits were sticking to his chest. His eyes were closed but he wasn’t sleeping. Taehyung sat between his legs, gazing down at the part they are connected. He grinned wide, his chest swelled with pride seeing his wife's folds painfully stretched around his grith. Pink petal like lips sucking his long, fat, scary like lollipop.

This sight made him rock hard once more, even the veins on his cock popping out. He pulled himself out to see the fountain of his white seeds running down from the sore hole. His stretched into a wide smile when he heard his wife whining at the emptiness. His wet, flushed face, swollen lips, the extended hand for him  everything was making him curse.

"Oh god what a view to start the day with"

***

Jungkook was humming softly as he got ready. Like every other day, he was going to pick up the twins from school-but before that, he had a list of errands to run. His skincare products, diapers for Junie, baby food, wet wipes-just the usual bits and pieces. He applied a little lip balm on, pressed his lips together, grabbed his purse, and stepped out, leaving Junie in his grandmother's care.

On the other hand, Taehyung leaned back in his chair, shoulders sinking into the cushion as he exhaled. He had just stepped out of the OT after a long procedure. Picking up the glass of water on his desk, he drained it in one go before letting out a tired sigh. No more surgeries scheduled for the day- so, a chance to head home early. That meant time with the kids. He hadn't really gotten to talk to the twins properly in days. And some quiet time with his wifey... The thought made him smile to himself.

*Knock* *knock*

The sound pulled him out of his thoughts. He straightened up and glanced at the door."Come in" He said in his usual calm and composed tone, making a swift shift into professionalism betraying his fatigue.

The door creaked open and Nina stepped inside. Her eyes were swollen, her entire presence heavy and lifeless-like someone drifting around without a soul. But Taehyung didn't seem the least bit concerned. In fact, her presence mildly irritated him. Yet none of that irritation showed on his face.His face was stoic.

"Yes, Miss Nina?" Taehyung's voice was formal-smooth and neutral, giving away nothing.Nina hesitated. She stood there for a moment, trying to collect her thoughts, though even she wasn't entirely sure why she had come. All she knew was that her heart hadn't felt at ease since last night.

A soft ding broke her chain of thought. Her phone lit up with a new notification. Almost instinctively, she opened her inbox. And in that brief moment-from seeing the notification to reading the message-something inside her shifted. A twisted sense of hope stirred in her chest. It was intoxicating.

It had been five years since she first met Taehyung -back when her father suffered a cardiac arrest. Nina, who had been raised like a delicate bloom in her father's constant care and affection, had no one else in the world but him. And when Taehyung stepped into their lives to save him, in her eyes, he wasn't just a doctor-he became a savior. A living angel.

She was just stepping into her youth back then, and for the first time-after her father-it was Taehyung she found herself drawn to. Falling... no, tumbling into love with him.

But her heart shattered like glass the moment she found out- the elder was married.He had a wife. And two children.

It felt like the ground had slipped from beneath her feet.Like someone had yanked the air right out of her lungs.
Nina couldn't accept it. That cruel truth.
She didn't have the strength to.Nor the will to try.

Even knowing Taehyung belonged to someone else...

Nina didn't want to let go.
She didn't want to forget him.

As Nina opened the inbox and read the message, all her excitement drained in an instant. The sting of reality crashed hard against her hopeful, fantasizing heart-leaving it utterly silent. Two silent tears rolled down her cheeks.
Was Taehyung truly never going to be hers? Would she really never have him?
Her chest ached with the answer she already knew but didn't want to accept.

"Miss Nina!"

"Huh?" Nina jolted slightly, snapping out of her thoughts.

"If you are here to waste my time, you may leave" Taehyung scowled at her. He was quite pissed off with girl's nonchalant behaviour. He had little tolerance for such unprofessional conduct-especially from someone so unnecessarily intrusive.

Nina steadied herself and spoke in a soft voice, "I... I need to talk to you about something important, sir..." - the last part came out as a murmur. She could clearly sense Taehyung's displeasure at her presence.

"If it truly is important, then go ahead. Otherwise, you may leave," Taehyung replied flatly, leaving no room for ambiguity. He wasn't even sparing a glance at her and begun to study a patient file.

A sharp twist gripped Nina's chest. It was painfully obvious that Taehyung had no interest in hearing what she had to say. Her eyes stung-and then, without warning, the tears broke free.

"I-It's i-impor-tant, s-sir... i-it really m-means a lot t-to me..." Her voice cracked as she stammered through the words, fighting to hold herself together. Taehyung looked up to her as he heard her sobs. His eyes slightly widening in surprise but then replaced with anger. He clenched his jaw staring at her sharply, "Get out of here" he said with gritted teeth, "Get lost I say!" he seethed making the girl flinch yet she didn't move which angered the elder more.

"Are you deaf? Get out of here right-"

"I l-ove you Taehyung"

Taehyung froze. For a second, the room felt unnaturally still-like even time forgot to tick. His jaw clenched, his eyes narrowed. He rose up from his chair, hands fisted.

"What did you just say?" His tone was cold, controlled-too controlled. The kind of tone that hides a storm underneath.Nina's breathing was shallow, her chest rising and falling rapidly. But she held her ground, even though her knees threatened to buckle.

"I said... I love you," she repeated, more vulnerable this time, as if hoping the truth would hurt less when whispered.

"You're married, I know," her voice cracked, "You have a family. But I couldn't... I tried to forget. I tried to move on. But I can't lie to myself anymore. From the da-y you saved my Dad five years back, I fell for you- "

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Taehyung exploded, his voice thundered through the room. His patience had snapped clean in half. His eyes blazed with fury, jaw clenched tight.

"I'm filing a complaint against you with the higher authorities" he seethed, giving her death glares. "You'll pay for the audacity you've shown today. Every last bit of it"

Nina shook her head voraciously. No, not out of the fear of the threat. She wept because of the rejection.bBecause of the sheer contempt in his voice.
The disgust in his eyes.

That was what shattered her. She couldn't bear it, she refused to.

Her heart, clouded in obsession, had long lost its grasp on reason. Her conscience, her clarity-everything had drowned in the illusion she had built around Taehyung.

"N-No, please... j-just try to understand me," she choked on her words, voice quivering. "I love you, Tae... I really, truly do..." Her confession didn't shake him. Not even a bit, rather boiled his blood. Taehyung didn't utter another word. He turned toward the landline, reaching for it to call security. He had no intention of getting tangled in any more of this madness. He just wanted her out-now.

Seeing him reach for the phone, Nina panicked. She rushed toward him, arms slightly extended, voice trembling with pleading desperation."Ple-ase... just give me on-e chance, Tae... just one..."she tried to hold his hand but Taehyung jerked his hand away, stepping back. His brows furrowed in fury."Don't touch me!" he snapped. "Just stay away!"

Nina flinched at his words, but her legs wouldn't move. Tears streamed down her face."I'm losing my mind, Tae... I love you-please understand!"

"Enough of this madness!" Taehyung barked. His tone was cold, cutting.Just as Nina opened her mouth again to say something-

A faint sound interrupted the tension.

The soft click of a door opening.Both Taehyung and Nina turned toward it instinctively. And there stood Jungkook.

"Lo-ve?" Taehyung's eyes went cold.

Jungkook brows furrowed slightly as her gaze moved between the two of them-Nina standing far too close to Taehyung, red-eyed and trembling, and Taehyung whose posture had stiffened the moment he appear.The room felt dense with a silence.

On his way to the super shop, Jungkook suddenly realized-he had neither his card nor any cash with him. Considering the hospital was nearby, he decided to stop by and get it from Taehyung. It wasn't ideal, but he figured he wouldn't mind. After all, it would only take a minute. he walked in, expecting a quick in-and-out interaction.

But upon arriving, he became baffled. As when he approached Taehyung's room, he saw a group of nurses gathered nearby, whispering in among themselves. When he asked them what it is they informed that they've heard some shoutings from Taehyung's room.

And now the reason was clear to Jungkook. He narrowed his eyes at Nina, 'What is she doing here? Is she that nina from last night' questions echoed in his mind.

"What is going on here? And miss Nina, what are you doing here?" spoke Doctor Lee Wooshik, Taehyung's colleague and friend as he suddenly walked in behind Jungkook. He was also passing by when he noticed the group of nurses outside. Seeing Nina inside, he could sense that something is wrong. That girl's behaviour around Taehyung never seemed appropriate to him.

"Get her fucking out" Taehyung growled and rubbed his temple, his voice edged with fury. "Woo, speak to the CMO and arrange for her to be rusticated from this hospital today-right now"

Wooshik didn't argue. He simply gave a firm nod. Taehyung's expression, his voice, -Wooshik could tell something serious had happened. And when Taehyung was this angry, it meant lines had been crossed.

Turning his gaze to Nina, Wooshik addressed her in a calm yet authoritative tone, "Miss Nina, please come with me. Now." But she didn't move.

Though the statement was clearly directed at Nina, she didn't respond. Her gaze remained fixed-unblinking-on Jungkook.Inside her, it felt like a living volcano was churning, molten rage threatening to erupt at any moment. Everything was burning in the wildfire of her emotions.

Jungkook

He was the reason for the rejection. The defeat. The one Nina had lost to-completely, utterly.

Taehyung walks toward Jungkook-his eyes still stormy, his breath uneven. Only Jungkook's presence, his nearness, could ground him now. Jungkook had been watching silently all this time. He didn't know every detail, but he had seen enough to understand what must have happened. The girl's audacity, her boldness-it made Jungkook's blood boil just as much as Taehyung's. A part of him wanted to walk up and slap Nina across the face.

As the elder reached him and holds his waist, Jungkook signed him to calm down and rubs his neck to comfort him. Taehyung closed his eyes at the soothing manner and Joint their forehead. "It's ok, I'm here, everything is fine" Jungkook murmured as he raffles Taehyung's locks.

This scene felt like someone pouring fuel over the blazing fire inside Nina. Her whole body trembled with rage.
"You rejected me... because of him?" she suddenly screamed.

Taehyung and Jungkook turned to face her, startled. Even Wooshik looked confused, his brows furrowed as he glanced at her.

Nina stood there, tear-streaked and red-eyed, her breath ragged, "I love you, Tae! I love you more than anything! But you didn't choose me. You didn't accept my love. You chose him-" Nina points at Jungkook, "For him you denied me. Why? What does he have that I don't?" Her voice rose into a shriek, echoing off the walls. The pain in her chest, the humiliation, the delusion-it all came crashing down at once.

Jungkook stared at Nina with clenched jaw, his eyes sharp as blades. His whole body had stiffened, fury surging beneath his calm exterior. His hands fisted tight as he felt a strong urge to chock her to death.

"You threw me away for him?" Nina bellowed, her voice hoarse and shrill. "Then I'll finish him today!" She had completely lost her mind-driven by rejection, jealousy, and obsession. In a flash, her hand reached out to the table. She grabbed the steel paperweight and a stack of files in a frenzy, her eyes blazing like a person possessed. Without warning, she lunged at Jungkook, rage twisting her features, the weight raised to strike-
But before she could take another step-

Taehyung intercepted. His reflexes kicked in and he stood as a shield before Jungkook who gasps loudly. Taehyung surged forward and caught Nina's wrist mid-air, the weight still clutched in her hand."Don't you dare! he barked, voice thunderous, eyes flashing with fury. "Put that down. Right. Now." Wooshik, alarmed, rushed forward too. "Security! Right now!"

Wooshik grabbed her hands as two security personnel bursts into the cabin. "Let go of me! LET GO!" she shrieked, her hair disheveled, face soaked with tears, eyes red with hatred and heartbreak. She thrashed in their grip like a wild flame refusing to die down.

"No! No! Don't walk away from me-I LOVE YOU!" The door slammed shut behind her screams. Wooshik also went out assuring that he'll take care of her matter.

As silence settled in, Taehyung turned around and engulfed Jungkook into tight embrace exhaling a sigh of relief.

Tbc...

Chapter Text

***

"Gguk, Sonie, no mischief at all. You’ll listen to granny and be back home by evening, okay? And don’t just play around the whole day—I’m packing your books too, so don’t forget to study" Jungkook instructed while neatly folding clothes into the suitcase.

The twins nodded with the utmost sincerity, their faces the picture of innocence.Jungkook gave them an exaggerated eye roll. "Yeah yeah, you’re nodding now, but I know the moment you reach there, you won’t follow a single thing I said."

"Nooo mommy, we’ll listen to everything you say, promisssssse!" they chorused in unison, stretching the word with dramatic flair. Jungkook smiles shaking his head.

For the next one week, Gguk and Sonie were to go to their paternal grandparents’ home in the village. Chanyeol had been meaning to visit his ancestral house for quite some time, but the opportunity never came. Now that he finally had some time, the twins insisted they wanted to go with grandpa and granny.

At first, Jungkook had flatly refused.

There was no way he was letting both of his little brats loose together like that. They were a handful even at home, always up to something.Though Ryujin assured him she'll take care of them but letting them go off without him, especially under the care of his elderly mother-in-law, was not something he was remotely comfortable with.

Even if he agreed, he wouldn’t have a peace of mind. With those two, trouble was only ever a blink away. Eventually, with no other options left, Gguk and Sonie turn to their last resort — their dada.

" Dada, please convince mommy… we’ll be really well-behaved!" Gguk pleads, eyes wide and hopeful.

" Yes Dada! Only you can make our double bunny mommy agree, please" Sonie adds eagerly, clinging to Taehyung’s arm.

And Taehyung, caught between his kids puppy-eyed pleas and his wife's fiery reluctance, found himself right in the middle of a diplomatic crisis. After much cajoling, persuading, and several rounds of "Please Jungkook, you need rest too" he finally managed to soften his stance.

Jungkook who had held his ground like a fortress, eventually gave in under the united pressure of his husband and two little rebela, not because he was convinced, but because facing three equally puppy faces at once was simply too much.

" Fine. You can go," he says at last, pointing a finger at them. "But if I hear even a single complaint, you won’t be stepping out next time."

The trio cheered in unison as if a war is won leaving Jungkook shaking his head with a helpless smile.

***

The bags were being loaded into the car, and the entire family had gathered in the yard to see them off.

Ryujin gently placed Junie in Taehyung’s arms with a kiss and climbed into the car along with Chanyeol. On the backseat, the twins were bubbling with joy— chattering nonstop, practically bouncing with excitement. Though a part of them felt a pang at the thought of leaving their parents behind, the thrill of the trip had easily taken over.

"Eomma, appa take care of yourselves, and please don’t let these two brats run wild" Jungkook called out with mock sternness. "Here you two, remember what mommy said, okay? I don’t want to hear even a single complaint!"

"Don't worry, mommy, we'll be good! And we will miss you, Dada and Junie sooo much!" the twins chorused, their voices full of excitement.Both Ryujin and Jungkook laughed. "Don’t worry, Jungkook. I’ll keep an eye on them" Ryujin assured with a smile and Jungkook nodded in return, trusting but still a little anxious.

Taehyung leaned forward, biding goodbye. "Take care, everyone. Call us once you reach."

With that the car began to roll out of the driveway, tires crunching softly over the gravel. Gguk and Sonie poked their heads out of the rear window, waving both hands like little windmills.

"Bye bye! Don’t forget us!" they yelled in unison.

From Taehyung’s arms,Junie squealed with laughter, mimicking them in his babyish way, waving his chubby hands at his departing siblings, "Babai, babai" his toothy smile glowed in the sun.

Taekook also waved back. Jungkook's smile fixed but slightly strained. The moment the car turned the corner and disappeared from view, his hand slowly dropped to his side. A hush fell over the yard.

Only the faint chirping of birds remained.Taehyung stepped beside him, still holding Junie in his arms. Jungkook exhaled slowly, arms folding under the swell of his breasts.

"The house already feels... quieter" he let our softly.Taehyung glanced sideways at him. "You mean peaceful?"
The younger gave him a dry look. "Let’s not get too comfortable. They'll be back in a week."

The elder smirked, "Exactly why we should enjoy the calm while it lasts" he winked at him who gave him sideeyes and turned around to go inside, swaying his hips.

Taehyung chuckled and looked down at Junie. "Well, bubba, looks like you have mommy and dada all to yourself this week." Junie babbled in response, clearly pleased with this new arrangement.

***

Quite some time had passed since the incident at the hospital. That day, Nina was indeed officially terminated from the hospital.

Emotionally shattered and mentally ungrounded, Nina broke down completely. Her world, built upon fragile illusions and misplaced affections, came crashing down in one single blow.When her father learned of everything, he was overcome with shame and regret. A man often consumed by his business, he had spent most of his years abroad, unaware of his daughter's growing loneliness and inner turmoil. He met Taehyung personally to apologize — not just for what Nina had done, but for his absence that may have contributed to her fragile state of mind.

Nina pierced by the sharp spear of loneliness, had lost her ability to distinguish right from wrong. Her longing for love had transformed into an unhealthy obsession. She wasn’t malicious — just painfully misguided, broken by silence, and starved for connection.Now, her father, deeply shaken, took complete responsibility for her. He halted all his business travel and shifted his focus entirely to Nina’s healing. Together, they relocated abroad, where she began intensive therapy and counseling.

When Jungkook heard all of this, he felt no joy, no vengeance—only a quiet hope. He silently wished Nina a full recovery, hoping she would someday return to her life.

Standing in the kitchen, lost in his thoughts, Jungkook absentmindedly stirred the pan as the aroma of fried onions filled the air. His chain of thoughts were interrupted when a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind.

"Huh— you?" he gasped slightly.

Taehyung leaned in and rested his chin on his shoulder. "Yes wifey. Me, your husband" Jungkook rolled his eyes, trying to hide the smile tugging at his lips. "And may I ask what you’re doing here? And where’s Junie?"

The elder tightened his hold playfully and said, "Doing exactly what a husband should do, staying close to his wife. And as for Junie, he’s in the living room, busy playing with his toys."

"Oh" Jungkook muttered, turning his attention back to the pan. Taehyung said nothing, arms still loosely wrapped around him, content in the silence. His hands wandered on Jungkook's body, caressing, poking, groping here and there. As if mapping out something that already belonged to him. Jungkook didn’t react,he didn’t need to. He was very well used to this.

Then, suddenly remembering something, he paused mid-stir.
"Hubby… didn’t you go to the hospital today?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder. Taehyung nuzzled into his neck before replying, "Nope. Took the day off." Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "You? Taking a day off willingly? What’s the catch?"

The elder smiled against his skin. "No catch. I figured you’d be home alone, missing Gguk and Sonie, might cry too. Thought I’d keep you company." Jungkook scoffed, shaking his head with a small smile. "God, the things you come up with"

"Hmm anything for my wifey" he murmurs snuggling in the neck, inhaling the vanilla mixed with cocoa butter smell. Pushing aside the straps of Jungkook's top, Taehyung exposed the creamy expanse of his shoulders. He peppered the sensitive skin with open-mouthed kisses, occasionally grazing his teeth along Jungkook's collarbone and receiving a whine from the latter.

"Ah— hubby don't do this, let me cook" he pouts and place the steak on the pan. But Taehyung ignored his whine.His large hands smoothed over the globes of Jungkook's ass, kneading the firm flesh appreciatively, "Ple-ase,  agh- hu-bby what are you doing, we shouldn’t—" Jungkook tried to turn around and stop the elder but the other hushed him, "Shh baby, no one's here to caught us today, been so long since we did something in the kitchen" Jungkook goosebumps as he whispers to him rubbing circles on his hips.

The roaming hands grew bolder as Taehyung slid beneath the hem of Jungkook top and cups the tits over his bra. Jungkook's breath hitched and his body began to react to Taehyung's touches. He tried to sqruim away when the rough stubble tickled his neck,sending tingles racing down his spine. The elder held him in place and unclasped the bra, freeing his tender tits to the cold air. Jungkook's fists curled into balls on his sides as Taehyung softly bounced his heavy swells and palms them. Jungkook arched his back and found himself tilting his head to grant Taehyung better access to his neck, he was wet down there. The steak long forgotten on the pan.

"Look at these soft titties baby" Taehyung squeezed the soft flesh, meat spilling off between the gap of his fingers, "Only made to be my stress balls, to be used by me and feed my babies" he added huskily nosing behind Jungkook's ear. He was grinding his hard bulge against curve of Jungkook's ass, fingers molesting the hardened buds, squeezing out the pearl like milk tha run down his wrist. Jungkook whimpered as his boobs were played so good. Kisses trailed up from his neck, ear to cheek.

Suddenly, Taehyung gripped Jungkook's hips and spun him around making the younger gasp and clutch his biceps. He pinned the smaller man against the kitchen counter, caging him in with his muscular arms. Jungkook looked at his husband with startled eyes who's pupils were blown with lust and a sly smirk lingering on his lips that wasn’t passing any good vibes to him.

"No Taehyung" Jungkook warned with a 'scared' threating look.

"Oh yes baby!"

Taehyung squat down, hooked his fingers on the waistband of Jungkook's booty shorts and dragged it down the ankles along with Jungkook's panty, coming to face the dripping chubby lipped pussy, the perfect shade of pink. It happened so swiftly before Jungkook could comprehend. "Fucking no kim!" Jungkook yelled in a whisper pushing Taehyung's shoulder who didn’t even bulge. He was busy eyeing the pink flower like a thirsty dog in summer. Even his nose twitched as he sniffs the sweet smell.

Meanwhile Jungkook started to panic. His eyes darting around nervously. It's true no one's home but Junie is, what if he walks in?, "Hubby have you lost your mind?" he scolded trying to push him away but he was held firm around the hips, "Get up immediately...get up ah— hey" Jungkook gasped as Taehyung pulled his thigh over his shoulder and attacks his dripping pussy, his tongue going in and licking a fat strip over it. Taehyung's tongue moved through the split like a snake with fervor, moving up and down, tip teasing the small clit.

"Ugh..n-wo,aghh" Jungkook gripped Taehyung's hair in order to push him away but his attempted push turned into a hip twitch, craving more of Taehyung's tongue .He let out a high pitched moan as Taehyung sucked gently on his clit, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud before releasing it with a soft pop. Jungkook was no longer in his sense, he thrown he head back, eyeballs rolling back as jolts of pleasure hits him. Taehyung takes the juicy lips in a kiss and chewed on them. Jungkook's stomach twitched and he gushes more natural lubricant. "So fucking sweet" Taehyung grunts sucking the sweet essence, his nose pressing the clit and he devoured the sweet slit. Jungkook's lewd moans and the wet slurping sounds filled the kitchen. The younger struggled to keep his knee straight, body shuddering.

The more Taehyung laps it clean, more hot slick leaks out so he shoves his long tongue inside the hole and the warm velvety walls clenched around the moving muscle. Taehyung thrusts his tongue in and out, fucking the hole as deep as possible. He could feel the slit pulsing on his lips. "I-will cum hubby hubby ah—" a struggled cry escaping Jungkook's throat,his toes curled, drool rolling out his mouth, his thighs trembled, he squeezed Taehyung's face tight before cums across the older men's mouth. "Mine mine mine" Taehyung chants happily and savored it all, clear fluid coating his lips, chin even running down his adam's apple. Jungkook breaths heavily, his heart pounding loud, face flushed with tear stains.Weighting on Taehyung's face as he scared he might break the neck who was busy with his treat.

"Mumm mumm"

A tiny voice broke through the air shattering their moment of intimacy.  Jungkook's eyes widened, his entire body freezing for a split second. Taehyung lifted his head, eyebrows raised in confusion, unsure if he'd heard it right or just imagined it. Jungkook quickly turned his head—only to find Junie crawling toward their open kitchen, his curious eyes fixed on him, a toothless smile playing on his lips as he crawled toward his mommy. Because of the kitchen counter, he couldn’t see Taehyung.

In a flash, the younger pushed Taehyung away and dropped to the floor with a thud, his entire body trembling, "ouch" he hissed slightly,he had no strength left to stand. Taehyung  rushed to his side, his voice laced with concern, "Hey, love are you ok? did you get hurt?" Jungkook shook his head negatively" No no I'm not hurt you go and check on junie, gooo!" he said in a voice tense as he urged him away. Taehyung gave a short nod and stood up.

On the other side, Junie’s smile faded the moment his mommy disappeared from his sight. His lips quivered, and just as he was about to cry, he spotted his dada,"There’s my little champ! Were you missing us?" Taehyung scooped up Junie in his arms and kissed his cheek. Junie calmed down a bit at the sight of his dada, but his eyes kept searching for her mommy.

"Mum-mum" he said, pointing toward the kitchen. Taehyung chuckled and kissed his tiny hand. "Yes, baby, mommy's coming, he’ll be right there. Come on, let’s go to the room" he started striding upstairs with the little  in his arms, but Junie began to whine and reach his little hands toward the kitchen. He didn’t want to go upstairs but to his mommy.

Meanwhile Jungkook's breathing gradually steadied as the aftershocks of their intimate encounter faded. Though the fast beating of his heart and legs wobbling hasn’t stopped fully. He reached out to tug the panty and shorts back in place and stood up holding onto the slab. As he rose to his full height, Jungkook felt gravity's gentle tug, as if the universe itself was reminding him of the mess he'd made. With a sigh, he watched the sticky fluid trickle down his inner thighs in a slow parade."Uhh God help" Jungkook groaned with a scrunched face as he limped towards the guest room to freshen up.

***

The clock was nearing midnight, After a delicious supper, the Kim family lay sprawled out comfortably on their king-sized bed. The lull of sleep had settled over the house long ago. But the little master had declared an all-out war against bedtime tonight. Nestled snugly between his parents in a warm embrace, he was happily slurping his mommy's milk—clearly in no rush to surrender to sleep. He was lying on Jungkook's arm, occasionally kicking in the air, some of the kicks landing on Taehyung. The parents quietly enjoyed the scene with a warm smile on their face. Every now and then, Junie let go of the nipple with a pop and turns around to play a little with his dada. His dada makes funny faces and tickles him making him bursts into giggles.

However Jungkook wasn’t all there ,he was propped on his elbow with a boob out, feeding Junie, looking a bit disheartened. "Did they not miss me at all?" he murmured softly to himself, almost too low for anyone to hear.But   Taehyung noticed. He shifted slightly, eyes still on him, "Love, did you say something?" Jungkook blinked, caught off guard "Oh a-no… nothing" but Taehyung could tell. He sighed and caress jungkook's cheek, "Missing them?" Jungkook pouted sadly making him chuckle, "Does it even matter to them? They don't miss like I do" he sulked.

A little while ago, the younger had video called Ryujin. After chatting for a bit, when asked about his puppies Ryujin told that Gguk and Sonie had already fallen asleep. And ever since then, the bunny had been sulking. "They slept? We didn’t talk to me for the whole day and slept?" he thought, lips jutting in a pout.

"They got drained out running all day love, that's why they had fallen asleep, it’s ok you can talk them first thing in the morning hmm.." Taehyung reassured him and he nods. With that Taehyung leaned toward Jungkook's chest and rested his head there. Junie squealed and wrapped his tiny arms around Taehyung's neck. Jungkook eyes softened at the scene, a tranquil feeling blooming in his heart. He reach out his hand and raffled Taehyung's back hair, kissing the top of his head as he held him close.

"Love" Taehyung calls softly. Jungkook hummed in a reply as his fingers run through his locks. The elder lifts his head and looks at him. He could see a glimmer in his eyes. ."I want to show you something" he says softly. Jungkook narrowed his eyes, a bit confused "What is it?" he asked with a short laugh. Taehyung doesn’t say anything. He quietly sits up and reaches for the bedside drawer, Jungkook's curious gaze follows his every move, he saw him pulling out an envelope. Meanwhile, Junie lets out a tiny whine as no more milk was coming out, he tugged Jungkook's shirt for the other one. "No Junie, I understand you got no will to sleep any time soon.... Here play with your toys" Jungkook sits up pulling down his top and gave Junie some toys from nearby. Junie didn’t protest much and begin to play silently.

Jungkook shifted his gaze to Taehyung who was waiting for him, his eyes darting over the envelope. Taehyung  silently extended it toward him. With growing curiosity, he took it from him and carefully opened it. A moment later, two glossy slips slid into his lap.

He blinked.

His eyes scanned the words once. Then again. Round-trip tickets to Hawaii. Two seats. Departing tomorrow, 10:45 pm.

Jungkook's lips parted slightly, confusion and disbelief dancing across his face,"Wait... is this... is this real?"
Taehyung gave him a small, almost mischievous smile,"It is.You, me and Junie... no hospital, no cooking crying, no phone calls. Just us. A break. For you, for us." Jungkook's face softened with wonder. But within seconds, that look shifted. He bit her lip, his voice suddenly hesitant. "But… what about Gguk and Sonie? I can't just leave them behind"

And Taehyung saw that coming, he pulled him closer and hugged held m sideways, "Don't worry about them, they will be fine with eomma and appa—"

"But they will be very sad if we go without them"

"They know it already" Jungkook let out a surprise gasp, "They know it?" Taehyung pressed his lips to control his laugh and got hit by the shocked, "Ouch love I'm hurt"

"Shut up, you planned this all?" Taehyung grinned and nodded, flicking Jungkook's ear, "Yes mademoiselle, it’s been a long time since we went anywhere. Ever since Junie came, we haven’t really had any time for ourselves. No more dates, no more long drives... I really miss us, koo"

Jungkook eyes glistened as he looked down again, then let out a breathy laugh. "You... you sap" he murmured, wiping a corner of her eye

"But a romantic sap" Taehyung added proudly pecking the chubby cheeks. Jungkook wrapped his arm around his waist and hugged him tight, burying his face in the crook of his and exhaled the musky scent. Right now, Jungkook was  feeling like the luckiest human being in the world. Having someone like Taehyung as his life partner—he truly felt blessed. This man never failed to make his fall for him all over again.

Junie babbled in the background, happily chewing his bunny’s ear. Jungkook glanced at him then Taehyung again.

"I love you hubby" he whispered.

"I love you more"

Love was returned, promises were kept. There’s no joy quite like building home in peace, with the love of your life and family. At the end of the day that's what a heart truly longs for, a little peace... a little love... a place to belong and create happy memories.
Taekook wishes for that too. May the "sweet home" they built with love laughter and happiness may remain like this, forever.

The end.