The years had been kind to Blossom Brew. The once-cozy café had blossomed into a bustling haven, a cherished cornerstone of the community. Its walls still bore Jungkook’s mural of the angel holding a steaming cup, now faded slightly but no less beautiful, a testament to the love and labor poured into the space. Taehyung, standing behind the counter with his sleeves rolled up, greeted customers with his familiar warm smile. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of laughter.

Life with Jungkook had been nothing short of extraordinary. Over the past five years, they had faced challenges together, from expanding the café to navigating the complexities of balancing their dreams. But through it all, their love had only grown stronger, weathering every storm with a quiet, steadfast resolve.

Jungkook, now an internationally renowned artist, had made South Korea his permanent home. Despite his growing fame, he remained grounded, his heart forever anchored in the café and the man who had stolen it.

It was a crisp autumn evening when Jungkook walked into the café after a long trip abroad. The wind carried with it a chill that promised the arrival of winter, and the golden leaves swirled around his feet as he stepped inside. The sight before him immediately filled him with warmth, Taehyung, dressed in a soft cream sweater, was laughing with a group of customers. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes sparkled in the warm light.

Jungkook’s heart swelled with emotion. No matter how much time passed, Taehyung still took his breath away.

Taehyung noticed him and broke into a radiant smile. “Kookie, You’re back!” he exclaimed, hurrying over to greet him.

Jungkook dropped his suitcase and pulled Taehyung into a tight embrace, burying his face in the crook of his neck. “I missed you,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with longing.

Taehyung chuckled, wrapping his arms around Jungkook’s waist. “You were only gone for two weeks.”

“Two weeks too long,” Jungkook replied, pulling back just enough to press a kiss to Taehyung’s forehead.

Later that night, after the café had closed, Jungkook led Taehyung out onto the rooftop terrace. The sky was clear, the stars twinkling brightly above them. Fairy lights hung around the terrace, casting a soft glow that made the space feel magical. A small table was set up with wine and candles, and Taehyung gasped at the sight.

“What’s all this?” he asked, turning to Jungkook with wide eyes.

Jungkook shrugged, a shy smile playing on his lips. “Just wanted to spend some time with you,” he said casually, though his heart was pounding in his chest.

They sat down, sipping wine and sharing stories about their day. Taehyung’s laughter rang out, a sound Jungkook had come to cherish more than anything. But as the evening wore on, Jungkook grew quieter, his hands fidgeting nervously.

“Kookie, are you okay?” Taehyung asked, his brow furrowing in concern.

Jungkook took a deep breath, setting his glass down. He reached for Taehyung’s hand, his thumb brushing over his knuckles. “There’s something I need to say,” he began, his voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside him.

Taehyung tilted his head, his expression curious. “What is it?”

Jungkook stood, pulling Taehyung up with him. He led him to the edge of the terrace, where they could see the city lights shimmering in the distance. Turning to face him, Jungkook took both of Taehyung’s hands in his, his gaze intense and filled with love.

“Tae,” he started, his voice trembling slightly. “You came into my life when I least expected it, and you turned my world upside down. You’ve been my inspiration, my partner, my home. I can’t imagine a life without you in it.”

Taehyung’s eyes widened, his heart racing as he realized where this was going. “Jungkook…”

Jungkook reached into his pocket, pulling out a small velvet box. He dropped to one knee, looking up at Taehyung with a nervous yet hopeful smile.

“Kim Taehyung, you are my everything. Will you marry me?”

Tears filled Taehyung’s eyes as he stared down at Jungkook, his hands trembling. “Kookie,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “I… I don’t know what to say.”

Jungkook chuckled softly. “Saying yes would be a good start,” he teased, though his voice was thick with emotion.

Taehyung laughed through his tears, nodding fervently. “Yes,” he said, his voice steady despite the tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Jungkook’s face broke into a radiant smile as he slipped the ring onto Taehyung’s finger. He stood, pulling Taehyung into a tight embrace before capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. The city lights glittered around them, but for Jungkook, the only thing that mattered was the man in his arms.

The days that followed were filled with joy and excitement as they shared the news with their friends and family. The café became a hub of celebration, its walls echoing with laughter and congratulations. Customers, many of whom had watched their love story unfold over the years, were thrilled for them.

One evening, as they sat together in the now-empty café, Jungkook turned to Taehyung, his eyes soft. “You know,” he said, “when I first walked into this place, I never imagined it would change my life.”

Taehyung smiled, resting his head on Jungkook’s shoulder. “And I never imagined that the mysterious artist who wouldn’t stop staring at me would become the love of my life.”

Jungkook laughed, pressing a kiss to the top of Taehyung’s head. “I guess life has a funny way of working out.”

Taehyung nodded, his heart full. “It does,” he agreed. “And I wouldn’t change a single moment of it.”

As they sat there, surrounded by the warmth and love they had built together, they knew that this was just the beginning of their next great adventure.

Jungkook glanced at Taehyung, his heart swelling with love. “To us,” he said softly, raising an imaginary glass.

Taehyung smiled, intertwining their fingers. “To us,” he echoed, his voice filled with hope and happiness.

And as the night stretched on, the world around them faded away, leaving only the promise of a lifetime of love, laughter, and new beginnings.

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The months following Jungkook’s proposal passed in a blur of joyful preparation. True to their personalities, they decided on a private outdoor wedding, something intimate and meaningful. They wanted the day to feel like a celebration of their love, not an extravagant affair.

When the big day finally arrived, it was as though the world itself had conspired to make it perfect. The venue was a secluded meadow just outside the city, surrounded by tall trees with their leaves tinged golden by the late afternoon sun. Strings of fairy lights hung between the trees, and a narrow aisle lined with wildflowers led to a simple wooden arch decorated with white roses.

The air was filled with the soft hum of nature, the chirping of birds blending with the gentle rustle of leaves. Only a handful of their closest friends and family were in attendance, seated in rustic chairs arranged in a semi-circle. The atmosphere was serene, magical, and uniquely theirs.

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Jungkook stood at the end of the aisle, dressed in an elegant black suit with subtle embroidery that shimmered in the sunlight. His long hair was tied back, and a small white rose pinned to his lapel matched the ones adorning the arch. As the breeze tousled his bangs, he fiddled with his cufflinks, his usual confidence giving way to a rare nervousness.

Hoseok, his best man, nudged him with a smirk. “Relax. You look like you’re about to faint.”

Jungkook let out a shaky laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ve painted hundreds of portraits, sold out galleries, and faced critics, but this… this is different. This is Taehyung.”

Hoseok clapped him on the shoulder. “Exactly. And he’s just as nervous about marrying you, I’m sure.”

As if on cue, the soft strumming of an acoustic guitar signaled Taehyung’s arrival. Jungkook’s breath caught in his throat as he looked up.

Taehyung appeared at the other end of the aisle, walking arm-in-arm with his best friend, Jimin. He wore an ivory suit that complemented his glowing complexion, the jacket fitted perfectly to his slender frame. His hair fell in soft waves over his forehead, and his wide eyes glistened with unshed tears. The sunlight seemed to follow him as he walked, casting a golden halo around him.

Jungkook’s world narrowed to that moment. Everything else, the murmurs of their guests, the music, even the beating of his own heart, faded into the background. All he could see was Taehyung, his angel, walking toward him with a shy yet radiant smile.

When Taehyung reached the end of the aisle, Jimin placed his hand in Jungkook’s, giving them a cheeky wink before stepping aside.

“You look…” Jungkook trailed off, his voice catching. “You’re breathtaking.”

Taehyung’s cheeks turned pink, and he ducked his head. “You’re not so bad yourself,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

The officiant cleared their throat, drawing a chuckle from the small crowd. “Shall we begin?”

The ceremony was simple but heartfelt. They exchanged handwritten vows that brought both laughter and tears to their guests.

Jungkook’s voice was steady as he spoke, though his eyes shone with emotion. “Taehyung, you’ve been my muse, my light, my everything. Before I met you, I thought I knew what love was, but you’ve shown me its truest, purest form. I promise to stand by you, to cherish you, and to love you with all that I am, for the rest of my life.”

Taehyung’s hands trembled slightly as he held Jungkook’s. His voice wavered, but his sincerity shone through. “Jungkook, you came into my life like a whirlwind, turning everything upside down in the best way. You’ve taught me what it means to be seen, to be loved. I promise to be your home, your partner, and your biggest fan in every step of our journey together.”

When the officiant finally declared them husbands, Jungkook didn’t hesitate. He cupped Taehyung’s face, leaning down to capture his lips in a kiss that spoke of years of love, longing, and unspoken promises. The small crowd erupted into applause and cheers, but the world seemed to shrink around them, leaving only the two of them in that moment.

The reception was just as intimate, held in the meadow under the glow of string lights and the stars above. Tables were set with simple but elegant decorations, wildflower centerpieces and candles that flickered in the evening breeze.

They shared their first dance to a soft piano melody, swaying together under the open sky. Taehyung rested his head on Jungkook’s shoulder, feeling utterly at peace.

“You’re mine now,” Jungkook whispered into his ear, his tone playful but filled with conviction.

Taehyung smiled, tilting his head to look up at him. “I’ve always been yours.”

“I love you Kookie”

“I love you too baby, more than anything”

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As the night wore on and their guests began to leave, Jungkook led Taehyung away from the crowd. They stood by the edge of the meadow, the distant city lights twinkling in the horizon.

Jungkook turned to Taehyung, taking his hands in his. “This is just the beginning,” he said softly. “We’ve built so much together already, but I want to keep building, our dreams, our home, our future. I want everything with you.”

Taehyung smiled, leaning up to press a soft kiss to Jungkook’s lips. “And you’ll have it,” he replied. “All of it.”

Hand in hand, they stood there, the quiet hum of the night wrapping around them like a warm embrace. The meadow, the café, the life they had created, it was all a reflection of the love they shared.

And as they walked back toward the glowing lights and laughter of their loved ones, their hearts beat in perfect harmony, ready to face whatever the future held, as long as they were together.

~The End~

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