{ Distance
And
Yearning }

Kim Taehyung.

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Jeon Jungkook.
 

 
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Taehyung sat in the special chair that was especially designed for him. It was his throne. His name was Kim Taehyung. He was brutish, cruel, and cold. You won't hear someone say this on his face, unless they have a death wish. He is intelligent, wealthy and attractive. No matter how bad things get. His calm demeanor makes him easy to deal with. Others respect him for that. They look up to him in admiration. While others stare with envy at him. 

Are there any who will not?. This is evident in his unrealistic body proportions, godly structured face, and hazel eyes and chestnut hair. His beauty will never be enough to describe him. What a wonder he is. And he knows it too. He is aware of the power he holds over others. Whether physically or mentally. He knows how human beings are susceptible to his temptations. Yet he doesn't give a damn. He has more important matters to worry about.

Then there is Jeon Jungkook. He is Taehyung's right-hand man. In some ways, he is a shadow of him. Always stoic, you see him always beside Taehyung. Looking at him makes you wonder what he is like. When that happens, people might be jealous of him. The little waist but bulky muscles of him and the doll-like face and diamond-cut jaw gave him a doll-like appearance. He could certainly kill people with his looks. He saw the stares people gave him. Whether they were lustful or jealous, their eyes followed him. The sight makes his chest swell with pride. It is because they are only permitted to stare. Having never witnessed him touch them, they can only imagine it. Because, in reality, if they got even a little close, then their days were numbered. 

 He does not place them at the top of his priorities list. Instead, he puts Taehyung first. Taking Taehyung's safety seriously is his top priority. If anyone crosses the line, he looks them in the eye. Taehyung should not be touched by anyone. Nobody has the right to touch him. There are some gems you can only behold from a distance, such as Taehyung. They must not be touched. If you approach him too closely, you will definitely perish.

Admire him for far or die. It is that simple. While the events were unfolding, Taehyung was fully aware of them. There can be no denying how much he enjoys what his right-hand man does. The man is delighted. He loves the way Jungkook treats him. Whenever he talks to Taehyung, he always has his eyes on the ground. Never fail to assure him he will protect him until his last breath. A warm feeling comes over him when the younger is willing to give him his life.

When both Jungkook and Taehyung were teenagers, they met each other. Taehyung was two years older than Jungkook. Jungkook was homeless at the age of 15. He had a part-time job and studied simultaneously. Unlike most people, Jungkook had no interest in studying. Perhaps he enjoyed physical training more. Still, he would not be able to pass the school. Not to mention his shithead bosses. He had too many arrogant colleagues. Not to mention some fucking attempt to touch him inappropriately. What a detestable thing. Can't even remember the times he cried in his sleep.

It is still vividly etched in his mind when he met Taehyung. It may have been the most miraculous turn of events of his life.

As if it had been any other day. The boy was getting ready for his part-time job. As he was exiting what was supposed to be his home. He noticed a black van outside. His confusion was obvious. "It wasn't here during the night." he thought. He just shrugged, since it wasn't his problem. Someone must have parked here. Once the house was locked, he looked around. Taking a walk towards the book store where he works. Right as he passes the van. The door opens. He stumbles back and widens his eyes. WTF. His eyes were fixed on the woman exiting her car.

His eyes were filled with awe as he watched her. The woman was dressed in black pants and a white shirt, neatly tucked inside her pants. Her heels made her appear taller. Her shoulders were covered with shoulder-length midnight hair, and her eyes were focusing directly on his soul. Her whole aura demanded his submission. Her gaze was unwavering. The situation made Jungkook uncomfortable. There was something in his mind that told him to run, and he was about to run. But he was stopped by the women.

"If it were me, I wouldn't do it." She said without showing her emotions. Jungkook swallowed hard. "How can she know what I was thinking about?" He was already hearing warning bells.

Again, "It is nice to meet you, Jeon Jungkook." she replied. He froze. Where on earth did she learn his name? She smirked, as though she knew what he was thinking. "I know everything about you Jeon Jungkook. Everything."

In her eyes, Jungkook swears he saw something glistening. Is he going to die? ? He knows that the way he lives is not good. His desire to live still remains. "You will not die if you listen to me." She cut him off from his thoughts.

Holy crap, man.

"What d-do y-you want from me?" He cursed himself for shuttering. But it was her aura that made him submit. Suddenly, her eyebrows rose and she smiled. However, it was not a genuine smile, but rather a dark one. As if she was planning something. She certainly wasn't planning for a good outcome. He holds his bag strap tightly, as if his life depends on it.

"Well, I have a deal to propose to you." She said. Deal? What sort of deal? He doesn't even know her. The woman crossed her arms and continued. "Before that, I am Kim Hyun-Jae. I will, however, be called Mrs Kim. Have you understood?" Jungkook involuntary nodded. There is no doubt that she understands the power she holds.

Mrs Kim was the first person Jungkook met at that time. She was Taehyung's mother. What she was like and what she wanted for him.

He regained his sense of reality when someone cleared his throat. In response, he turned toward his side. It's just a pleasure to watch Taehyung stare at him with a beautiful smile. Currently, they are in some room of the party. He has no idea what they are doing here but he is not in a position to find out.

Jungkook knows he shouldn't stare at the other man, but he just can't help himself. His gaze is captivated by Taehyung's gorgeous features. Wait, he's not ethereal. Actually, he IS ethereal. The man is standing on the balcony. Moonlight catches his honey tan skin, enhancing its beauty. The moonlight made his chestnut hair look like he was wearing pearls and his eyes glowed with the love and adoration he was feeling.

For unknown reasons, Jungkook's heart flutters. Taehyung stretches his hand out. Taking a glance between Taehyung and his stretched hand, Jungkook glanced back at Taehyung. He was greeted with a smile from Taehyung. Then Jungkook wrapped his small hands around those older big ones and gently touched them. Taehyung grabbed the younger immediately and jerked him forward.

Jungkook let out a shaky breath when their noses almost touched. One arm snaked around the younger's waist and the other around his hips. Jungkook wrapped his arms around the older's neck. Taehyung pulled him closer. No space remained between them. Goosebumps appear on young's neck when the other der leaves butterflies kisses.

During the summer, the night is motionless. None of them spoke a word. It was a moment of silence. Nothing was uncomfortable about it. It was rather sweet and soft. It is only the sound of crickets and the rustling of leaves that can be heard. They have shut everything down. There are no mafia lords here. No right-hand man either. The only two are TaeTae and Jungkookie. Embraced by each other.

Afterwards, Jungkook looked up at Taehyung. Only to be met by a beautiful smile that looked straight at him. Seeing the smiles on his boss's face makes him feel things he should not feel. Protecting this person is his duty. Could you really blame him? Lowering his head, Taehyung pecked his forehead affectionately. Putting his whole heart into it. Then he pecked his nose. With each peck, he ensures that the younger feels special.

He is simply not a pawn. No. His role goes beyond that. It has more to do with what he believes. The tears fell from Jungkook's eyes unknowingly. What did he do to deserve such a fate? He gave the older his famous bunny smile. Moonlight glints off his tearful doe eyes, making them look ravishing. Taehyung kissed the tear from his face. Junkook giggled in delight. As well as Junkook, Taehyung also smiled in delight.

They stare at each other with undeniable love and trust in each other. It is said that the eyes are a window into a person's soul. And it's true. They are windows when you're with the person you love. The person you've always wanted. Pray for it. Dream about it. Make sure that one person gets everything you have. That one person who you believe is your soulmate.

Slowly, they close in. No questions needed to be asked. They both needed one another. Not for their need. Not for their love either. But for each other. There was a kiss between them. There was nothing steamy or passionate about it. It was just soft and sweet. They kissed like they were sealing a deal. They are sealing their souls with each other. They have not only poured their love, but also their soul and trust.rust. No more is needed. Just the right amount.

They were so caught up in the kiss that they didn't notice the sharp pair of eyes watching them. Those dagger-like eyes are glaring at them. But they are so far from this world that they don't care.

❝ Between them, they closed the distance. It was a distance that had been built up over a lifetime. That distance that they must finally overcome. ❞

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