Recommended playlist for the chapter:

◇ Addicted - Enrique Iglesias

◇ Fix you - Coldplay (or Bts cover ver.)

◇ Never not - Lauv

◇ Still with you - Jungkook

A/n: I'm sorry for being late again. I hope you enjoy this. Love you guys!

3 years later

Night has drawn upon the vast expansive sky. An empty landscape.

As far and as long as his eyes ran, there was nothing else but darkness. Maybe just a few silhouettes of pine trees dotting the wet mossy ground, and a thick invisible blanket of chilly January air.

Taehyung was laying on the floor, upon a lattice of cobblestone and intervening greenery, a sort of green as good as black. Next to him was a stone slab, an old withering grey, adhering to its age with chipped off corners and green vines embossing it's numerous cracks.

A gravestone.

Taehyung's eyes fluttered like little dandelions swaying in the breeze.
Cold, withering but somehow still there.

He lifts a hand and gently places it upon the center of the cold stone, feeling the coarse texture against his palm. Taehyung moves it, drawing small circles on the grave like he would have if it were a person and he was lying on their chest after a long day.

Taehyung smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes. Just like the warmth of his palm doesn't reach the one lying beneath the stone. A shaky sigh left his lips, he wants to cry but doesn't. He bottles it up.

Like he has been doing for the past so many years, he bottles it up whole and stores it somewhere far in his heart. Never to come out. Not until there was hope.

A voice suddenly reverbs in his head--

"I... im sorry Mr. Kim [...]

...we could've saved him if he [...]

Time of death 6:54--"

Taehyung wakes up with a jolt, eyes wide in seering fear and body drenched with cold sweat. His limbs feel numb and for a moment he can't seem to move them. Damn, sleep paralysis and its aftereffects.

He tries to even out his breathing, readjust his mind to bring it out of its state of frenzy until he's able to move his body again. It takes him a few minutes but he's used to it. Well, that kinda happens when you keep having the same dream for 3×365 nights.

After he finally manages to train his body movements back to shape, Taehyung turns to his right. A choke rises up in his throat when he finally understands what's happening. The spot next to him on the bed was empty again. Icy... as if it had never been occupied.

"Baby?" Taehyung questioned, suddenly shooting up on the bed. He felt the other side of the bedsheet under his fingers, disappointed at the lack of warmth that should've been there and looked around the dark space of the bedroom.

No person in sight.

From the little gap in the curtains a beam or two of sunlight sneaked in, telling the boy it was daytime already and that put his mind a bit at ease. Taehyung quickly slipped out of the covers and walked out of the room, still dressed in his pajamas.

"Master Kim." A familiar voice greeted him by the door and he stopped, bowing back at the elderly woman.

"I just came to ask you what you wanted to have for lunch." She clarified, smiling sweetly as Taehyung made a confused face.

"Is it time for lunch already?"

"It's past twelve 'o' clock, Sir."

Taehyung cursed under his breath, raking a hand through his now silky yet curly black locks that fell perfectly over his now higher cheekbones.

"I woke up late and alone... so i was wondering if you saw him? Did he leave for somewhere? Said something about it?" Taehyung asked her, feeling his chest bubble with more anxiety when she simply shook her head in negative.

"I didn't see him go out, but he could've left. Young master is pretty unpredictable."

Taehyung hummed in agreement but looked distracted, his heart performing summersaults in its cage.

"I told him to not go out that often... it isn't safe." He mumbled to himself while going back into his room to probably change and go look for him himself.

"What about the lunch master Taehyung?" The maid asked him again but he waved her off, saying he wasn't hungry as of now.

He hurriedly made his way out of the medium sized but properly furnished two bedroomed apartment in lower Seoul and into the hyundai parked in their shared lot. He decided to check with their friends first, go see if they knew something about where his boyfriend may have gone.

Taehyung drove around the city for about an hour, stopping by each known face to ask about him but to no avail. He also stopped by a few familiar places they frequented, like the small cafe down the street and the park they usually walked around during sunsets. Nothing.

He stopped his car by a lane and dropped his head against the padded steering, feeling his head ache with overbearing anxiety. Taehyung just wished he could call him but that would be a waste since he saw the other's phone lying on the night stand that morning itself.

Uncontrollably, his eyes began to fill with tears and Taehyung started having difficulties in breathing, the faint memory of the recurring dream hitting him in full force. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself but it didn't work. His heart was thumping wildly, painfully. Bringing back so many memories that he tried to hide behind his facade.

In these three years, not a lot had changed as one would've expected. Only that Taehyung had grown weaker at heart. After everything he had to go through, moving on was definitely not something he thought he could accomplish but somehow he had. Even so, his mental condition hadn't bettered one bit. Infact it had worsened.

He still had nightmares almost every other night-- the same place, the same grave haunting his mind like a possession, and as a result Taehyung had developed a fear of loneliness.
He had become extremely dependent on his partner for company , 24/7.

Call him clingy but the boy couldn't help it. He couldn't afford to wake up one day and be told that it had been a long dream and he had lost his love for the second time. Taehyung would die if that happened, again.

Nevertheless he still picked up his phone and with shaky fingers, and  dialed the one person who he knew could give him some advice at the moment.

The sun had climbed overhead now, radiating warm heat waves to its subjects underneath. Taehyung frowned as his vehicle stopped in front of a dingy two storeyed condo. For a moment he doubted if the friend he contacted was right about his boyfriend's current whereabouts, but it's not like Taehyung had a reason to not believe him.

He looked around and found that the area was partly residential and partly recreational in nature, with a huge skatepark spread out on one side.

The place was flanked by a busy crowd, mostly kids or teens showing off their skills with the skateboard and other cooler equipment Taehyung had never gotten to see in his childhood. He watched in awe, suddenly feeling as though he entered a whole new realm altogether.

Taehyung climbed out of his car and looked around for a bit more, feeling amazed. Lively, even. How come he didn't know there was a place like this in Seoul?

But then he shook his head, reminding himself why he was here and mustered a pissed off look on his face. Might come in handy later.

He pulled out his phone and went to the gallery, selecting one out of the many selcas his boyfriend took on his phone and walked up to a little girl trying to tie in her roller skates.

"Hey kid," he crouched in front of her, smiling sweetly as she looked up with small but glittery eyes.

"Hey hands(h)ome," she winked causing Taehyung to gasp first and then laugh out, mouth a cute box.

"You're cute." He commented before showing her the picture on his phone,"Seen this guy around?"

The girl looked at the photo with full concentration, mini tongue peeking out and all, before nodding in assertion. "There." She pointed towards an alley entrance on the other side of the buildings.

Taehyung thanked her by ruffling her hair and laughed when she scrunched her little nose in distaste.

"Don't be too cute or I'll kidnap you," he joked getting on his feet and walking towards the said alley, "see you kid."

To say Taehyung was even more amazed and stepping into not one but a whole maze of alleys really felt like stepping into some alternative universe, would be an understatement. It was absolutely breathtaking.

Taehyung looked around with eyes wide in wonder, taking slow steps further in and gently touched the printed walls with his fingers.

This place looked like a museum, only illegal and belonging to the street livers who had nothing to charge from ou except for an oath of keeping to a secret. Well technically Taehyung used to be a cop himself but it didn't bother him because he hardly ever did cop-ly stuff in his tenure to begin with.

He ventured further and further in, following the one wider path and marveling in the gorgeousness of peppy street art until he reached a corner where his legs stopped moving on their own.

His mind went haywire and heart boomed in his chest. Loud and clear.

Because right a few feet ahead of him was the one he had been looking for all this while.

Dressed in a pair of navy denim dungree, drawn over a white striped tee always too lose for his torso, tips of hair a bright indigo and tied behind his head in a half pony. He was just there, crouched on the floor, busy dipping a brush in a big can of paint.

"Jeon Jungkook!"

The man jerked on his feet, whipping his head around at the speed of light and doe eyes blown out as big as saucers.

"Kitty?"

Taehyung was huffing, chest falling and rising in what looked like anger but the mix of worry and vulnerability was as clear as a church in daylight.

The blue haired rose to his feet, smiling dazedly but then gulped as his feline looking boyfriend stormed up to him furiously.

"K-kitty what are you d-doing here?" Jungkook asked, his eyes flitting all around the place as he hid his hands behind his back like a kid,
"You knew about this place?"

"No. Jimin hyung told me." Taehyung replied fuming, not even caring if he just outted his friend even though he had specifically asked him not to tell Jungkook that it was him.

"Because someone thought it wasn't important to let me know before leaving in the morning like that!"

Jungkook flinched at his tone and stared at his boyfriend's face with worry. He noticed the obvious signs of distress Taehyung was giving out and internally cursed at himself for being the cause of it

"I... i didn't mean to do that," he said softly, stepping forward with a puppiest of puppy faces he could muster," I'm sorry Tae."

The now ravenette flicked his head to the side, wanting to throw a tantrum but when Jungkook smiled bunny and opened his arms for a hug, Taehyung couldn't help but fall right into them.

Then he began sobbing. Burying his head on the older's shoulder, Taehyung tried to contain his emotions but they flowed on like an open dam in rainy season, endlessly.

"H-how many times d-do i have to t-tell you??? To n-not leave me a-lone without i-informing beforehand?" Taehyung questioned through his sniffles, feeling Jungkook's hands caressing his back warmly,"d-don't you know... i get so s-scared... i c-cant bear to l-lose you again--i--"

"Shh." Jungkook shushed lowly, still rubbing the palms of hands against Taehyung's soft back,"I'm right here baby. I haven't gone anywhere. And see--" he lowered his fingers and tickled the boy's side,"im certainly not dead either!"

Jungkook's attempt to joke seemed to fail drastically as Taehyung sobbed harder, with more hiccups coming out of his mouth than before.

"O-oh my god y-you could've been dead!! I'm so s-stupid! You s-should be resting and i should be t-taking care of you--but i--"

"God kitty no! I'm absolutely fine, nothing's happened to me. And no one is dying... you come here, sit with me," Jungkook said urgently and bent a little, scooping Taehyung up by his ass and making him wrap his legs around his waist. Then he walked over to a pair of broken bench stools placed on one side of the alley and plonked on one, holding the smaller in his big muscly arms.

Taehyung moved forward and curled himself more into Jungkook's body, nails digging into his shoulders as he inhaled Jungkook's addictive masculine smell from his neck and hair. Jungkook let him do whatever, also feeling quite content because there was no where else he'd rather be.

After a few moments of hugging the life out of each other, Taehyung calmed down considerably and was now playing with the suspenders on the elder's chest, carrying a visible pout on his lips. Jungkook chuckled at his adorable expression and flicked his nose, causing the boy to look up in faux anger.

"I hate you." Taehyung spat, pout still present on plump lips but along with the shimmer in his eyes," You're so stupid. I should've dated Hansul instead."

"Then why didn't you? You had two whole years when you could've done that instead of crying over my technical dead self," the blue haired shot back, looking into Taehyung's eyes with an equal fervor.

"Shut up! Being in coma doesn't mean you're dead. I waited for you to wake up for so long... almost two whole years and this is how you pay me?" The younger asked feigning a hurt expression.

"No, i mean... it wasn't me who asked to come back to life now, did i? Like... Who even does that?? It's like some cliche sorcery shit that happens only in books- dying and then coming back to life-- like some god made shit." Jungkook made a weird exasperated face that had Taehyung rolling his eyes, but to be honest, he couldn't help but agree with what he was saying.

It was nothing short of a miracle... Jungkook coming back to life.

In medical terms though, it is called a case of Lazarus heart or Lazarus syndrome, where the person's heart doesn't respond to the defibrillator shocks right away and is considered dead until his blood circulation suddenly returns and he... pretty much starts breathing again. Creepy i know, but not impossible. And rare too.

Taehyung still remembered how he felt when the doctor declared Jungkook dead and announced his time of death with simple glance at his watch. But for Taehyung, all time had stopped. Within moments a few words made his entire world stop revolving before it came crashing down upon him like a lithe house of cards.

He had stumbled back and violently tripped on his own foot, causing him to fall back on his butt. The doctor was surprised at the boy's fallen state and quickly reached down to help him, only to find Taehyung unconscious.

The next time he woke up he was lying in the ER, a drip attached to his hand and head feeling fuzzy. As soon as he regained consciousness Taehyung just wanted to go back to sleep, an endless one at that, where he wouldn't have to face the fact that Jungkook had left him. Again. And forever this time.

Taehyung wanted to be dead too. Oh how he wished he had shot himself instead of Jungkook. But life only gave you so many chances.

He remembered Namjoon coming in to see him and remembered not wanting to face any of Jungkook's members after literally murdering their brother in cold blood, but the look on the elder's mature ageing face-- the endless streaks of tears on his cheeks overshadowed by the joy in his eyes--

"H-he's alive Taehyung! J-jungkook's alive. He made it!"

At first Taehyung had watched him blankly, wondering if the older man had lost his mind in grief. The boy wouldn't blame him if he had, he was on the brink of denial all the same. But the moment another nurse walked in and smilingly informed the same thing to him, Taehyung felt his heart explode. All the relief, happiness, sadness, anger had come together in the form of tears. Taehyung burst into tears, loud sobs infact as he clutched onto Namjoon and cried his heart out, thanking whichever god that was out there, looking after them.

But everything hadn't gotten that perfect yet.

Jungkook had managed to stay alive but instantly slipped into a state of coma because of the previous organ failure. The doctors tried to revive him and after keeping him under observation for a few days, they declared it indefinite when Jungkook would wake up... or if he would wake up at all.

That put Taehyung in a new but similar loop of pain and fear, as he practically lived in the hospital and spent most of his suspension days in Jungkook's cabin by his side. He didn't know if the other was listening but he talked a lot, telling Jungkook about how much he loved him and what he had gone through after their separation. Taehyung also added some funny incidents with Jimin and even some made up ones to entertain Jungkook but at the end he laughed alone.

He laughed and laughed until he had tears in his eyes and his throat choked up. Taehyung would excuse himself and go cry alone in the lobby. Even though Jungkook's brothers and friends were always there with him, he never felt the completeness he used to feel around the ravenette lying inside. And he was always surrounded by the constant fear that one day he would wake up and he would be told that his hopes and prays have failed. That Jungkook was never waking up again.

That's when the nightmares began and he kept seeing the unnamed grave again and again, for the next two years. Taehyungs dreams were like manifestations of his own fears that had rooted so deep in his heart, it eventually became a part of him.

So when after two long years, on one fine day Taehyung had gone to see Jungkook after his work only to find the ravenette batting his eyelids as if he had just woken up from a long sleep, the then brunet had screamed for the doctors and nurses or just anyone to come witness the miraculous movements on the ravenette's dead like self.

And just like earlier, the hospital fraternity was surprised to find Jungkook actually fully conscious and doing pretty okay health wise. It took him a bit of therapy and rephrasing in the mind to bring him back to the present and Taehyung couldn't be more happier when Jungkook had smiled at him after a few days.

"I heard you talk so much..." Jungkook had said through his broken parched voice,"You said you would love me. That's why... i had to wake up, didn't i?"

"Can we not talk about those days please." Taehyung said distastefully. He just wriggled his butt over Jungkook's lap and looked down with a sigh." I'm just so glad we got another chance at life... at everything."

"Indeed." Jungkook agreed softly, reaching forward to press their foreheads together. "Otherwise what in the name of devil would i do in hell without you?"

Taehyung let out an offended gasp and playfully hit the elder on his chest. Jungkook backed away with a cheeky smile but a strain of pain ran down his heart making him wince and the younger worry.

Jungkook had sure recovered from the bullet wounds over the two and half years but his heart was still a little weak, mainly because of rupturing of the main coronary artery. He had a bypass surgery back then, just moments before he 'died' and that had kept him afloat.

Jungkook was allowed to go home but was put under several dietary and physical restrictions for the next six months to come. Taehyung took full care of him in that period, meanwhile Namjoon and the others had successfully bribed a huge some to the government to let the Seonchang police abduction incident off the hook.

It took them a while, considering the number of public protests and uprisings against the court's decision to let Jungkook go, but the paid media managed it well. After a few months, everyone had effectively forgotten about the hostage situation and were more focussed on NBA finals.

Well. There were perks of being rich and powerful like that.

After the recovery period was over, Jungkook and Taehyung decided to leave the city and move out to a new place for a new start of their lives. Together. Although there had been no real confession or proposal of their love, it was given they were each other's from the very start. And they wanted nothing else but the other.

Taehyung applied for a volunteer retirement for police service and bought a small place in Seoul with the money he got from it. Ofcourse Jungkook's hyungs had helped him get the place at a better rate but they didn't have to necessarily use money for that. Only the name was enough for the sellers to give in quickly and run for their lives. Jeon.

The Jeon mafia had gotten more powerful than before, now being run by Mr. Sato as a branch of his own kingdom and leading it forward to gain more ground in the country. Consequently everyone who worked for Jungkook now worked for Mr. Sato, including his four hyungs-- Namjoon, Jimin, Yoongi and Hoseok, assuming similar roles to the ones they had with Jungkook before.

Seokjin, on the other hand, had decided to part ways with the gang and followed Jungkook and Taehyung to Seoul, as an additional hand of help. He opened his own cafe unit in upper city, a dream he'd always had and spent most of his time there or with Namjoon over skype. He made frequent visits to Taehyung and Jungkook's apartment and had also appointed a maid for them because he knew the two boys couldn't cook for their lives.

Everything had turned out to be perfect. And in the way Taehyung had never even dreamed of. Especially not after all that he went through in his life.

He thought he had been exceptionally lucky to get a second chance like this, yet he couldn't help but worry if it all was still a dream, a hallucination of his mind. The hard part was that Taehyung's nightmares never ceased to haunt him, although they did dissappear sometimes when he slept cuddled in Jungkook's arms.

But the best nights were the ones that Taehyung spent shifting from Jungkook's lap to his warm welcoming arms. Then with the tatted ravenette on top of him, kissing him feverishly, ravishing his body and making them one again and again until sun climbed up the horizon.

Everything was perfect, and their little tragic tale didn't end up so tragically after all.

As for Jungkook, the boy still felt like he had infact died that morning. It was a real death... but for the powerful mafia leader, the infamous cold blooded killer of the country who had murdered so many and terrorized so many others in his short life span. The man who had woken up from his deathbed was someone else. A better person, a better human, who knew how to love and care for the people around him.

His father's great mafian legacy was practically over now but at this point, Jaesung too had gotten mellow about it Old age seemed to have gotten to him faster than the rest. He hadn't bothered to keep in touch with Jungkook after the latter left the gang, nor did he speak to anybody else. Rumours had that the old man left the country to settle somewhere in the west and count the days until he died of old age. 

However the boys knew better than to believe such rumors about Jeon senior.

Everyone knew the oldie must be fucking several women right then, trying to leave his seeds around the world and give them a similar tale like he had given Jungkook. But they couldn't care less. He was gone now and left Jungkook alone. With his pretty kitty.

"But are you going to tell me why you sneaked away this morning?" The younger raven head huffed, still pissed about getting all worked up for nothing.

At that, Jungkook's face turned pink and he smiled a little sheepishly.

"T-that..."

"Mhm?" Taehyung raised a brow, crossing his hands over his chest.

"I had s-something to show you. But you have to close your eyes first." Jungkook said hurriedly and Taehyung knitted his brows in confusion.

"Show me what-- oh!" Taehyung was lifted from Jungkook's lap as the older stood up again and helped Taehyung to his feet. He skipped around the boy and put his hands over Taehyung's eyes, making the boy chuckle in disbelief.

"Jungkook you--" and Taehyung was spun on his feet, facing somewhere with Jungkook close behind him. The older mumbled a 'ready?' before gently removing his eyes for Taehyung to see.

And he did see.

"Hyung..." Taehyung's jaw hung open and eyes turned shiny, so shiny-- possible galaxies could've been lost in them," T-this is..."

"Pretty, i know. But not as much as you." Jungkook finished for him before turning the boy around to face himself and kissed him on his lips,"It could've been better if that midget didn't snitch to you."

"No, its--its so beautiful! Oh my god... you remember?" Taehyung asked bleary eyed, feeling deeply touched as he recalled that night from all those years back when he had dressed up and colored his hair for Jungkook to notice him. Taehyung thought Jungkook hadn't paid attention!

"Ofcourse, what do you mean?" Jungkook asked with a frown."You looked so breathtaking that night Tae... oh god, i couldn't get you out of my head!"

Taehyung let out a trembling smile and kissed Jungkook again, as passionately  he could. Soaking in the moment, ingraining it into his head. It was perfect.

"I love it. Looks just like me." Taehyung mumbled into Jungkook's chest. The elder sighed and patted his bum.
"That was the purpose-- anyway. Let's go home now. Jin hyung said he'll be coming to show us some suits for the wedding. We have to help him to select one."

Taehyung hummed and the both of them walked out of the maze of printed alleys, hand in hand, smiling in contentment and hearts full of love.

"When are we getting married?" Taehyung began pouting again as soon as they settled in the car, Jungkook behind the wheel."I wanna get married to you so bad."

Jungkook chuckled, scrunching his nose cutely and began driving back to their abode."And what do you aim to achieve by getting a label for this relationship? Haven't i given my everything to you already?"

"That's true too... but hyung~ what about the dress i wanted to wear?" Taehyung made a sad face and Jungkook stretched his hand to pull at his cutely pierced ear.

"Wear that for Jin hyung and Namjoon hyungs wedding instead. It's in about a week away. We'll go to the boutique and buy that purple gown and you can be Jin hyung's handsmaiden or handsman whatever..." Jungkook trailed off, looking unsure by the end of the statement and making Taehyung giggle.

"That's an amazing idea hyung! We'll do that, but are you sure Joon hyung will choose you as his best man?" The younger asked.

Jungkook scoffed out loud, turning to look at Taehyung with much indignation.

"Ofcourse he will! I'm his favorite dongsaeng. The others are... well they came late but i was with him first. He has to choose me."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Pfft. Ofcourse i am."

_._

"Or maybe not..."

Jungkook stopped at the doorstep of his apartment, making Taehyung bump his forehead on his back.

"What?" The boy whined, looking over Jungkook's shoulder and his own eyes widened in their sockets,"Oh my holy petunias..."

Jungkook nodded slowly, still in a state of shock as he took in the grand arrangements taking place in their little house. As far as he recalled, Seokjin had informed him that he would be coming with a couple of wedding suits to get help and select one for his wedding and reception day each but he didn't think his hyung was talking about bringing in a whole ass boutique at his place.

The hall was filled with racks and racks of suits, in all colours and shades of red, black and white. There was also one with some exotic looking wedding costumes like Hanboks and Shervanis. Stylists and their assistants moved to and fro, picking out something they liked and got their assistants to put it up on the 6 foot tall male mannequin standing on one side. Seokjin was sitting on the couch in the middle of it all, scrutinizing the costumes before asking for other options.

He was also aided by an overly active Jimin, who Jungkook had no idea was in town, and he ran about the whole place, trying different accessories on the costumes and posing in front of the mirror.

On the other hand, Hoseok and Yoongi where involved in a heated argument upon who was going to be Namjoon's best man, and both vouched for themselves as the one.

"Ofcourse it's going to be me Hobi, I'm older than you!" Yoongi snapped making Hoseok roll his eyes at him.

"But Joon knew me before you. I came first!" Another valid point.

Jungkook felt a frown settle on his forehead as he watched the verbal to and fro, internally feeling as if he had lost the best best man competition to either one of them.

That was until, Jimin walked up to them and gave them a king-to-peasant stare, full of pity." I think it's going to be me, because Namjoon hyung loves me more than any of you. He once said it too, he loves my height and would like to keep me by his side for the wedding."

"Maybe he meant as an armrest Jimin." Yoongi commented dryly, receiving a few loud snickers from Hoseok. Jimin made an offended face and stormed away from the two, just as Jungkook and Taehyung reached the hall.

"Oh you two are here! Good, now tell me if i should match my suit coat with Joon's dress pants or should he match his coat with mine?" Jin asked, holding two suits in both hands while looking expectantly between the two youngest members. "This is for the reception by the way. I'm looking to go for something peppy and mix and match style."

"Uh..." Jungkook blinked at the presented clothes a couple of times before turning to Taehyung for help. Over the years if there was one thing he realised, it was that Taehyung had an unmatchable sense of fashion.

"Hyung... drop the reds and go for something beige and some white instead? I think it'll go more with the overall theme of the reception." Taehyung smiled as Seokjin widened his eyes at the suggestion, looking beyond impressed.

"Taetae is chosen as my best man." Seokjin declared right away,"i don't think anyone wanted to be mine anyways."

"Don't worry hyung," Taehyung smirked, leaving Jungkook's side to go join Seokjin,"We both are enough to make sure you look the best in your wedding. Also so pretty Namjoon hyung couldn't take his eyes of you."

Seokjin blushed and called him a pervert when Taehyung winked at him suggestively, before grabbing his hand and pulling him away to show more clothes displayed on the racks.

Jungkook sighed after them and begrudgingly joined Yoongi and Hoseok who were now discussing the menu for the dinner party at the wedding.

"I think Mr. Sato mentioned hiring the entire Pegasus bar for the feast. That would be too much... don't you think?" The silver head hummed, rubbing his chin.

"Hmm maybe. But i think I'd want a more simpler wedding, like in a country church or something." Hoseok said thoughtfully.

"Yeah but that would happen when you grow the balls and propose Kara on your knee." Yoongi said teasingly, making Jungkook smile along at Hoseok's red face.

"What about you huh? Ever gonna ask Jimin out again?" Hoseok shot back and he knew he touched the right nerve when Yoongi glared at him nervously.

Jungkook noticed the tension between the two and leaned in, questioning what was wrong.

"It's Yoongi. He has a big mouth but still hasn't been able to ask Jimin out. Such a pussy. If i was gay and i had someone like Jimin who would forgive me for being an absolute dickhead, I'd marry him that instant!" Hoseok grumbled under his breath.

"It's not as simple as you say, Jung Hoseok," Yoongi said sharply, looking over at the boy he loved as he was trying on a Hanbok hat along with Taehyung and giggling heartily." I just-- i just don't think i deserve him..."

"Hyung, don't be like this." It was Jungkook this time, interrupting his self depreciative thoughts,"Forgot what happened when i thought i didn't deserve Taehyung? I almost killed myself. It's not about being perfect or a deserving candidate for someone. If he's okay with it, you take the lead and ask him out. Afterall life gives you only so many chances."

Yoongi's eyes softened at his dongsaeng's wise words. He was right. Yoongi loved Jimin with all his heart and really regretted doing what he did all those years ago. Jimin had forgiven him for it but it was difficult to forgive himself and dare to think of a future with this absolutely amazing person.

But still he was going to do it. He was going to take the needed step and ask Jimin out, maybe at the same night of their hyungs' ceremony. And this time he would make sure to mend everything and treat his man right.

On the other side of the room, Taehyung and Jimin were on with a different kind of conversation.

"Do you think the peach lingerie i bought from milan would go with this hat?" Jimin asked Taehyung, posing in front of the mirror with a Korean style hat on his head.

Taehyung choked on his breath at the question."A traditional hat with lingerie? What... does Yoongi have a ancient kink or something?"

Jimin twisted his lips and faced the younger.

"Is there a problem with having a historical roleplay with your husband, Taehyung?"

"Absolutely not." Taehyung shook his head, trying to hold in his laughter." But is he your husband yet?"

"He will be," Jimin replied smugly turning away,"I'm sure he's whipped for my ass. I can see it. The day he puts a ring on it is coming sooner than you think Taehyungie~"

"I bet." Taehyung smiled at his bestfriend, going to hold the shorter boy in a comfy back hug,"Ah and also i was wondering..."

"Yes?" Jimin asked, now posing along with Taehyung in the mirror.

"If you could lend me some... you know... lingerie?" Taehyung said quickly, trying to keep his voice low in order for only Jimin to hear.

"Oh?" Jimin narrowed his eyes teasingly, turning towards Taehyung with a Cheshire grin.

"What did you say Taehyung? I couldn't hear you... was it LINGERIE THAT YOU WANTED TO BORROW?"

"Hyung! Shut the def up oh my god--" Taehyung quickly pressed his palm against the older's mouth, shutting him out although he was too late. He looked at Jimin in absolute mortification while the other cackled evily behind his palm."why would you say that aloud??"

"Because~ tit for tat!" Jimin smirked, removing Taehyung's hand from his lips,"Snitches get snitches. You told Jungkook it was me who sent you to the graffiti walls."

"Hyung you--"

"Who's borrowing lingerie?" Taehyung and the others turned towards the source of the voice now standing at the doorstep.

"God Joon, what got you so late? I was beginning to get tired from all the wedding arrangements so far!" Seokjin whined loudly as his boyfriend walked into the hall with loads of shopping bags.

"Babe, the only thing you had to arrange in the wedding were the costumes. That too only because you wanted to. I am handling everything else, am i not?" Namjoon said shaking his head a little as Seokjin came in to give a peck on his lips.

"Selecting the look can be tiring too." He mumbled into his fiancé's (soon to be husband's) shoulder. Namjoon dropped the bags and took his big baby in his arms, gently massaging his neck to ease his stress.

"Oh the whole troupe is here. Cool, hey gentlemen!" Kara walked into the hall too, with a bright smile on her face that almost everyone immediately returned. She specifically waved at the blue haired who waved right back, before going to settle beside Hoseok,

"And hey to you too oppa." She winked, causing her boyfriend to blush hotly.

"Urgh, she's weird." It was Jimin, grumbling under his breath but Taehyung clearly heard him.

"Can you like forgive her already? She, gguk and i are all good friends now you know." The younger said patronizingly but Jimin just scoffed and looked away.

"I'd need more than that to forgive her cheating ass. Ah that reminds me... where's Kai gone? Haven't heard of him for a long while."

"I heard he's kept in remand for a while. Got in for some deer poaching case in Canada." Taehyung said blankly,"poor him..."

"Yeah... tough luck."

Not a moment later both the bestfriends broke into evil snickers.

"Serves him right."

"Yeah, fucking bitch."

"Anyway guys, i have an announcement to make." Namjoon spoke up after letting his boyfriend go,"I found a good place to setup Taehyung's flower nursery. Its somewhere closer to the outskirts but its huge and pretty. And had a reasonable land price too!"

"Reasonable, really? Or did you threaten the owner again?" Seokjin asked eyeing his boyfriend suspiciously.

"No! No, it's a clean deal. Fair and square. Just like Taehyung asked. I even got a loan for it from the bank. But the placed is currently named after Jungkook because of some legal reasons." Namjoon informed.

"Thankyou so much hyung. Thank you for doing this." Taehyung said, bowing to the older respectfully in gratitude.

He had been looking for a place to start his nursery ever since the day they landed in Seoul. It was going to be their chief source of earning from Taehyung's side and also a dream he had spun back in those days. He never studied business but Seokjin was there to teach him the basics. He had also found a few friends from his neighborhood, who could help him with it and he was more than grateful. Even Jungkook was happy for his boyfriend's new achievement.

"Oh and Jungkook, there's a good news for you too!"

The blue haired looked up expectantly, waiting for his turn but his wide smile slipped off when Namjoon said the next  words.

"The application i made for the European Arts and Business Open school has been accepted. You can officially start your online classes from next week! Isn't that great? Wait-- Jungkook? Where's he gone? He was just here...." Namjoon looked around the hall in surprise when he found no trace of the blue haired younger.

He turned to face the others, bewildered. "Guys, what just happened?"

The other boys tried to suppress their giggles but they broke out anyway, causing the whole hall to echoe with loud and cheerful laughter.

"What... am i missing something?" The elder asked, partly amused by their reactions.

"Oh its nothing dear," Seokjin replied, wiping a tear from the corner of his eyes.

"It's just that... Jungkook has always been extremely allergic to books."

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"So this is it then?" Jungkook said, pushing his hands down the pockets of his sweatpants as he looked around at the huge empty patch of land in front of them.

Taehyung hummed as he stepped forward and breathed in a lungful of the fresh breeze that perfectly accompanied the setting, orange sun.

"This is it." He replied, a soft smile playing on his lips as he eyed the baren soil lovingly.

"This is going to be our second home... our little getaway place. Maybe we could eventually build a small farmhouse there and come visit weekly or maybe monthly?" Taehyung suggested turning to look at Jungkook who looked happy with the idea.

"Yes, but this time I'll be the one to pay for it's making, not you. After the art course gets over, hyung said i could take over Taehyung Art Foundation again. Isn't that amazing? I literally made that company/ clubroom from scratch! And i would be able to head it!" Jungkook said excitedly, making Taehyung smile at his cute boyfriend.

"Yes, that would be very amazing. Thankyou baby." Taehyung said lovingly, wrapping an arm around Jungkook's bicep.

They both stood there in silence, watching as the sun dipped under the horizon, and the birds sang sweetly. All for them. It was there moment.

"Kitty?" Jungkook spoke a little while later, breaking the comfortable silence forming between them.

"Hmm?"

"Do you want me to kidnap the little girl from the skatepark for you?"

Taehyung dropped his hands from Jungkook's arm and turned to look at him, absolutely horrified at his question.

"Relax. I was just ask--kidding! Only kidding haha. Ofcourse i wasn't going to kidnap her. You know I've changed right?" Jungkook said sheepishly, making Taehyung groan and slap his own forehead in agony.

"I'm not even going to ask how you know about that..." the younger sighed loudly but then went to hold his ex gangster boyfriend's hand again.
"Please don't haul the kid in for my sake. It was just a sweet gesture. I dont want kids. Can't handle them until i have a big one like you."

Jungkook nodded in assertion, quickly dropping the topic and focusing his gaze back at the piece of land they now owned, bubbling with prospects.

"Hyung, since you own this land right now, what do you think i should grow on it first?" Taehyung questioned, nudging Jungkook's side with his elbow.
He had a lot of options in mind but since he loved all of them equally, Taehyung was facing a tad bit more difficultly to stick to one for starters.

"Why? What's there to think?" Jungkook  said, without looking away from the field. He reached down and laced his tatted fingers with Taehyung's own tatted ones, permanently sealing their bond as one, divine existence.

Tiger + Bunny.

"Poppies. Poppies are my personal favorite."

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THE 'PROPER' THE END.

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A/N: Ah... this has been emotional. A proper author's note would need a whole new chapter but i won't put you through that trouble and let you sleep in peace.

Fast Draw is now officially finished :(

I haven't planned a sequel for it because i believe in ending things where they should be ended.

But if you still want to continue reading me, as a writer, wait for the next update on this book itself.

My new taekook book which is topkook + vottom has already been published, is ongoing. Check it out at the link provided in the comments here:

Lastly, I'd like to extend my heartfelt thanks to each one of my readers (even those who don't vote because im generous like that :p)
It has been a long, crazy ass journey through fast draw and you made it even more fun. I always love a challenge and to keep you on your toes was definitely one of them.

I absolutely love and adore each one of you. I hope you stay and we meet again after this.

Borahae 💜

- Bhavishya.

Started : 30/3/2020

Ended: 4/8/2021