|Royal Rebels|

"-kook...Jungkook!"

Jungkook groaned softly, the rays of the sun hitting his eyes disturbed his slumber. He turned to the right in order to hug the person who used to occupy that side of the bed.He was greeted with an empty space once again.

"Oh," Jungkook sighed and mustered the energy to finally sit up. His brown orbs scanned through the wide room, no sight of the one he was looking for. The young king made his way to the kitchen, passing by the wall filled with memorable pictures that were hung.

Pictures of him and his Little Tiger.

He has successfully reached the kitchen but frowned when he didn't see anyone standing there. The house felt so empty that made him remember things he didn't want to. He didn't want to be left alone again.

"T-taehyung?" he called out, the panic finally setting in. He needed his warmth. He needed his scent. He needed him. "T-tae where are you?" Jungkook stuttered  as searched the living room. 

Fuck. I can't see him. Fuck

"Baby?" that familiar deep and velvety voice reached his ears, making Jungkook whimper and turn around. "Why are you crying love?" Taehyung wondered as he saw tears brimming in his lover's eyes, putting down the book he was reading.

"Cm'here," the now black haired boy said, opening his arms wide enough for Jungkook to run into. "Now will baby tell me why he's sad?" he cooed when Jungkook buried his face deeper into the elder's chest.

"I-i...I tho-thought that..."

"You thought that I disappeared again?"

Jungkook didn't say anything but nodded nonetheless. Taehyung was so warm, soothing and he smelled like a mix of strawberry and vanilla. He was perfect.

Soft and slender fingers entangle themselves into Jungkook's brown locks, a sigh escaping the younger. "I won't go anywhere yeah? And if so, we'll always go together," Taehyung reassured whilst pressing a kiss on his forehead.

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"Why today? I thought the appointment was on a Tuesday," Jungkook groaned as he sat down onto the passenger's seat. Taehyung chuckled and started the engine. "I know you're excited to meet him...or her."

"I mean- I guess a him would be fine."

"You think so?" Jungkook nodded.

"Well let's go find a boy," Taehyung chuckled and drove faster, eliciting a squeal from the boy beside him. "Hey baby, you do know that we have to move to the castle soon right? And actually do some royal shit," Taehyung reminded which made Jungkook sigh. "Yeah but that could wait. I wanna spend my time with you. We deserved it after everything we've been through."

  They arrived at the building quicker than they thought, maybe it was because there wasn't much traffic or maybe it was because Taehyung kept driving recklessly and taking shortcuts. Who knows?

Anyway, the couple entered the building. The younger's eyes roamed around as nostalgia filled in. "It didn't change that much huh?," he muttered to himself.

St. Irene's Orphanage 

The memories of half of his childhood. Jungkook, along with his mother and brother, stayed in this orphanage to hide from their father. It went on for about five years before his stepfather took them in and made them a part of the royal family.

Jungkook watched as Taehyung mingled with the other kids, going up to them and asking how was their day.

Kim Taehyung was so good compared to him and he continued to question why did this person had to experience horrible events.
Jungkook always wanted to cry whenever he saw the fading marks and the scar on his lover's left shoulder. It was his fault after all.

Taehyung may not mention it but he still gets nightmares even if its been two years since the incident.

Jungkook shook his head silently, it wasn't the time to feel guilty and drown in self loathing. What caught his attention was a very young boy, hiding in the corner of the room.

Said boy flinched when he had eye contact with Jungkook. "You've noticed him too huh?" Taehyung said, wrapping his arm around Jungkook's slim waist.

"Yeah. Wanna have a chat with have him?" asked Jungkook as he guided Taehyung to the boy.

"Hey there buddy. What's your name?" Taehyung started off. "H-hong Eunwoo."

"Aww well aren't you a cutie!" Taehyung said and pinched hid cheeks, causing Eunwoo to giggle. "Hi Eunwoo. I'm Jungkook and this is Taehyung," Jungkook introduced for the both of them since his lover was still busy adoring the child and his cuteness.

"Y-you're the guys from the t.v right? You're the kings..." Eunwoo stated, his voice suddenly smaller.

Taehyung smiled nervously. "I-is there a problem with that?"

"No but..I don't like royalty much. Re-rebels are way cooler like those in the movies," answered little Eunwoo.

To say that Taehyung and Jungkook were shocked was an understatement. They were completely astounded with the answer.

Something inside Jungkook sparked as he gave his lover an 'are-you-sure?' look.
Taehyung cleared his throat, crouching down to the kid's height. "Well what do you say if we adopt you? It'll be fun! Even if  we're royalty," he encouraged, the last part of the sentence quite inaudible.

"C'mon Eunwoo. You can call Taehyung as Daddy while I can be Dada," Jungkook helped in coaxing. The brown haired male turned to him and winked, a smirk gracing his lips.

Oh fuck off Taehyung

"I..I-it sounds good to me," the child smiled and Taehyung thought it'd be a good idea to pick him up and spin him around the room.

"Taehyung put him down!" Jungkook giggled alongside Eunwoo who was now riding on his lover's shoulders.

Taehyung smirked and sent a knowing look at Jungkook while saying,

"Ready to become a rebel my prince?"

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I won't say much in this because I'll have another chapter for that.

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