**

Jeongguk kissed Taehyung on the mouth eagerly, their lips wet and breaths fusing with one another, sending warmth throughout their bodies.

Jeongguk pulled away and leaned his forehead against Taehyung's. "I don't want to go back home."

"I don't want to either," Taehyung whispered, brushing his thumb over Jeongguk's fingers. "But we can't overstay, darling. We've got responsibilities back home."

Jeongguk tsked, looked at Taehyung, who looked morose as well. Both had to go to the airport and take the flight back to London. Jeongguk had school the next day, and he already knew he wouldn't see Taehyung for another few weeks or so. Both were always so busy with work.

The week spent in France had been phenomenal. Sex every day, sometimes twice. They ate lovely food, they canoed, they took hot water baths, they painted, they even did pottery. It was amazing. Jeongguk's sure he's been smiling this whole time. Taehyung had grown closer, never wanting to leave Jeongguk's side. He kept the boy close, always having his arms around his waist or lips on his mouth.

Both had grown attached. Too soon, too fast. It wasn't good for either, but they didn't have the willpower to stop it.

The drive to the airport consisted of Jeongguk having his head on Taehyung's shoulder, and Taehyung pressing kisses to his forehead every other moment. There was a partition between the back seats and the driver's, thankfully. n the airplane, they spoke softly, exchanging as many words and stories to remember these memories forever. When they reached London, the car came to pick them up- Taehyung's driver looking at them wearily. Jeongguk paid no mind, just sat on Taehyung's lap and kissed him throughout.

"Drop him to his house," Taehyung said, and Jackson nodded, driving past Taehyung's house and towards the smaller flats. Jeongguk whined to himself, looking at Taehyung with his big doll eyes.

"Goodbye. Meet me soon, please." Jeongguk whispered. Taehyung smiled softly.

"I will. I promise." Taehyung reassured, kissing his cheek. Jeongguk beamed up at the man and grudgingly got out of the car. Jackson rushed out of the car and handed Jeongguk his suitcase- which Jeongguk took kindly, and then turned around and walked into his house.

Jeongguk turned and saw the car drive off, and then before he could open the door of his house, it opened itself.

"Jeongguk," A voice came. Jeongguk looked, and then frowned when he didn't see his petite blonde wife.

"Jimin?" Jeongguk asked, seeing the black haired boy standing with his hand on the door. "What are you doing here?"

"Jeongguk's home?" A voice chirped from inside, and then Rosie barrelled down the hallway and towards the doorway and smiled widely when she saw Jeongguk. "Jeonggukie! Oh, you're back! I've missed you!" Rosie gasped, hugging him tightly.

Jeongguk hugged her back awkwardly, but then gulped. "Hello, Rosie. Fancy seeing Jimin here," Jeongguk said, and Jimin laughed sheepishly.

"Yes, um- I've been ringing up your telephone for the whole week. You didn't tell me you were going on some fishing trip. I thought you'd come over to the pub, you know." Jimin spoke, his accent a bit posher.

"I'm sorry. It- it must've slipped my mind." Jeongguk said, giving him a small smile.

"That's alright. Rosie made me some tea. I'll get going now, I just wanted to make sure you were alright. You're coming to school tomorrow, right? We can go to the pub after," Jimin said, smiling. Jeongguk nodded, and then Jimin ruffled his hair lightly and walked past him, out of their flat.

"Bye!" Rosie called and then smiled up at Jeongguk, who stepped inside the house, closing the door behind him.

"So! How was it? France must've been beautiful at this time of the year, yeah?" Rosie asked, helping him take his coat off. Jeongguk nodded.

"Oh, it was! We went canoeing many times. There were these beautiful flowers outside the cabin, Rosie. You've never find them here in London. And oh- the night sky! So full of stars!" Jeongguk gushed, clasping his hands together.

"How was it with Taehyung? Isn't he a bit cocky and cold? Veronica told me he must be giving you a hard time," Rosie giggled. Jeongguk slung his coat on the chair of the dining table and smiled to himself.

"He did give me a bit of a hard time, I reckon," Jeongguk said softly, biting his lip.

"I've made you dinner. Shepherd's pie, the way you like it." Rosie said, and Jeongguk gave her a small smile and saw the steaming hot food on the table and sat down, hungry.

"You must've not had any telephones there, huh? You didn't call once," Rosie said, tilting her head. Jeongguk nodded. He was lying, there was a telephone. Rosie hummed.

Suddenly she closed in a little bit. Her body was clad in a nightgown, and she began toying with her hair, looking a little fearful. "I-I hope you weren't upset about Jimin coming over. I'd never had a man over without you being here-"

"Mhm- This shepherd's pie is really good! Did you add something to it?" Jeongguk asked, eating the food quickly.

Rosie paused. "Oh, um- I melted some cheese over the top. Nonetheless, you must've been mortified to see your best mate in the same flat as your wife! How atrocious, I just can't imagine-" Rosie began, shaking her head. Rosie was tensed but then saw as Jeongguk continued eating, not looking as 'mortified' as she thought he'd be.

"Aren't you... bothered?" Rosie asked, voice small. Jeongguk looked up at her, and then picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of his lip.

"No," Jeongguk said, and then took a bigger bite and hummed. "Oh the beef tastes delicious," Jeongguk added, smiling at her.

Rosie's shoulders fell. "Jimin's quite the- the womanizer though, isn't he? Didn't you see he'd slept with quite a few women?"

"Yes. Funny chap. But oh well, he thinks it's strange how early I got married,"Jeongguk chuckled, taking the last bite of his shepherd's pie. "But he's taken quite the liking to you. He told me his mum was a nurse, too. Quite the noble profession, he says."

"Yes, he said I was quite pretty, too," Rosie added, raising her eyebrows at Jeongguk. Jeongguk just nodded, and then drank down his water. Rosie looked at Jeongguk closely, as if waiting for a reaction, but the boy just looked up, untethered.

"Is there any wine?"

Rosie looked at him in disbelief. "So you're really not upset by this affliction? You know- my- my friend at the hospital, her husband hit one of the doctor's for trying to get close to her!" Rosie said.

"Oh. How... foolish." Jeongguk hummed, standing up and walking to the bedroom. Rosie stood there, shoulders dropping.

She wishes he were more possessive at times. More caring. More rugged, manly, a little bossy, perhaps. It was all so attractive when she found men like such in movies and books. Jeongguk wasn't even pinched by the fact that his best friend was in the house with his wife. Although nothing happened- Jimin just had some tea and left. But still, Rosie expected a little bit of anger, at least.

She washed the dishes and then walked back to the bedroom, opening it to the find Jeongguk standing in front of the dresser, dressed in a rather large white shirt and no trousers, putting cold face cream in spots on his face. She watched as he slowly applied the cream to his face and then brushed his hair neatly, smiling at his reflection.

Rosie walked up to him, watching him in the mirror with large eyes. She leaned into Jeongguk, grasping his shirt in her hand. Jeongguk looked at her and frowned, but then saw her leaning into his chest. He opened his mouth to speak, but then saw her look up.

"You smell odd," Rosie said, voice soft.

Jeongguk reached away from her, patting down his shirt. "Yes. Men's fragrances and soaps are too... harsh for my skin. The scent is bulgarian rose. Isn't it nice?" Jeongguk asked her.

Rosie chuckled to herself, dry. "Yes... yes. It's um- nice. You smell like a woman." Rosie stated blankly, looking to see how he'd react. Jeongguk nodded, walking to his bed and lying down onto it, pulling the covers onto himself.

Rosie turned the lamp light off and lay down on the bed too, moving closer to him. "Jeongguk," She said gently, reaching over to kiss his cheek. "I missed you dearly," She continued, kissing him on the lips.

Jeongguk kissed her back. Rosie put her hands over his shoulders, hoping he'd grab hold of her and roll himself on top, kiss her gently and all over. Instead, he made a small sound and then moved away.

"I'm tired, Rosie. Goodnight." Jeongguk said softly, curling into a ball, hands clutching his blanket as he slid his eyes shut.

Rosie sighed to herself. "Goodnight." She repeated, sleeping close to his body, eyes closing.

*

"Ah, you're back," Veronica stated when she saw the blonde man walk into the living room. Jackson scurried behind him to place his suitcase in his study. Taehyung stroke towards the couches, seeing Veronica sitting against the leather couch, sipping on warm rum.

"Did you change the house while I was gone?" Taehyung asked, looking around with a frown.

"Yes. I threw out those old vases we had. Got new ones. Changed the dining table. Bought a new rug." Veronica stated, tipping her head back.

"My mother gave me those vases. The dining table was fine. I liked the rug." Taehyung said, clenching his fingers.

"I'm aware," Veronica said, smirking. "Which is why I changed it while you were gone."

"I don't like the curtains, I've asked to have them changed a hundred times-" Taehyung began, and Veronica walked over to him. She reached closer, and then gripped his shirt, looking up.

"Well that's not going to happen, is it?" Veronica asked in a hushed voice. Taehyung looked away, eyes darkening. "How was your trip with that boy?"

"Good. We fished." Taehyung mumbled, jaw tightening. She ran a thumb down his strong jaw, tutting.

"Didn't call me even once," Veronica said, eyes flickering to his own. "I reckoned you'd have sex with Anette again. So I slept with a boy two days ago. He was rather pretty, really. A law student. Had these gorgeous plump lips." Veronica went on, wanting to rile him up.

"Darling, I've just come back from a holiday. Would you mind acting like a normal wife for one fucking night?" Taehyung growled lowly, and Veronica tensed, seeing him turn away. "I mean, look at Rosie. She's not a complete utter bitch," Taehyung snarked, and Veronica frowned.

"Excuse me?" Veronica said in a hushed tone, and Taehyung looked away. "Don't you dare speak to me like that, Taehyung. And don't fucking compare me to Rosie. Not all women are meek and docile. Don't expect me to be so."

"I don't expect you to be shit, Veronica. I just want some fucking normality for once in this goddamn house," Taehyung said, raising his voice, hands in his pockets as he turned to look at Veronica, who had her eyes darkened. "The moment I walk in you've changed everything, you're talking about how you had sex with some boy, you-"

"Are you seriously affronted because I changed the rug?" Veronica asked, scoffing.

"I'm angry because you never ask, Veronica! You want everything to go your way and just expect me to take it!" Taehyung shouted, and then saw Veronica tense up at how he raised his voice.

Taehyung gulped, shoulders tensing at how she looked at him. "I-" Taehyung began and then saw Veronica looking down. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"What did I tell you about raising your voice at me?" Veronica asked, looking down, leaning against the bar table.

"Veronica-" Taehyung said, and then Veronica looked up.

"Come here," Veronica said sharply, and Taehyung stood still. Veronica blinked her onyx eyes at him and gestured with her fingers. "Come here, Taehyung."

Taehyung walked closer to her, seeing her place the glass of rum on the bar table. Taehyung walked to her, and then took a deep breath. "I shouldn't have raised my voice. I know, I know- I'm sorry. You- you just can't do such things and not expect me to get angered, Veronica," Taehyung said, words soft.

Veronica was quiet. She reached her hand up, and then grabbed onto his blonde hair, giving it a sharp tug. Taehyung looked away, breathing heavily. "You were a stupid, broken, bumbling little idiot when I found you, Taehyung. I'm the reason you're the way you are. Don't you dare raise your voice at me. Is that understood, angel?" Veronica said, tilting her head.

Taehyung kept quiet, refusing to look at her eyes. "Don't talk to me like this," Taehyung said lowly, but his dominance had no effect on her. She ran her hand down and dug his nails into the back of his neck.

"On your knees." She whispered, and Taehyung felt a wave of anger wreaking havoc inside of him as he wordlessly got down on his knees, looking down.

Before Taehyung could grasp a hold of himself, his head was pushed under Veronica's dress, and right to face with her crotch. She pulled her panties down enough for Taehyung's lips to meet her supple skin. She pushed his head further in, and he kept his arms loosely by his sides. He began eating her out, rubbing his tongue over her folds, hearing her hum in content.

She moaned and continued pushing his head back and forth, in control. He put his hands on her thighs, but then felt her foot press harshly against his clothed cock and let his hands go.

"Good boy," She said in the middle, and Taehyung felt the anger of humiliation rooting deep inside of him, but just continued pleasuring her, mouthing on her pink skin while she snickered at his actions.

After minutes, she whimpered out and then bit her lip- cumming into his mouth. He swallowed it down and looked up at her. She pulled his head away, breathing heavily.

"Sleep on the couch." She said, and then turned on heel and strutted back towards the bedroom, not looking back.

Taehyung wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and leaned against the bar table, breathing heavily. When he first met her, he'd always let her take control. Always let her have her way. When they were younger, Taehyung wasn't the cocky, confident man he was today. He'd grown up around loud, commanding people. So naturally, he followed someone who was naturally commanding herself.

Veronica gave him the confidence he had today. Except she refuses to let him change when they're alone. Wants him to give in to her control every time. And every time he does. Wordlessly.

Taehyung just wanted some control of his life, at the minute where everything felt like it was spiraling. He got up from the floor and walked into his study, finding the black telephone and ringing a number quickly.

He put the black metal against his ear and waited patiently, the rings going on for what seemed like ages. Finally, he was met with a groggy, incoherent "Hello?"

"Jeongguk," Taehyung said, voice hushed. Taehyung leaned against the wall. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you-"

"I-Id only just gone to sleep. It's alright. What's wrong?" Jeongguk asked, the worry taking over his voice.

"Nothing," Taehyung said, putting a hand against his forehead, squeezing his temple lightly to make his headache go away. "I just wanted to hear your voice."

There was a bit of silence, and then a small giggled. "I'm here, Taehyungie," Jeongguk said, and Taehyung could hear the smile through the phone. "Miss me already?"

"Yes. So much." Taehyung whispered, eyes closed. "I wish we were back in France already."

"I do too. It's so much easier to fall asleep with your arms around me." Jeongguk said, voice hushed. Both weren't speaking too loud.

Taehyung sniffled, smiling. "Can I meet you tomorrow?"

"Yes. Please."

"Good. I'll see you then. I've got something to be hopeful for, at least." Taehyung said, and then heard a small bashful squeak from the other side, and just smiled fondly at the image of Jeongguk blushing, probably twirling his finger around his telephone wire.

"G-goodnight, Taehyungie."

"Goodnight, Jeonggukie," Taehyung whispered back, and then Jeongguk blew him a small kiss and cut the phone. Taehyung put the phone down and took a deep breath. It's alright. Jeongguk was here, so it's alright.

He didn't know Veronica was outside the study, leaning against the wall, frowning to herself after having heard the conversation.

*

"You'd never believe this woman I slept with last week," Jimin said, standing behind the bar table, cleaning some glasses. "She was older than me, I'm sure. A professor or something. But fuck, Jeongguk. She sucked me dry and then rode me until I was shaking. Kicked me out the minute she came." Jimin said, shuddering. "It was perfect."

"I rather not know the details to your lovemaking, Jimin," Jeongguk said, grimacing. "You're so crude."

"You've probably never done a thing wrong in your lifetime, Jeongguk." Jimin laughed, and Jeongguk hummed, looking at his glass of beer. "I'll still never understand how one can get married so young,"

"I've known her all my life, it was inevitable," Jeongguk responded, and Jimin shrugged, pouring a drink for another customer. Jeongguk sat on the bar stool, watching as Jimin laughed at the customer and gave him the drink, and then walked back over to Jeongguk and rolled his eyes.

"These older men will never stop ridiculing us for never going to war. How is it our fault! The was ended, and we were far too young when it began!" Jimin scoffed, offended. Jeongguk laughed and then heard a voice.

"One scotch." A deep voice came, and Jeongguk snapped his head towards the voice, and his eyes widened when he saw Taehyung. The blonde man was in a suit, as usual, probably on his way back from work. Jeongguk smiled at the man.

Jimin looked at him and then gasped. "Oh- wait- you're Kim Taehyung! That- that lawyer!"

"You know me?" Taehyung asked, looking bored.

"You came to my school to give a talk," Jimin said, astounded. Taehyung chuckled, and then looked at Jeongguk, who was looking up at Taehyung with large eyes.

"My goodness, Jeongguk. You look like a goldfish." Jimin said, and Jeongguk looked at him with a slight tint on his cheeks.

"Shut up, Jimin! Do your work," Jeongguk stammered, and Jimin snickered, taking out a glass and finding the bottle of scotch. Taehyung looked at Jeongguk with a small smile.

The moment Jimin left, Jeongguk smiled at Taehyung. "What're you doing here?"

"I went to your work but they said you'd already left. One of the women working there said you tend to go to this bar afterward, so here I am." Taehyung said softly and then saw Jeongguk blush a little.

"You came looking for me?" Jeongguk asked, preening. Taehyung tapped his chin, giving him a small wink.

"Come for a drive with me after this?" Taehyung asked, and Jeongguk nodded, holding back the urge to leap forward and kiss the man. His fingers were twitching to wrap around Taehyung's, but he just looked away.

"Here," Jimin said, placing the glass on the bar counter. Taehyung picked it up, giving him a small smile. "Do you know each other?" Jimin asked.

Jeongguk bit his lip. "Yes, um- our wives are good friends. And we're neighbors." Jeongguk said, and Jimin snickered, leaning over the counter and looking at Taehyung.

"Must be a pain having to hear Elvis every goddamn morning-"

"Jimin!" Jeongguk said again, hitting his arm. Jimin giggled and looked at Jeongguk. "I'm only joking, Jeongguk. Your adoration for that man's music is questionable but endearing. Don't fret over it." Jimin said, grinning. Jeongguk rolled his eyes, and Jimin leaned forward, ruffling up his hair.

"I despise you," Jeongguk muttered, fixing his hair. Jimin laughed.

Jeongguk looked at Taehyung, who was looking at Jimin with a lifted eyebrow. Jeongguk suddenly felt Taehyung's hand on his lower back. "You two are close, huh?" Taehyung asked, voice dry.

Jeongguk looked at him cautiously, while Jimin snickered. "Yeah. Best mates. Known him since he got here," Jimin explained, and Jeongguk felt Taehyung's hand go lower, humming.

Taehyung smiled. "How exciting," Taehyung muttered, and Jeongguk almost blushed. Jeongguk wondered if he was jealous. Was this how Taehyung acted when he was jealous? Jeongguk looked at him with curiosity and then saw Taehyung clear his throat.

"Jimin, is it? That's a lovely name." Taehyung said, words drawling. Jimin looked at him. "O-oh. Thank y-"

"You're from London, are you?" Taehyung said, and Jeongguk was confused. Was he.. intervening him? Jimin nodded. "Ah, no wonder. Your dialect is perfectly immaculate."

Jimin's cheeks tinted. "Oh! Um- thank you." Jimin murmured softly, looking away from Taehyung. Taehyung smirked.

"A law student with a pretty face like yours will do wonders for the jury, I can already imagine," Taehyung said, and Jimin blushed harder.

Jeongguk looked at Taehyung with disbelief and then got up from the chair. "I need to go back home, I've just realised. Could you drop me back, Taehyung?" Jeongguk asked, words sharp.

Taehyung looked from Jimin to Jeongguk, and then nodded. Jimin looked stuck, fumbling and dropping some things, flustered. Taehyung finished his scotch quickly, and then followed Jeongguk out of the pub. Once they were out, Jeongguk pushed Taehyung lightly.

"Woah- hey, relax darling-" Taehyung chuckled, and Jeongguk looked angry, a pout on his face which was nothing but adorable to Taehyung. Jeongguk folded his arms, looking away. "What? What did I do?"

Jeongguk didn't say anything. Taehyung sighed. "Fine. Stay silent, then. I won't give you the present I bought," Taehyung tsked, and Jeongguk suddenly looked at him, eyes big.

"P-present?" Jeongguk asked, suddenly curious. Taehyung hummed. "Yes. It's in the car."

Jeongguk looked away, playing with his fingers. "Were you jealous back there?"

"Just thought your pal was getting a little to chummy, don't you think?" Taehyung snickered, hands in his pockets. Jeongguk chewed on the inside of his cheek, looking away still. "Why, are you upset at me for being jealous?"

"No!" Jeongguk snapped, looking at him. "I'm upset because- because you just- you just began flirting with him!" Jeongguk said, frowning. Some men walked out of the pub, so Jeongguk got quiet, and Taehyung looked at him apprehensively.

The car arrived soon. Taehyung opened the door for Jeongguk to get in, and then got into the back of the car himself. Jeongguk sat on the edge as Jackson began driving. "Home, sir?"

"Yes." Taehyung said, and then looked at Jeongguk. "It's late. I rather go to my own home." Jeongguk muttered. Taehyung scooted closer to him, and then placed a hand on his thigh.

"Darling... I'm sorry. Really! I can't help but charm people-"

"It makes me feel inferior, Taehyung." Jeongguk said in a small voice, and Taehyung's eyes widened. Jeongguk stayed silent for a bit, looking outside, and then felt warm lips on his jaw.

"I'm sorry." Taehyung whispered. "I don't mean to." Taehyung continued, kissing up to his ear. "I just got jealous because of how close he was to you and- well, I don't know. I guess I retracted to my the only method I know of separating you two," Taehyung chuckled, and Jeongguk looked at him.

Jeongguk touched his nose with Taehyung's, and they began kissing again. Jeongguk cupped his jaw, and moved his head to the side to give Taehyung access into his mouth. Jeongguk brushed his thumb down Taehyung's neck, and then paused.

Jeongguk pulled away. "What are these little bruises on your neck?" Jeongguk asked.

Taehyung touched the side of his neck, and then chuckled. "Oh- um. Veronica's got sharp nails. She tends to- um- dig them into my neck at times." Taehyung muttered, and Jeongguk's eyes grew big.

"Why?" Jeongguk asked softly. Taehyung tightened his hold on Jeongguk's waist and kissed his collarbone. "It's nothing to fret over, darling." Taehyung reassured.

They reached Taehyung's house, and Taehyung walked out of the car and onto the other side, opening the car door for Jeongguk to get out. Taehyung told Jackson to retrieve Veronica from the college since she was working till later. Jeongguk followed Taehyung into their house.

The moment they entered and the doors closed, Jeongguk wrapped his arms around Taehyung, and Taehyung wrapped his around Jeongguk's waist. Both hugged tightly for a few seconds, and Jeongguk looked at Taehyung closely.

"I've got you a present." Taehyung said, and Jeongguk smiled giddily. "Really? What is it?" Jeongguk asked, and then followed Taehyung, who'd taken his coat off, into the study room. Jeongguk looked around the study, and then frowned.

"Oh you changed the rugs." Jeongguk said, and Taehyung hummed, opening the drawer of his desk.

"Veronica did." Taehyung said. Jeongguk hummed. "I liked the old ones. They made it look more homely," Jeongguk nodded, and Taehyung smiled to himself.

"Ah, Jeongguk. If only I met your pretty little self earlier," Taehyung said, taking out a box from the drawer, and then hiding it behind his back. Jeongguk looked at Taehyung hopefully. Taehyung walked over to Jeongguk, and then turned him so he was facing a mirror.

"You're so beautiful," Taehyung commented, kissing Jeongguk's bare neck. "My beautiful baby."

"I'm nothing compared to you." Jeongguk mumbled, looking at Taehyung's sun-kissed skin, his dark eyes, his wide shoulders, how tall he looked, his firm chest, his strong jaw. Taehyung shook his head, and then kissed Jeongguk's cheek.

"I can't be with you always." Taehyung whispered, and Jeongguk nodded, the sad reality of their situation. "Sometimes, perhaps weeks will pass without as much as a greeting between us," Taehyung said, and Jeongguk looked at Taehyung in the mirror.

"I want to give you something to remember me by," Taehyung whispered, and Jeongguk tilted his head slightly. Jeongguk suddenly saw Taehyung wrap a silver chin around Jeongguk's neck.

Jeongguk gasped softly, seeing the diamond jewel hanging from the center. "T-Taehyung-" Jeongguk let out, and Taehyung locked the necklace together by the back of his neck. Taehyung looked at the mirror and saw how the necklace hung atop his collarbone.

It was simple. Not too eye-catching. But it had a small diamond in the middle. "Taehyung you-you shouldn't have. Is this diamond real?" Jeongguk asked wearily.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around his waist. "Yes." Taehyung whispered. Jeongguk blushed brightly, the pretty pink hue adoring his cheeks. Jeongguk turned around in Taehyung's arms, shaking his head.

"You c-can't. It's t-too much." Jeongguk squeaked, and Taehyung felt fondness creeping into his heart at how bashful and timid Jeongguk looked. How adorable.

"Of course I can. And I did. It's perfect for you. Turn the diamond over," Taehyung said, and Jeongguk turned it over in his fingertips, and then gasped when he saw a moonflower engraved on the back of it. Thought it was small, it was still there.

Jeongguk hid his head in the crevice of Taehyung's neck, and Taehyung chuckled. "T-thank you. I'll never take it off, Taehyung. Not even once." Jeongguk whispered, and Taehyung kissed his head.

"Good." Taehyung replied, kissing his temple. "You'll always know I'm there for you, my darling."

Jeongguk hugged Taehyung tightly. His heart skipped a beat at how loving Taehyung was being. If only they could be like this forever, with no interference.

Jeongguk went home after that. Walked right into his bedroom, sat himself down in front of his mirror, and admired the necklace for it's worth in the bright light. The chain was silver, but the jewel was a diamond, not too big, but beautiful. And then when he turned it over, the engraved flower made Jeongguk's cheeks brighten. Jeongguk took the necklace off for a few seconds to admire the jewel.

"Jeongguk," Rosie's voice came, whiney and soft as usual. Jeongguk tsked to himself and looked out the door, seeing Rosie walking towards it. "This man came in today and his finger was chopped off! Can you imagine!" Rosie said in disgust, and then walked into the bedroom and paused.

Jeongguk looked up at her. Rosie's eyes widened. "Oh- i-is that- is that for me-" Rosie began, fingertips reaching out to touch the necklace in Jeongguk's hands.

"No!" Jeongguk let out abruptly, standing up from the dresser and moving away from her. "No. It's- it's mine." Jeongguk said.

"....Yours?" Rosie asked, frowning.

"Yes. Taehyung gave it to me. It's- it's a present." Jeongguk said, not wanting to say too much. He put it over his neck, clipping the back of it around his neck.

"Taehyung gave it... is it a sort of... friendship necklace?" Rosie asked. Jeongguk nodded, fingertips playing over the diamond. Rosie walked closer to him, and then furrowed her eyebrows. "Is that diamond-"

"Y-yes. It's not anything to mull over, Rosie. It's the latest fashion." Jeongguk mumbled.

"Diamonds aren't latest fashion!" Rosie said, giggling out. "I think maybe that one was for Veronica. Men usually wear gold chains-"

Jeongguk put his hand protectively over the jewel, and Rosie saw him looking down with a small frown, embarrassed. Rosie tensed. "It's lovely. Sorry." Rosie said quickly, and Jeongguk looked up at her.

After eating dinner and cleaning up, Jeongguk was just finishing some law work before going to bed. Rosie was already in bed, reading a book. Jeongguk heard the phone ring. He picked it up quickly and put it to his ear.

"Hello-"

"Come over. Now. Please."

"Taehyung? What's wrong? It-it's late at night. I don't think Rosie would-"

"Make something up," Taehyung said, words fast. "Veronica just left to catch a train back home. Her mother's fallen ill."

"O-oh- oh no that's bad. I'm sorry-"

"It's alright. Please come over." Taehyung said, and Jeongguk gulped. "Okay. Okay, I-I'll be there soon." Jeongguk said, and then cut the phone. Jeongguk walked to their bedroom. Rosie was almost asleep.

"Rosie," Jeongguk said, walking up to her. Rosie heard her name being called and opened her eyes wide, snapping out of drowsiness. Before she could speak, Jeongguk knelt in front of her bed and placed a kiss on her cheek.

"O-oh-" Rosie squeaked out, and then looked at Jeongguk. "Rosie, um- Taehyung's got a big court case tomorrow. Our firms are- are working together for it. So he wants my help. It'll give me credit for law school, too. I must go now." Jeongguk said softly.

"So late at night?" Rosie asked, but Jeongguk kissed her forehead. "Yes. But- but there's a lot of work left. I'm sorry. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Goodbye." Jeongguk said quickly, standing up and rushing out.

Jeongguk grabbed his coat and ran out of his house, practically. Jeongguk rushed to Taehyung's house and then knocked on the door. The door opened wide, and Jeongguk saw Taehyung, wearing a black shirt which was untucked, and black trousers.

"Oh thank god-" Taehyung let out, and Jeongguk hugged him tightly. Taehyung hugged him back. "What's wrong?" Jeongguk asked.

"Nothing. I want to hold you in my arms as I sleep again. I'm sorry for calling you late at night-" Taehyung said, and Jeongguk looked at him and then paused.

Taehyung's eyes were slightly red, lips damp, bitten. He had bruises on the line of his jaw, looking like those sharp nail bruises again. Jeongguk tensed. "T-Taehyung what happened-"

"Nothing, darling. Nothing at all. I told you, don't worry." Taehyung chuckled, hugging him tightly. Jeongguk looked at the living room and saw Taehyung's suit jacket on the floor.

Taehyung kissed Jeongguk firmly. "I want to make love to you."

"Please do," Jeongguk whispered, and then Taehyung smiled and lifted him up, carrying him towards his bedroom. Taehyung reached their bed and lowered Jeongguk onto their bed, looking at him.

"Beautiful," Taehyung whispered, kissing his cheek. Jeongguk shivered and then locked their forehead together.

"Let me," Jeongguk said, turning Taehyung over and pinning him to the mattress. Taehyung looked up him, and Jeongguk straddling his waist, unbuttoning the man's shirt. When he did, he saw a scratch mark on his chest. Jeongguk tilted his head.

"Do you have a cat I don't know about?" Jeongguk giggled, and then simmered down when he saw Taehyung's blank expression. Taehyung looked up at Jeongguk.

"Jeongguk," Taehyung whispered, gripping his wrist. "Let me take control. Please. I want to make you feel good, my darling. My love. Let me-" Taehyung said, looking as if he craved it. Craved the control.

"Okay," Jeongguk said, and Taehyung sat up straight. Jeongguk ruffled his hair. "Are you okay, Taehyungie? Is everything alright with Veronica?"

Taehyung smirked, looking at ease as always, the confidence showing. "Perfect. Why would it not be? She got a call half an hour ago from her father, saying her mother's been admitted into the hospital. So she left." Taehyung said.

Jeongguk wasn't sure if Taehyung was being honest about everything being 'perfect', but he let it slide. He cupped Taehyung's jaw, and then bucked his hips into him, whimpering into his mouth.

"F-fuck me, please Taehyungie-"

"God, yeah," Taehyung said, flipping them over, and then smirking down at him. "My pretty prince."

Jeongguk blushed, and then wrapped his legs around Taehyung's waist, giggling when Taehyung went on about how adorable and cute Jeongguk was. His Jeonggukie. Jeongguk took it all and giggled at all of Taehyung's soft wordings- but couldn't help but feel that Taehyung's smirk was a little too strained.

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