♥ Jungkook turned in his bed. He groaned softly and opened his eyes a little bit at a time. For a few seconds, it felt like a regular morning, but his memories of the prior day encapsulated his mind. He slid off his bed and instantly went looking for Taehyung.

♥ He was nowhere to be found. Jungkook continued his search until his eyes landed on a piece of paper left on the dining table. 'I left early to check on Jimin. I'll be back in time to pick you up.'

♥ Jungkook sighed softly and slumped over in one of the chairs. He was exhausted. The thought of tying the knot with the one he loved most and leaving the country, felt like heaven at this point. Reluctantly, he returned to his room after being reminded of their plans for later.

♥ A familiar ring came from the phone next to Jimin. He turned it over seeing that the caller was named Jk. 'Taehyung already gave him a nickname?' Jimin asked himself. He suspiciously looked at the door trying to see if Taehyung was back or not and pressed the decline button, putting the phone on silent. As Taehyung returned to the room, Jimin simultaneously flipped the device back onto its screen.

♥ "Coffee from the finest place around, the hospital cafeteria." Taehyung sarcastically hummed and handed the styrofoam cup to the male. Jimin rolled his eyes and scoffed at the comment.

♥ "Thanks, I guess." Jimin mumbled and took a few sips of the drink. It was better than he had originally anticipated. "Don't you have work?"

♥ "Jimin. You know that's the least of my worries right now... How are you?"

♥ "What am I supposed to feel like? I wanna get out of here."

♥ "Does this have to do about yesterday... with your parents...?"

♥ "It was nothing, Tae. Everything settled down after you left and they stayed for a while so I wasn't alone." The lies slipped past his lips so smoothly. "Did the doctors say how long I have left before I'm discharged?"

♥ "The nurse will process your discharge soon, but I think it might be better for you to stay here. You need to rest."

♥ "I don't need rest. I need... I need you." Taehyung paused. He shifted uncomfortably on the edge of the bed and leaned back. As much as Jimin thought that it was easy to break up with him, it wasn't. Life was just too complex and Taehyung had to leave before the situation got worse.

♥ Taehyung's phone began to vibrate. Jimin glanced down at it as Taehyung went to reach for it, he pulled him by the collar and interlocked their lips. The counterreaction was quick. Taehyung pushed Jimin off and stood to his feet. There were tons of words Taehyung wanted to say to him at that moment as he peered into his eyes, but I love you wasn't one of them.

♥ Taehyung snatched his phone off the bed and answered it. Jimin looked away, embarrassed. "Hello?"

♥ "Hey Tae, I don't mean to disturb you, but what exactly am I supposed to wear?" Jungkook held the phone between his shoulder and cheek while he looked at all the clothes in his suitcase.

♥ "Something warm. A sweater, maybe." Taehyung said. "Jungkook, I'm a little busy. Just make sure to be ready by 11:30."

♥ "Oh, okay. I will, bye." Jungkook responded and the line clicked off. The boy pouted softly rustling through his suitcase to find something suitable. He didn't seem to have anything for the temperature at the rink, but he finally settled on a grey sweater and matching-colored fuzzy leggings. To add to the outfit he slipped on a white beanie.

♥ "I have to go." Taehyung said curtly.

♥ "Do you love me?" Jimin finally asked.

♥ "Jimin, I came here to check on your well-being. I didn't do this because I wanted to get back together." Taehyung shoved his phone into his pocket.

♥ "Have you ever loved me?"

♥ "Oh my god. Are you serious?" Taehyung groaned. "Obviously, I was in love with you. I wouldn't have stayed as long as I did if I didn't love you. Those days are over, Jimin. You cheated on me. People drift apart, I get that, but that was crossing a line. I don't know how many times we have to go over this before you get it into your head that I don't love you anymore."

♥ "But you love him, don't you?"

♥ "That's none of your concern."

♥ "That sounds like an answer to me."

♥ "I don't have time for this. Call me if you're hurt. Other than that, leave me out of it." Taehyung replied before forcing his way through the door. Jimin was left in silence, but maybe it was what he needed.

♥ Jungkook turned to each side as he looked in the mirror. He wanted to make sure that everything fit well on his body. Startled by a knock at the front door, he went to investigate. He peeked through the peephole and slowly swung open the black metal.

♥ "Mr.Jeon? I've been assigned to take you to Kim Taehyung. Please follow me." A tall slender old man said. His black suit was pristine and his shoes shined. Jungkook grabbed his bag and put on his boots. Dressing up always seemed to make him feel better. It reminded him of the good parts of his mother.

♥ Once he arrived he looked around at the eerily empty facility. A chill ran up his spine and he took a step back towards the exit. This felt like one of the horror movies Taehyung had forced him to watch one day. He couldn't sleep most of that night.

♥ "Jungkook! Jungkook over here!" Taehyung yelled, panting. He showed off the pairs of skates that he had just bought for Jungkook and skated over to him from the other side of the rink. Immediately, the weight was released from Jungkook's shoulders. He giggled seeing Taehyung so energetic. For a split second, he might have even thought that Taehyung was being childish.

♥ "Kim Taehyung, don't do that! I thought I told the driver the wrong location!" Jungkook exhaled and walked over to the brunette male.

♥ "I'm surprised you didn't call when Mr.Lim came to pick you up. Don't get into cars with strangers, Jeon. You could have gotten kidnapped." Taehyung warned as he stepped off the ice and onto the floor mat. "Come, I'll help you put these on."

♥ Jungkook followed his lead and sat down on the nearest bench. He kicked his boots off while Taehyung untied the skates. "Do you skate often? You seemed pretty good."

♥ "Well... you took forever so I had time to do some practice laps before I got on the ice and embarrassed myself in front of you." Taehyung knelt down and slid the shoes onto Jungkook's feet. He yanked the laces and propped Jungkook's foot on his thigh.

♥ "Hey, watch the blade." Jungkook tried pulling his foot back but was stopped by the strength of Taehyung's grasp on his ankle.

♥ "It's not that sharp."

♥ "So, how was this morning?" Jungkook uttered. Taehyung was quiet for a while as he finished the double knot. He slowly raised his head and stared at Jungkook. "Sorry, it's none of my business."

♥ Jungkook got anxious in situations like these. He attempted to stand up on his own, but who knew standing on thin blades would be so hard. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's hips, stopping him from tumbling back onto the bench. "No, it's fine. I think Jimin just needs more time to process everything."

♥ "I see. Is he doing a little better?" Jungkook pointed out not noticing the hand placement. Taehyung nodded slowly and guided Jungkook to the rink door.

♥ "He's fine physically besides a few bruises that got darker overnight. Mentally... I can't tell what's going on in his head. I've known him for a while, but this is probably the cloudiest perspective I've had of him. Yesterday, before I left, his parents tried to pick a fight with Jimin." Taehyung sighed and stepped down onto the ice.

♥ "Huh? A fight about what?" Jungkook questioned. He cautiously put one foot onto the ice. He hesitated, feeling his front foot already sliding away from him.

♥ "I'm not entirely sure. They just felt hostile. Did Jimin ever mention anything to you about them?" Taehyung tilted his head and pulled Jungkook onto the ice. Jungkook stiffened up and locked his knees. He was scared he would fall.

♥ "No, I thought he might have said something to you."

♥ "Yeah... me too. I just thought that he might have confided in you because you might relate to his... never mind." Taehyung avoided eye contact. He forgot that all the information he got on Jungkook's home life was from his brother and Namjoon. Jungkook didn't know that he knew as much as he did. Jungkook squinted his eyes.

♥ "Relate to his what?"

♥ "Nothing Kook. I just thought you were closer." Taehyung covered it up. "But enough about Jimin. We're supposed to be focusing on you and your adventures, remember?"

♥ "Yeah, about that. I don't think me and ice agree with each other." Jungkook was gripping the life out of Taehyung's hands.

♥ "You just have to get used to it." Taehyung slowed down so that Jungkook was able to catch up on his own. "When I first started skating, my friend told me to put one of my feet straight and with the dominant one, push off from behind. Your feet should form a kind of a T-position."

♥ Jungkook followed directions adamantly. Taehyung tried to encourage him. "Try pushing off, I'll hold you."

♥ Taehyung skated backward once Jungkook started to push off on his own. "That's it. Now give it a little more power."

♥ Jungkook was hesitant, but he didn't want to give up so easily. That would be embarrassing, especially after all the effort Taehyung was putting into him having a good time. A smile crept onto his face. He was doing it!

♥ The pair continued to skate around the rink practicing different ways to glide on the ice. Jungkook was soon able to skate on his own, though he went at a frustratingly slow pace. "Wait, why are you better than I was when I first started? Were you a professional skater in your past life?"

♥ Jungkook giggled, focusing on the tenderness of their contact when Taehyung pushed him to go a little faster. The way Taehyung gently held his nimble fingers and the warmth it brought him. "I'm just a natural."

♥ "Oh really? Then should we have a little competition? Junior Olympics?" Taehyung chuckled and ran literal circles around him.

♥ "I only learned how to skate a couple of minutes ago you cheater." Jungkook said flailing his arms around to catch his balance.

♥ "Why? Are you scared?"

♥ "I-... I'm not scared of you."

♥ "Then accept the challenge. First up, we have from the Republic of Korea, Jeon Jungkook." Taehyung laughed and cheered, pretending to be the audience in the stands. Jungkook reluctantly made his way to the center of the rink. Taehyung grabbed his phone and queued up a song.

♥ When the bass began to echo against the plastic shielding, Jungkook started his routine. He didn't know how exactly he was supposed to skate to rap music, but his will to beat Taehyung was too strong. He went around the rink in circles a couple of times, earning some cheers of admiration.

♥ Taehyung's eyes outlined Jungkook's body as the boy danced on. Jungkook snapped his wrist and elegantly saluted with his arms. His legs were stiff, making sure that he didn't stumble again. For his finale, Jungkook took a small leap. Taehyung cupped his hands together and yelled out in excitement. "What a beautiful program by Korea's sweetheart, Jeon Jungkook! He showed off a different side of himself with this striking piece."

♥ Jungkook couldn't help but shake his head playfully. Taehyung caught Jungkook from skating away since he still didn't know how to stop yet. "My turn."

♥ Taehyung smirked as he skated backward. He did a little twirl, and an envious giggle emerged from Jungkook. He already knew that Taehyung was about to crush him. Jungkook played a soothing song. He craved to see that side of Taehyung he saw back when they went to the aquarium. The kind mellow man.

♥ Taehyung skated along to the melody. He did a small leap and turned on his heel, creating a small spin. The more he danced, the more into he got. He popped his arms out to his sides and brought them in whenever he turned.

♥ The boy was mesmerized. Taehyung wasn't the best skater in the world, but he was the best Jungkook had ever seen. Taehyung rushed passed him, a breeze trailing close behind. He geared up, and as the song came to an end he landed an axel. He stumbled slightly, but he landed it and that's all that mattered.

♥ "That's not fair. You need to teach me how to do a spin!" Jungkook pushed off from his spot and skated towards Taehyung. The only problem was that he still didn't quite know how to stop. It didn't take long for panic to set in. "Taehyung... Taehyung!"

♥ Taehyung was too busy spinning and bowing to the made-up audience to notice that Jungkook was calling out to him in fear. It was only when the boy crashed into him that he realized that the two of them were already on the floor. Jungkook groaned softly after hitting his head on Taehyung's hard chest. He used his hands to prop himself up, still disoriented.

♥ "Oh my god, Taehyung, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize that I couldn't..." Jungkook stopped mid-sentence when he saw Taehyung cover his face. The younger man was confused and tried to get Taehyung to look at him. "Taehyung, are you hurt?"

♥ A red tint formed on the tips of Taehyung's ears. He mumbled something that Jungkook couldn't quite understand. "What is it? Tae?"

♥ "Your hand..."

♥ "Huh?"

♥ "Jungkook, your hand!" Taehyung finally blurted out. Jungkook curiously looked down and his eyes widened. His hand was resting straight on Taehyung's crotch. Stupidly, instead of taking his hand off, Jungkook jerked back creating more friction. Taehyung made a small gasping noise and hastily grabbed Jungkook's wrist, forcefully pushing his hand off.

♥ Jungkook was embarrassed. Why did he always have to ruin the moment? Taehyung swiftly got up and rushed to the rink door. "Wait! Taehyung, I'm sorry!"

♥ Taehyung disappeared beyond the rink. Jungkook's concern grew and he wondered if he had hit him in that area. Everyone knew it was very sensitive from all the nerve endings. No, what the heck was he thinking? Biology? Really, right now?

♥ Jungkook got off the ice as quickly as he could and went to the locker room where Taehyung was. He found him leaning against the lockers swearing under his breath. "Tae, did I hurt you?"

♥ Taehyung took a peek at him, wanting to get swallowed by the floor. "No... No, you didn't."

♥ "Then what happened?" Jungkook pleaded. Taehyung mumbled under his breath again and Jungkook was starting to get a little annoyed. "Taehyung, just tell me."

♥ "I'm hard."

♥ Jungkook was stunned. "I-I..."

♥ "Fuck Jungkook, don't say anything. It's already the worst it can get." Taehyung hid his face deeper into his arms and shifted his leg to hide his boner.

♥ "N-no, it's fine. It's a natural human response after being touched there. You don't have to be embarrassed."

♥ "Jungkook, can you leave? Please..."

♥ "Why? I can help!" Jungkook blurted out automatically. The air in the room vanished. Taehyung raised his head once more and looked at Jungkook with eyes of longing and confusion.

♥ "What?" Taehyung said in a husky tone. Jungkook clammed up and gulped. The moment was tense as Taehyung let his arms fall while he walked over to Jungkook, only stopping when he was inches from him. "What did you say? Say it again."

♥ "I... I..." Jungkook's mind went blank and his heart was beeping rapidly. He stepped back hitting the closed restroom door. Taehyung leaned down, so their eyes were almost at the same level. "I'm sorry. I'll wait outside!"

♥ Jungkook malfunctioned and pushed Taehyung back. He grabbed the door handle and scurried out of the room. He kept running and tripping over himself until he made it back to the rink.

♥ He took a few breaths and started unlacing his shoes. After that, he doubted that they were going back on the ice. Jungkook put his boots back on and struggled to control his breathing. It felt like ages before Taehyung emerged from the bathroom walls. "Jungkook."

♥ "Yes!?" Jungkook answered, instantaneously jumping to his feet. Taehyung nudged his head towards the front entrance. Jungkook grabbed his bag and ran up behind him. He followed him like a duckling out to the car.

♥ Taehyung was quiet during the drive from location A to B. Jungkook didn't like the silence, he had to say something. Anything. "Did you take care of it?"

♥ "Yeah." Taehyung begrudgingly answered. Jungkook was dying on the inside, trying to figure out why he would even ask him that question. If he was in Taehyung;s shoes, he would've run away by now.

***

♥ Taehyung chuckled softly as the door to the bathroom closed. He knew that Jungkook didn't mean what he said. He was out of his mind if he thought that Jungkook was going to do anything.

♥ He walked back over to where the toilets were located and went into the first stall. He locked the door and pulled his pants down briskly, taking ahold of his cock. Not having sex or any form of sexual contact was taking a toll on Taehyung's subconsciously.

♥ It felt like it was the only thing he could think about and it worsened with how sensitive he was becoming to basic touch. Taehyung closed his eyes as he massaged the small slit. Low raspy groans rattled in his throat from the feeling.

♥ The boy's soft milky skin and his long dark brown hair. His cute smile and the way he snuggled up to him when they watched movies together. Taehyung couldn't get Jungkook out of his head.

♥ Taehyung wrist shifted as he stroked his entire length. His hand followed the slightly curved guiding line. He wanted to keep his voice down just in case Jungkook decided to come back or was standing outside of the restroom door.

♥ His cock twitched at the idea of Jungkook kissing him, loving him, and doing way more to him than he thought was possible given the circumstances. "Fuck..."

♥ His chest rose and fell with each graze and breathy moan. 'Tae~', Jungkook's voice played in his head repeatedly. He was drunk on Jungkook and out of control. He didn't understand why he was so drawn to him even before he broke up with Jimin. It just increased from there.

♥ Taehyung felt it. The pit in his stomach was his climax building up. His hips rocked on their own as he chased his high. Taehyung thrusted into his hand with passion and great stamina. All he needed was a little more. Just a little fucking more.

♥ Just before he was about to burst Taehyung squeezed the tip of his cock, cutting off an exit route for his white substance. His back arched slightly and a moan escaped. He inhaled quickly taking in the intense sensation he was receiving from being so close to the edge.

♥ When the feeling started to fade, he continued to vigorously pump his length into his hands. He used one to reach from top to bottom, and the other to stimulate the tip. God, he missed the feeling of pleasure.

♥ It wasn't long before his high returned. The veins on his hand slightly bludged as he applied more pressure around his dick. "Yes... ha ah... nhg..."

♥ Taehyung's upper body jerked forward as he released. His liquid coated his hand as he persisted in getting all of it out. Taehyung's mouth parted from the constant panting. His hand slowly came to a stop and rested on the base.

***

♥ The next few days, neither of them brought it up. What could one even say to that? Sorry, I made you get a hard one for me, let's go back to being best buds. Absolutely not.

♥ The younger man poured oil into a skillet and waited for it to heat up. This time he was making omelets for Taehyung. The older male had gone to the gym to clear his head and Jungkook assumed that he would want to eat more protein when he came back.

♥ Jungkook played some music on his phone and was bopping to it as he prepared the food. He put the eggs into the pan along with some potatoes, green peppers, cut sausages, salt, pepper, and bacon bits. The food was kind of unhealthy, but it would be delicious.

♥ He was in his own little world as he tossed the mixture in the pan, making sure it didn't stick. He closed his eyes. moving his hips. The smell of the food hit his nose and Jungkook knew he had made another spectacle recipe. He grabbed his nana's cookbook and jotted down everything he used.

♥ "Smells good." Taehyung's voice suddenly popped up next to his ear. Jungkook jumped out of his skin and gripped his chest in shock. He whipped around and he was face to face with his roommate.

♥ "Tae." Jungkook whispered, now realizing he was trapped between his arms and the countertop.

♥ "Jungkook." Taehyung responded and looked back and forth into each of Jungkook's eyes. Their contact didn't break. It was as if every time they caught each other's attention, they went exploring into one another's souls.

♥ "Oh, I made omelets!" Jungkook exclaimed and shifted his gaze to the eggs sizzling on the stove. When he looked back he noticed Taehyung's sweaty body and how tight his clothes looked on him. He could trace the lines of his abs if he wanted to. "I should probably get that before it burns."

♥ Taehyung nodded in agreement and stepped back so that Jungkook could have room to move around. Taehyung was getting more impatient and extremely bold with the way he interacted with Jungkook. He didn't care anymore about Namjoon or their stupid wedding. He was set on the person that was right in front of him. Taehyung helped him bring everything to the table. Once there, Taehyung dug in.

♥ "Tae, have you ever considered dyeing your hair?" Jungkook tried starting a conversation.

♥ "Um... not really. Why? Is the brown hair not doing it anymore?" Taehyung scoffed softly as he brushed his hair back with one of his hands. Jungkook quickly shook his head.

♥ "That's not what I meant! I was just wondering. I thought you would look good with blonde hair." Jungkook admitted and pushed some of his food around on his plate. Taehyung thought about it for a second before he abruptly got up.

♥ "Stay here, I'll be right back." Taehyung said and practically ran out of the house. Jungkook was stunned and his eyes stayed glued to the front door. It didn't take long for Taehyung to barge back in. In his hand, he proudly presented a box of dye and some hair bleach.

♥ "Wait, I didn't mean literally." He stammered.

♥ "Get ready Jungkook, you're going to bleach my hair today." Taehyung announced and placed the supplies down on the table in front of him. Jungkook glanced at the stuff before looking back up at Taehyung.

♥ "You're serious... Wait, Tae, what if I mess up your hair? I heard that sometimes it comes out splotchy." Jungkook twirled his fingers together. Taehyung rolled his eyes and dismissed the boy's concerns.

♥ "Shhh. You think too much." Taehyung said and took his seat once again. "Finish eating so we can get started."

♥ Jimin stood in front of the mirror, just watching. His fingertips glided against the discoloration. The only thing he could do was stare at the bruising on his arm before regretfully looking away. The memory of the previous night was too painful for him to bear. Everything was just too fresh. He grabbed all his paperwork and walked to one of the staff that frequented their properties. "Take me to the penthouse."

♥ The ride didn't take long and Jimin walked in closing the door in the assistant's face. It might have been rude, but he just wanted to be left alone. He leaned towards the door so the male could hear him. "Go home Jungha."

♥ Once he heard shuffling feet he walked to his room. He changed into baggier clothes to hide any other visible markings on his body. His head didn't even touch the pillow before there was a knock at the door. It took a few more knocks for Jimin to ultimately get up. "Jungha, I said go home!"

♥ Jimin swung the door open revealing Namjoon. "Well, it's not him. Where have you been? We were supposed to go shopping. You're not going back on your word, right?"

♥ "Namjoon, it's not really the time. I just got back home."

♥ "Jimin, you've been gone for almost three days. What were you doing? Drinking yourself to death?" Jimin's eyes locked onto Namjoon once the last part of his sentence was said. Namjoon made an educated guess based on how distraught he looked.

♥ "You have no fucking idea what you're talking about and I suggest you watch yourself before..."

♥ "Before what?" Namjoon scoffed.

♥ "I just don't understand why you hate me so much. What have I ever done to you? You cheated and so did I, but I least I owned up to my shit. You're still covering it up and that's going to come back to bite you in the ass." Jimin jabbed his pointer finger into Namjoon's chest.

♥ "You need to get a hold of yourself. Jimin, you look like you're spirally and it's not healthy."

♥ "You act as if you have all your shit together."

♥ "Can we just have an adult conversation for once? I never said I had it all figured out, but I'm trying." Namjoon said grabbing Jimin's wrist in an effort to move his hand. Jimin immediately winced and pulled his hand back with haste. The other male was confused. "Are you okay?"

♥ " Look, I'm sorry for bringing the swap up in the first place and I'm sorry for getting drunk that one night, but there's nothing I can do to change it. I fucked up, we both did. Can you just leave me the fuck alone?" Jimin's voice started to shake despite his effort to appear strong.

♥ "Jimin, what's going on with you?" Namjoon asked as his worries grew. The boy's bottom lip quivered and his body gave out for the first time since the attack. He melted to the floor as tears started to stream down his face. Namjoon was stunned. "Jimin?"

♥ Namjoon took a deep breath before lowering himself down onto his knees. He wasn't sure what to say, but he subconsciously moved on his own. Before he knew it Jimin was in his arms, crying into his chest. He decided against prying.

♥ He stroked Jimin's back until he could only hear small sniffles. "I was in the hospital."

♥ Namjoon glanced down at him as the guilt set in. Jimin played with the buttons on Namjoon's coat. Jimin chuckled bittersweetly. "Not gonna ask why?"

♥ "I don't think that's my business. You don't have to share, I'm sorry for intruding. If I had known-"

♥ "It's fine." Jimin stated looking up at him with big damp eyes. He subtly chewed on his bottom lip as he rolled his sleeve down. Namjoon's eyes widened in horror at the dark purple bruise coating Jimin's wrist. The detail in the handprint sent shivers down Namjoon's spine.

♥ "My god. Are you okay?"

♥ "Taehyung came to visit me in the hospital. It's weird to think you have a stronger reaction than him. He left me at the hospital after Jungkook called." Jimin placed the fabric back to its original state.

♥ "Did he...?"

♥ "Of course not. It was this random guy at the company party. It was a shit show." Jimin said, putting some distance between them. "I'll go see Jungkook as soon as I can, so don't worry about the plan. I'm done with the games, you don't owe me anything."

♥ "Jimin..." Namjoon's look of pity was making him nauseated. Jimin stood to his feet.

♥ "I need some sleep. You can see yourself out." Jimin remarked and walked up his stairs, not looking back.

♥ "Jungkook. We're going to be here all day if you don't just put it in my hair." Taehyung laughed as he watched Jungkook play another video on how to properly bleach someone's hair.

♥ "But, what if I-"

♥ "No buts!" Taehyung said and yanked Jungkook's hand. "I trust you."

♥ Jungkook gulped in response. He grabbed the bleach mixture and layered it on his hair as evenly as possible. "Does it sting?"

♥ "A little. It's probably because I washed my hair earlier."

♥ "Taehyung! That's the first thing they said not to do! I knew this was a bad idea!" Jungkook played the bowl and brush down. It was too late, as all the bleach was currently sitting on his head. Jungkook flopped into his chair as the two of them waited for the bleach to take effect.

♥ "Jungkook?"

♥ "Yeah?"

♥ "Do you want to get married?" Taehyung interjected. Jungkook looked at him with slightly furrowed eyebrows.

♥ "Why do you ask?"

♥ "I don't know. I'm just wondering. You wanted to swap again so we could do a lot of fun nonsense, so do you actually think you're ready for marriage right now?" He questioned.

♥ The boy was quiet for a few moments. "I don't think anyone actually ready for anything. I've been dreaming of getting married since I was a teenager. Namjoon has his flaws, yes, but I believe that I can see myself spending the rest of my life together with him."

♥ "So you only have eyes for him?"

♥ "Taehyung, what's up with all these questions?" Jungkook giggled.

♥ "Jungkook, I l-"

♥ "Tae! Your hair is changing!" Jungkook exclaimed with pride. "Sorry, what were you going to say?"

♥ "Nothing." Taehyung brushed it off and walked towards the living room. "Should we watch something?"

♥ He nodded adamantly and trailed after him. This was proving to be harder than Taehyung had thought.

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