Summary :-

Park Jimin is miserable because his husband Taehyung has been angry at him and is ignoring him, barely spending any time together. It's like Taehyung doesn't even want to see Jimin's face anymore, he only nods in acknowledgement and leaves whenever Jimin speaks and it drives Jimin crazy. Taehyung had even started sleeping in the guest room making Jimin feel lonely inside their huge shared bedroom. Jimin just wants Taehyung's attention, he'd do anything to get it.

Backstory :-

Jimin was forced to marry his husband against his will which made him end his 3 years' long relationship. Jimin was reasonably angry at his family and Taehyung. Jimin would constantly tell Taehyung about how much he loved his ex and how he wished he had married him instead of Taehyung. Taehyung slowly started to look miserable and pulled himself back to himself and it satisfied Jimin for a bit until the silence got too much to bear and he started to miss some sort of connection. It didn't help at all that Taehyung was handsome and the smallest things about him endeared Jimin. He hated it when Taehyung ignored him, hated it whenever Taehyung flinched away, and hated it whenever Taehyung left the spot after seeing him. Jimin just wanted to hold Taehyung still and kiss him senseless. Jimin started to grow more miserable when he saw how kindly Taehyung treated the others and compared it to how silently and ignorantly Taehyung treated him. Jimin's heart would squeeze painfully every time Taehyung ignored his advances. He was going visibly insane and he just wanted Taehyung to love him back.

• ANGST ‼️‼️
• Marital problems
• Smut warning ‼️
• Arrange marriage AU
• Petty arguments
• Emotional turmoil
• Reconciliation
• Happy Ending 🎀

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Third Person's P.O.V :-

"Do you enjoy it? Tormenting me like this?" Jimin asked sadly as he looked at his husband while he stood on the doorway like a kicked puppy.

Taehyung glanced up at Jimin from where he sat in the middle of the study, his laptop opened in front of him, before he exhaled a low breath and returned to his work without sparing any response to his husband.

"See? That's what you always do! You always ignore me as if I am nothing to you. You just sit there like you don't care about how I feel" Jimin muttered under his breath as he clenched his fists on his sides.

Taehyung sighed, he was tired physically and mentally,"I have work to do" He said firmly, hoping his husband would finally take the hint and leave him alone.

"You always have work to do" Jimin muttered out,"You always have time to do work but no time for me. Is it really that hard to just look at me Taehyung?" Jimin asked, his tone having hints of desperation in it.

Taehyung glanced up at him at that question and settled him with a leveling stare,"I'm looking at you" He replied with sass.

Jimin rolled his eyes at that,"Don't act like a smartass. You know what I mean. I'm your husband. And you're ignoring me. What have I done that was so bad that you're just completely ignoring my existence?" He said as he felt the tears burn in his eyes.

Taehyung felt like laughing in irony as he heard Jimin ask that question,"Ask yourself that" He said in a strict tone as he returned to his work nonchalantly.

Jimin groaned in frustration, he couldn't do this anymore as he took rushed steps in. He grabbed Taehyung's laptop and shut it before sitting on top of Taehyung's laps, straddling him.

"What the-!" Taehyung gasped as he glared at Jimin sternly for shutting his laptop down.

Jimin grabbed Taehyung's wrists and pinned them to the back of the chair,"I'm tired. I'm tired of you ignoring me, of you pushing me away. I'm tired of begging for your attention. So you're gonna stay here and you will listen to what I have to say" Jimin said as he leaned in and caged Taehyung against his body.

Taehyung gritted his teeth,"Don't waste my time, Park" He said firmly, showing clear disapproval for his husband's behaviour.

Jimin chuckled darkly,"Or what? You'll ignore me more? I'm here. In front of you. On top of you. You can't escape me anymore" Jimin said as he leaned down and nuzzled Taehyung's neck.

Taehyung growled in irritation as he yanked his hands free and reached out for his laptop again, opening it to reopen the application again.

Jimin swiftly grabbed the laptop again and placed it out of reach as he grabbed both of Taehyung's wrists and pinned them on both sides of his head on the chair again,"You're not opening that again. You're gonna sit here and listen to me" He said as he leaned in and gently nipped on Taehyung's earlobe.

"Then fucking speak instead of nibbling on me like a piece of meat!" Taehyung hissed angrily as he turned his face away to escape Jimin's lips.

Jimin chuckled under his breath at how his husband was riled up under him. He leaned down again, his breath brushing against the shell of his ear as he whispered,"Do you know how miserable I get whenever you purposely ignore me? Do you know how much I miss your touch or your voice when you push me away? Do you know how long it's been without getting a kiss from you?" He muttered into his ear.

"We're not living in a fairy tale, my career is important to me and I don't have time for those things" Taehyung grumbled stubbornly.

Jimin sighed at that,"You always say that. I'm not asking you to abandon your work and devote your entire time for me. I'm not that selfish or greedy. I just...I just want you to care about me a little, at least give me the smallest bit of attention. You don't even look at me anymore, you push me away whenever I touch you or try to get close to you. It hurts...I'm hurt that you give attention to everyone but me" He said, eyes tearing up at the corners again.

Taehyung started to feel his heart hurt a little as he heard Jimin's words but he gulped, trying to hide his emotions"Why do you bother with me anymore? Your ex is not taking you back anymore?" Taehyung asked sternly as he looked into Jimin's eyes.

Jimin winced at hearing the question. He gently let go of Taehyung's wrists and shifted a little, straddling him properly on the chair,"I'm not-...I don't want to get back with him" He muttered quietly, his eyes glistening with vulnerability.

Taehyung grunted in nonchalant acknowledgement,"That's none of my business" He uttered in disinterest, trying to kill the little spark of hope that glimmered up at Jimin's words.

"Of course, you wouldn't say anything about that" Jimin huffed as he leaned down and put his face in the crook of Taehyung's neck,"I just...I hate that you completely ignore me. It's been like this for months. You know how miserable I've been because of it" He said as he inhaled Taehyung's scent and tried to get as close as possible to him.

"You wouldn't die without it, stop overreacting" Taehyung said, his heartbeat ringing in his ears as he gulped.

"Stop overreacting? You make it sound like it's so easy" Jimin said, the frustration and irritation in his voice clearly evident,"How would you feel if I completely ignored you and pushed you away? How would you feel if I denied you any affection and touch for days or even months?" He asked, lifting his head and looking at Taehyung directly.

"Relieved" Taehyung answered pointedly.

Jimin felt like a punch had landed directly on his gut at the blunt and cold response. He couldn't believe that Taehyung could say something so harsh to him,"You...you would be relieved? You would be relieved if I treated you like a stranger?" He muttered out in disbelief.

"If? You already have" Taehyung whispered,"I remember our wedding night vividly" He said firmly.

Jimin froze at that. He remembered their wedding night very vividly too. The most important and special night of married couple's life. The fact that it had been spent like that was enough for Jimin to feel ashamed and guilty.

He slowly looked up at Taehyung, his expression laced with both guilt and shame,"You...you still remember that?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Taehyung barked out a sarcastic laughter,"How could I ever forget, dear husband?" He asked sternly.

Jimin's heart ached at the sarcastic and bitter tone in which Taehyung called him. He lowered his head, unable to meet Taehyung's gaze any longer. He knew how badly he had hurt Taehyung on their wedding night. He had been thinking about his ex the entire time, which Taehyung had obviously noticed,"That...that was a mistake. I didn't mean it..." He mumbled out softly.

"Then in future I'll tell you I don't mean this as well" Taehyung snapped,"So get out of my sight" He said.

Jimin felt a spike of pain in his heart at Taehyung's words. The coldness and indifference in his voice made him ache. He didn't want to leave. He didn't want to get away, away from Taehyung. He wanted to be as close as possible to him. He lifted his head and looked at Taehyung with pleading eyes,"Please... Please don't push me away. I-" He pleaded softly.

"Get out" Taehyung ordered, leaving no room for arguments.

Jimin winced at the command, but he didn't move from his place on top of Taehyung's lap. He felt a wave of desperation take over, and he reached out and wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, bringing his face closer to his,"Please... please love me" He pleaded brokenly, his voice hoarse and filled with emotion.

Taehyung looked into Jimin's eyes pointedly,"Don't make yourself look pathetic, you're better than this" He said.

Jimin's eyes filled with tears as he looked at Taehyung. He didn't care if he looked pathetic. He just wanted Taehyung to feel something for him. He desperately wanted to be loved and cared for,"I don't care if I look pathetic. I...I just want you to love me... I just want you to look at me. Please... please just touch me" He choked out through the tears, his voice cracking.

Taehyung exhaled through his nose,"I can't give you that and you know it" He said.

"Why not? Why can't you give it to me? You're my husband" Jimin said, the desperation in his voice was clearly evident as he clutched onto his husband,"Please... why can't you just give me some attention? Just a little... Is it that hard to just hold me in your arms?" He pleaded, tears falling down his flawless cheeks.

"I don't hold people I dislike in my arms" Taehyung whispered as he looked into Jimin's eyes.

Jimin felt like those words stabbed through his heart. How could Taehyung dislike him? He was his husband. He was supposed to love him, care for him, cherish him. Jimin choked back a sob as the tears continued to pour out of his eyes,"Y-You... You dislike me?" He asked weakly, his voice shaking.

"Yes, so go away" Taehyung said harshly.

The word 'yes' from Taehyung's mouth felt like a dagger to his heart. He couldn't believe it. His own husband disliked him. He slowly let go of Taehyung's neck and pushed himself off his lap.

The despair and pain he was feeling was unbearable,"I... I'll go then" He muttered weakly, wiping the tears off of his cheeks as he turned around to leave the room.

Taehyung gritted his teeth as he glared at his desk and clenched his fists on his lap, his heart heavy with guilt.

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Jimin stumbled out the study room, his body was shaken with silent sobs. He didn't know what he was supposed to do. His own husband disliked him, despised being around him. Every bit of his body was aching to go back inside the study room and cling onto Taehyung till he would hold him, care for him the way he wanted.

But he held back. He didn't want to humiliate himself any more than he already had. So, he trudged to his own room and fell onto the bed, sobbing quietly.

Taehyung cursed himself as the broken look of Jimin's face flashed by his eyes. He sprung up from his chair as he took steps hastily, heading towards the bedroom where he knew Jimin was.

Jimin was laying on the bed, face buried in the pillows. His body shaking with silent sobs. He heard footsteps outside the bedroom but he didn't move. He was waiting for the door to open, hoping that Taehyung might walk in.

As hoped, Taehyung flung open the door and walked in only to see Jimin crying, he felt guilty as he stood by the door, not knowing what to do in that situation.

Jimin heard the door open and slowly lifted his head, turning his head to look back at the door.

Seeing Taehyung standing by the door made his heart flutter, even though his insides were hurting so much.

He looked at Taehyung and met his eyes, his beautiful, round eyes were puffy and red from crying. A million thoughts were going through his mind. 'Come here, hold me, talk to me!' But not a single word left his lips.

Hesitantly, Taehyung took steps forward and stood by the bed, his conscience was guilt ridden as he took in Jimin's red eyes.

Jimin silently watched as Taehyung walked over and stood next to the bed. He couldn't take his eyes off Taehyung's face, desperately searching for any signs of emotion in his eyes.

But all he could see was a stoic expression on the man's face. Jimin's heart ached. He wanted so badly for Taehyung to hold him in his arms, kiss him softly, and whisper sweet words. But he knew that was just wishful thinking.

"Was it really something to cry over?" Taehyung asked, even though he wanted to apologize first, but his pride didn't allow it.

Jimin's face crumpled even more as Taehyung questioned him. Of course it was something to cry about. Knowing his own husband disliked him, found him repulsive enough to even touch. How could he not cry over it? But instead of crying out his pain, Jimin just bit his lip and looked down at the sheets silently.

Taehyung gulped,"Look at me when I am speaking to you" He said, even he desperately wanted to apologize.

Jimin swallowed at the command. He raised his head and looked at Taehyung, his eyes swimming with fresh tears. His face was flushed and his expression was one of pain and desperation.

Taehyung's heart clenched at the sight,"Don't cry over this" He said, hoping to make Jimin stop shedding tears.

"Then what should I cry over? You don't care about me, you don't even want to look my way. You won't even touch me. You push me away all the time. And you... you dislike me. How can I not cry?" Jimin choked out, his voice breaking as tears streamed down his face again.

"Why does it matter?" Taehyung found himself asking,"It's not like you can't live without me" He said, his own insecurities seeping through.

Jimin let out a bitter laugh at that,"How can you say that? You're my husband. Of course I need you. I need you so badly that it's driving me crazy!" He said, his voice, filled with pain,"You're right, I can't live without you. So how do you expect me to not cry when you treat me like I don't even matter to you?"

"You didn't need me when we got married" Taehyung answered instantly, his chest tightening the longer he heard Jimin out.

Jimin flinched at the words, his heart squeezing painfully in his chest,"I... I know that. I know I was never going to marry you. And I know I said... terrible things to you on our wedding day. But it's been months since then. Can't you... can't you at least act like you care about me?" He pleaded desperately, his eyes searching Taehyung's face for any sign of empathy or affection.

Taehyung sighed,"If I didn't I wouldn't be standing here right now" He found himself saying,"The fact that I'm here must mean that maybe I care at least a little.."

Jimin's heart thudded in his chest as Taehyung's words washed over him. It wasn't exactly the words of love and affection he yearned for, but it was something.

Taehyung was there, standing in front of him, implying that he cared about him, even a little. It almost made Jimin feel a glimmer of hope. He slowly sat up on the bed, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's face.

"Don't cry over someone like me" Taehyung whispered as he looked at Jimin with sympathy.

Jimin's heart ached at the words. He knew Taehyung didn't think too highly of himself, but Jimin had always believed differently. He had always thought Taehyung was kind and handsome, and he was so frustratingly oblivious to it.

Jimin wiped the remaining tears off his face and looked directly into Taehyung's eyes,"I can't help it. You're not just 'someone'. You're my husband." He said softly.

Taehyung gulped,"Stop calling me that, I don't deserve to be called that" He whispered in dismay.

Jimin's eyes widened at the words. He felt a pang of hurt in his heart as he heard Taehyung's self-deprecating statement. He clenched the bedsheets tightly, as if he was holding back the urge to reach out and slap some sense into him.

"What are you talking about?" Jimin asked, his voice low and firm,"Why don't you deserve to be called that? It's your legal title that defines our relationship."

"I hurt you, husbands don't do that" Taehyung whispered,"They care and provide" He answered.

Jimin's heart ached even more at the words. A wave of guilt washed over him as he remembered how he, himself, had also hurt Taehyung on their wedding night. But he pushed those thoughts aside. Right now, this was about Taehyung's self-deprecation.

"Everyone hurts each other sometimes" He murmured,"That doesn't mean you aren't a husband. You do care, you just don't show it openly. And you do provide for me. Just... not in the way I want you to.."

Taehyung dug his gaze to the floor and silently pulled out a pack of wipes from the night stand's drawer. He ushered it towards Jimin,"Wipe your tears"

Jimin took the pack of wipes from Taehyung's hand, his fingers grazing against his husband's briefly. It was the closest they had been in months, the mere touch of Taehyung's hand made his heart flutter. He slowly opened the pack and pulled out a wet wipe, gently dabbing it against his tear-stained cheeks.

Taehyung stood there in dismay,"Goodnight" He curtly answered and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Jimin's heart clenched at the thought of Taehyung leaving. Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed hold of Taehyung's arm, his grip was tight and desperate,"Please... don't go. Stay with me" He pleaded again, he knew he sounded desperate and pathetic, but he didn't care. All he wanted was for Taehyung to stay with him for a little longer.

Taehyung stood there brooding,"I have work.." He answered while facing away.

Jimin felt a pang of disappointment and hurt at Taehyung's response. Of course, work was more important to him than staying with Jimin,"You always have work. Can't you take a break for just one night?" He questioned, his grip on Taehyung's arm not loosening.

"....We've been over this multiple times" Taehyung whispered while facing away.

Jimin let out a sigh, his frustration welling up. Their arguments always seemed to go in circles,"I know. You care more about your work than you do about me" He muttered, his voice tinged with resignation.

"If you're aware then stop repeating the same request" Taehyung breathed out.

Jimin's expression hardened as he listened to Taehyung's words. He tightened his grip on Taehyung's arm, his fingers digging into the man's skin,"How can I not repeat it when you keep dismissing me for your stupid work?" He snapped, his patience finally wearing thin.

"At least my work doesn't hurt me" Taehyung uttered in response before he could stop himself. He didn't like Jimin's tone.

Jimin tensed at the harsh words. It felt like a dagger stabbing into his heart. "And I do, right? I hurt you, so you're better off burying yourself in work than spending time with me" He said, the hurt and bitterness seeping through his voice.

"Aren't you the knowledgeable one?" Taehyung asked out sarcastically.

Jimin's anger flared up at Taehyung's sarcastic remark,"Of course I am. Because you make it so goddamn clear that you hate me!" His grip on Taehyung's arm tightened even more.

"Yes, because unlike you, I'm not too keen on giving mixed signals" Taehyung said, being completely aware that he was in fact giving mixed signals right now.

Jimin let out a bitter scoff,"Mixed signals? You? Isn't that your specialty? One moment you act like you can't stand to be in the same room as me, and the next you come in here and wipe my tears" He retorted, his voice laced with anger and pain.

"That was basic human decency" Taehyung answered gruffly.

"Decency my ass. You're the one who told me to stop crying over someone like you. Doesn't sound very decent to me" Jimin spat back, his patience finally running out. He pulled on Taehyung's arm, yanking him closer,"You were just starting to open up, don't shut down again..!"

"Jimin" Taehyung warned as he stumbled closer and ended up sitting down on the edge of the bed due to the impact.

Jimin smirked at Taehyung's reaction. He had him right where he wanted him. He shifted closer to Taehyung, closing the small gap between them. He didn't say anything, just stared straight into Taehyung's eyes, challenging him silently.

"Stop trying to get under my skin" Taehyung said as a warning.

Jimin's smirk widened at Taehyung's words,"Oh, I'm only getting started.." He replied, his voice dripping with confidence. He leaned even closer, their faces now only inches apart,"Why? Does it bother you that I know how to press your buttons?"

"Press my buttons down?" Taehyung asked sternly,"All I'm seeing is me trying to act nice and you annoying me" He uttered.

Jimin's smirk faltered a little at Taehyung's words. He had a point. But Jimin wasn't ready to back down yet. He pushed himself even closer to Taehyung, their chests almost touching now,"You and nice? That's a first." He retorted, his voice filled with sarcasm.

"And you being annoying is definitely not a first." Taehyung said.

Jimin's eyes narrowed at Taehyung's insult,"And here I thought you enjoyed my company" He said sarcastically, his tone dripping with feigned innocence. He lifted one hand and placed it gently on Taehyung's thigh, a subtle move to get a rise out of him.

Taehyung immediately slapped Jimin's hand away,"Stay in your lane" He warned.

Jimin let out a mocking gasp as Taehyung slapped his hand away,"My lane? I didn't realise my husband's thigh was off-limits" He mocked, his tone dripping with sarcasm again. He leaned even closer, his breath ghosting over Taehyung's cheek.

"Then realise it, I am off limits, for you." Taehyung said firmly.

Jimin let out a scoff at Taehyung's words, his confidence in full swing now. He moved even closer, his nose almost touching Taehyung's neck. He breathed in deeply, savouring the faint scent of Taehyung,"Off-limits, huh? And who exactly made that decision?" He whispered, his voice low and seductive.

Taehyung pushed Jimin back, making him fall down on the bed as he stood up,"Me" Taehyung said.

Jimin landed on the bed with a thud, a look of surprise and annoyance on his face,"You always have to take charge, don't you?" He spat, trying to hide the hint of lust in his voice. He perched himself up on his elbows on the bed, facing Taehyung who was now towering over him.

"Someone sensible has to" Taehyung said.

Jimin rolled his eyes at Taehyung's haughty comment,"Oh, because you're the epitome of sensibility, aren't you? Mr. Work-comes-before-everything-else." He said with dripping sarcasm. He leaned back on his elbows more and tilted his head towards Taehyung, looking up at him through his eyelashes.

Taehyung's breath quickened as he looked down at the seductive sight of his husband and growled under his breath while he turned away,"Whatever" He said and stepped towards the exit door.

Jimin smirked as he saw Taehyung's reaction. It was subtle, but he could tell he had an effect on him. Just as Taehyung started to walk towards the door, Jimin called out,"Running away so soon?" He sat up on the bed and watched Taehyung with hungry eyes.

"I have a job that I'm dedicated to" Taehyung answered gruffly from the doorway.

Jimin scoffed at Taehyung's response,"Dedicated? You mean obsessed. You're so obsessed with work you don't have time for anything else" He taunted, his voice full of frustration. Despite his irritation, he couldn't help but secretly love this game they were playing.

"And I prefer it that way" Taehyung answered and exited the room.

Jimin's heart ached at Taehyung's words. It hurt to hear the man he loved say he preferred work over Jimin. He let out a soft sigh and fell back down on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He knew he was fighting a losing battle, but he wasn't ready to give up yet.

Taehyung huffed as he walked towards his study, the seductive sight of his husband still spinning in his mind, rendering him unable to focus as he mentally scolded himself and headed inside the study.

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Jimin sat up in bed, still angry and frustrated by Taehyung's departure. He huffed in irritation and ran a hand through his messy hair. His mind replayed the earlier scene in his head, the way Taehyung's breath quickened and the look in his eyes when he had turned away. Jimin couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pleasure knowing he could affect Taehyung so much.

He laid back down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling again, his thoughts still racing. Jimin knew how stubborn Taehyung was, but he was stubborn too. He wasn't going to let him ignore him forever. He just had to find the right button to push.

His mind replayed their earlier encounter, the way Taehyung had reacted to his touch and the look in his eyes. A smirk played on his lips as an idea popped into his head. He knew it was a long shot, but he had to try something.

He got up from the bed and left the room, heading straight for Taehyung's study. He didn't bother knocking and simply opened the door, stepping inside unannounced.

Taehyung exhaled a deep frustrated sigh and looked up in irritation,"I'm starting to regret going to console you" He said.

Jimin ignored Taehyung's irritated greeting and stepped closer to him, his hips swaying slightly,"You didn't console me, you ran away." He replied with a pout, his eyes locking onto Taehyung's. He leaned against the desk, his body just inches away from his husband's.

Taehyung stared at Jimin with indifference,"I had better things to attend to" He said.

Jimin let out a bitter scoff at Taehyung's words,"Better things? Like what, your precious work?" He retorted, the frustration in his voice evident. He couldn't understand why Taehyung always prioritized his work over him.

"Precisely" Taehyung answered in a clipped tone,"If you're aware, try not to disturb me" He added.

Jimin let out a scoff again at Taehyung's cold response. He was getting sick and tired of his husband's indifference towards him,"Right, because I'm just a distraction, right? Just something to be dismissed whenever you deem it necessary." He said, his voice filled with sarcasm.

"Replace the 'whenever' with 'always' in your sentence" Taehyung answered as he typed on his laptop keypad.

Jimin's heart clenched at Taehyung's harsh words,"Always? That's a strong word" He replied, trying to keep his composure. He stepped closer towards Taehyung, now standing right behind his chair,"Don't I even get a second of your time? Am I really that bothersome to you?"

"Yes." Taehyung said and glanced up at Jimin,"Is that all you wanted to hear?" He asked.

Jimin stared at Taehyung's back for a few moments, feeling a mix of anger and hurt. He couldn't understand how someone who had once promised to love him at the altar, could treat him so coldly now. Just as he was about to turn and leave, a bold idea popped into his mind.

He let out a deep breath to calm himself and stepped closer to Taehyung, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew what he was about to do would most probably piss Taehyung off again, but he couldn't think of any other way to get Taehyung to acknowledge him.

With a mix of trepidation and determination, Jimin slowly lowered himself onto Taehyung's lap, straddling him. He wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck and leaned in close, their faces just inches apart.

Taehyung gritted his teeth,"Not this again" He whispered.

Jimin couldn't help but enjoy the effect he was having on Taehyung. The man was trying to act indifferent, but the way his breath hitched and his body tensed told a different story. Jimin leaned in even closer, his chest now pressed against Taehyung's.

"Get off, I can't see the laptop" Taehyung growled.

Jimin feigned ignorance, a sly smile playing on his lips,"Oh, I'm in the way? I'm sorry, I didn't realize" He said in an innocent tone, knowing full well he was intentionally obstructing Taehyung's view. He shifted on Taehyung's lap and pressed even closer, his body a warm, distracting presence against his husband.

"Stop acting like a dog in heat" Taehyung growled out, clearly having none of it.

Jimin's cheeks flushed at Taehyung's blunt words, but he wasn't about to back down,"And what if I don't want to?" He asked, his voice low and sultry. He moved his hips ever so slightly on Taehyung's lap, creating a gentle friction between them.

Taehyung's hand sought up and grabbed Jimin's hips, making him pause his sensual dance,"Stop or I'll-!"

Jimin gasped as Taehyung's hand grabbed his hips, his movement coming to a halt. He looked at his husband, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of desire,"Or you'll what, hm?" He asked, a sly smirk on his face. He knew he was pushing his luck, but he couldn't help himself.

Taehyung fumed and looked away,"Why can't you just go to sleep?" He grumbled under his breath.

Jimin let out a scoff and rolled his eyes,"Go to sleep? Seriously? I'm not a child, Taehyung. Maybe if you paid me just a fraction of the attention that you devote to your work, I wouldn't need to resort to these desperate measures just to get you to acknowledge me" He retorted, the hurt and frustration evident in his voice.

"I see you, okay? I acknowledge you, I know you're my husband" Taehyung sighed.

"That's not enough, Taehyung. You may see me, but you don't hear me. You may acknowledge me, but you don't act like it!" Jimin said, his tone bordering on pleading,"I just want a little bit of your time, a little bit of your affection. Is that too much to ask for? I'm your husband, for god's sake!"

Taehyung exhaled a breath through his nose in defeat,"Fine, you can stay here but don't bother me" He whispered.

Jimin's eyes widened in surprise, not expecting Taehyung to agree so easily. He shifted on Taehyung's lap, making himself comfortable,"You're not going to kick me off? You'll actually let me stay here?" He asked hesitantly. He had thought he needed to rile Taehyung up more, not get what he wanted so quickly.

"It's tiring to fight you off and I need to finish this in a record time" Taehyung sighed and looked at Jimin pointedly,"So, behave." he said.

Jimin pouted slightly but nodded in agreement,"Fine, I'll behave." He whispered, but there was a hint of mischief in his eyes. He shifted once more on Taehyung's lap, pretending to get comfortable. In reality, he just wanted to grind against his husband.

"Don't make me regret it" Taehyung whispered as he pulled Jimin's head to rest on his shoulder whilst he pulled the chair closer to the desk to resume typing on his laptop.

Jimin smiled victoriously to himself as he rested his head on Taehyung's shoulder. He took this opportunity to slowly breathe in Taehyung's scent up close. He loved how Taehyung smelled, it was a mixture of musk and something distinctly sweet. Jimin subtly nuzzled his face into the crook of Taehyung's neck, relishing in the close proximity.

The room was filled with the crisp typing noises of Taehyung's fingers clashing against the keyboard as he worked diligently.

Jimin watched silently as Taehyung worked, his eyes tracing the focused and determined look on his husband's face. He couldn't believe the man was so engrossed in his work that he was ignoring Jimin's presence on his lap. He was so close, yet so far away. Jimin tried to stay calm and quiet, but as the minutes ticked by, the need for attention and touch grew stronger.

He tried to distract himself by looking around the room, but his eyes kept returning to Taehyung. He fidgeted a bit in his lap, trying to get more comfortable. He shifted his body gently, making sure not to disturb Taehyung's work.

"If you're uncomfortable, go to bed" Taehyung mumbled casually.

Jimin let out a huff of irritation at Taehyung's callous reply. He shifted again in his lap, this time more deliberately, causing him to brush against Taehyung's chest,"I'm not uncomfortable" He lied,"I just... need to stretch..."

"What are you? A cat?" Taehyung asked.

"Maybe" Jimin replied with a smirk,"Or maybe I need a little attention from my husband to feel complete" He shifted once more, this time moving his hips against Taehyung's lap, creating a subtle friction between them.

Taehyung sighed,"Don't move, either get down or lie back down on my shoulder again" He uttered.

Jimin smiled secretively, happy that he was gaining the upper hand in this silent game. He remained quiet for a moment before replying with a sultry tone,"Why are you giving me options? That's so unlike you. Are you enjoying this? Me, on your lap?" He asked and moved his hips again, a little slower this time, relishing in the way Taehyung's body tensed in response.

Taehyung firmly gripped Jimin's waist and looked into his eyes,"Don't you get the meaning of 'stop'?" He asked.

Jimin's breath hitched as Taehyung's grip on his waist tightened. His heartbeat quickened and he met Taehyung's intense gaze with a coy smile,"I understand perfectly" He replied, unable to keep the flirtatious tone out of his voice,"But sometimes I like to push boundaries. What are you going to do about it, huh?"

"Don't challenge me" Taehyung whispered,"You're lucky I'm on a work timer"

Jimin couldn't help but shiver at the huskiness in Taehyung's voice. He loved to hear those deep, low tones directed at him. He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over Taehyung's ear,"Oh, am I pushing limits now? Is my handsome husband afraid I'll become... distracting?" He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Taehyung closed his eyes to usher the incoming headache and hard-on away,"Can't you sit quietly for an hour?" He asked.

"An hour? You want me to sit on your lap for an hour without saying a single word?" Jimin complained with a pout,"Do you think I'm a statue? I need attention, Taehyung. I need your touch, your attention, your love" He shifted again, this time leaning his body against Taehyung's chest.

"Can't it wait for an hour?" Taehyung asked instead.

Jimin huffed in frustration,"No, it can't wait. You always say that. 'Later', 'Not now', 'Can't it wait'. I'm tired of waiting" He answered in annoyance. He looked up and stared into Taehyung's eyes, his expression filled with pleading,"Why do you always push me away? Is it so hard for you to give me a little bit of your time?"

"Does it have to be right now?" Taehyung asked.

"Yes, it does" Jimin replied adamantly,"I can't wait any longer. I need you, now. I need to feel your touch and hear your words. I need to know that I matter to you, that you still love me. Please, stop working for a moment and focus on me. I want your attention, your love, your everything" He shifted on Taehyung's lap again, making sure to press even closer to him.

Taehyung sighed in frustration,"If you sit quietly for an hour, I'll give you a kiss" He said in utter defeat.

Jimin's eyes widened at Taehyung's words. A simple kiss. Was that all his husband could offer him? But he couldn't deny that the promise of a kiss, after being so starved of affection, was enticing.

"A kiss, huh? Just one?" He asked, his expression a mixture of hope and skepticism.

"One kiss is guaranteed, I'm a businessman, I don't go back on my words" Taehyung uttered.

Jimin couldn't help but roll his eyes at Taehyung's business-like response. But he was desperate for any small show of affection, so he decided to take the deal,"Alright, fine. I'll stay quiet for an hour. But you better keep your end of the bargain. One kiss, no more, no less."

"You don't have to tell me twice about not giving you more" Taehyung grumbled under his breath.

Jimin scowled at Taehyung's response. Why did it always have to be like this between them? He bit his lip, suppressing the wave of frustration that washed over him. Fine, he would play by Taehyung's rules. For now.

He shifted slightly on Taehyung's lap, adjusting himself to a comfortable position. He took a deep breath and prepared to endure the long hour of silence.

Taehyung pulled Jimin closer and adjusted him more appropriately, pressing their bodies together so that he arms had more space to work in.

Jimin's breath hitched as Taehyung pulled him closer, their bodies pressed firmly against each other. He let himself be maneuvered without protest, secretly enjoying the closeness and the warmth of Taehyung's body. He rested his head on Taehyung's shoulder once more, a small smile playing on his lips.

Taehyung silently worked, his fingers moving with precision.

As time passed, Jimin silently started to observe his husband's focused expression as he worked. Despite the quiet, he felt an odd sense of comfort sitting there on Taehyung's lap. He looked at the man's face, tracing every feature with his eyes, the sharp jawline, the intense gaze, the slight frown of concentration. He couldn't help but feel a pang of longing. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and brush the hair off of Taehyung's forehead. To run his fingers through those silky locks. To just touch him, in any way possible.

Taehyung took a moment to pause as he reached out to grab a glass of water and drank from it.

Jimin watched as Taehyung paused to take a sip of water. He couldn't resist the opportunity to break the silence, even just for a moment.

"Are you thirsty?" He asked quietly, trying not to disrupt Taehyung's focus. But he desperately wanted to hear his husband's voice.

"Yes, that's why I'm drinking water" Taehyung answered before he looked down at Jimin,"Why? Do you want water too?"

Jimin smiled faintly at Taehyung's response. It was such a simple question, but it felt like a small victory hearing him speak directly to him,"No, I don't need water" He replied.

He took a deep breath before continuing, "I just wanted to hear your voice, that's all"

Taehyung just stared at Jimin before touching the cold glass of water against Jimin's cheek without thinking about his actions.

Jimin gasped as the cold glass of water made contact with his skin. He hadn't expected the sudden touch and his eyes widened in surprise.

He leaned into the touch, relishing in the coolness for a moment before looking up at Taehyung,"What was that for?" He asked, a hint of a smirk curling up on his lips.

"Wanted to annoy you" Taehyung whispered,"But you're enjoying it"

Jimin laughed softly at Taehyung's candid reply,"You're right, I am enjoying it. Your cold touch against my heated skin, it feels nice."

He shifted on Taehyung's lap, pressing himself even closer to him,"But I was enjoying something else more, the sound of your voice" He added, looking up at Taehyung through his lashes.

"It's just a voice, what's there to enjoy?" Taehyung asked.

Jimin rolled his eyes at Taehyung's nonchalant reply,"You really don't get it, do you?" He retorted.

"It's not just any voice. It's yours. Your deep, smooth, sexy voice. I could listen to you talk for hours and never get tired of it. But I'm lucky if I even get a sentence out of you these days"

"Why are you so hung up on me? You can get anyone" Taehyung whispered.

Jimin's expression hardened at Taehyung's words,"That's where you're wrong" He said firmly,"I don't want just anyone. I want you. Only you. Despite everything, I still want you."

He leaned back to look into Taehyung's eyes, his own filled with raw emotion. "Don't you understand? I'm not hung up on you. I'm hopelessly in love with you."

"There's nothing to love" Taehyung whispered.

"How can you say that?" Jimin exclaimed, anger and hurt coursing through him,"I love every single thing about you. I love the way you frown when you're concentrating. I love the way you smell. I love the way you used to touch me, like I'm the most precious thing in the world"

He took a shaky breath, his voice cracking slightly,"And now I hate how you make me feel like I mean nothing to you..."

"Bury your feelings then" Taehyung whispered.

Jimin's eyes widened in shock at Taehyung's words,"Bury my feelings? You want me to bury my feelings for you, just like that?"

He laughed bitterly. "You think that's possible? I can't just stop loving you. Believe me, I've tried."

He reached out to touch Taehyung's face, his fingers brushing against his cheek gently,"Why are you doing this? Why can't you just love me back, the way I love you?"

"I have a right to be angry, you must grant me this" Taehyung said.

"Angry?" Jimin repeated incredulously,"You have a right to be angry, sure. But this? This silent treatment, pushing me away, denying me your love... It's too much. It's torture."

He pulled back his hand and clenched his fists in frustration,"Why can't you just let go of the anger? I've apologized, I've tried to make amends. Doesn't that count for anything?"

"I'm just a petty individual, you're better off without me" Taehyung whispered.

"Stop it" Jimin said, his voice cracking,"Don't say that. Don't make decisions for me. I don't want a life without you, even if you're petty and stubborn and infuriating!"

He shifted on Taehyung's lap again, his body shaking with suppressed emotion,"I want you. I want the good sides and the bad. I want all of you, not some half-hearted version of you"

Taehyung sighed and looked at Jimin,"Don't say things you don't mean" He whispered.

Jimin's eyes widened in surprise at Taehyung's words,"You think I don't mean it?" He asked incredulously,"You think I'm just saying this for the hell of it? I mean every single word. I'm tired of having to prove myself to you, of having to convince you that I love you"

He leaned forward, his face just inches away from Taehyung's,"Why is it so hard for you to believe that I love you? Do I have to shout it from the rooftops for you to understand?!"

Taehyung turned his face away,"I'm just a challenge for you to conquer, after I succumb, you'll be bored" He uttered.

Jimin's heart clenched tightly at Taehyung's words,"Is that really what you think? That I only love you because you're a challenge, something to conquer?"

He gently grabbed Taehyung's chin and turned his face back towards him,"It's not a challenge, Taehyung. It's never been a game for me. I love you for who you are, for all your flaws and your faults. I'm not going to tire of you and discard you like some toy"

Taehyung looked into Jimin's eyes,"Don't tell me pretty words" He whispered.

"They're not pretty words, they're the truth!" Jimin exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice,"You want me to prove it? Fine. I'll prove it to you, even if it kills me."

He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts,"I love your stubbornness. I love how fiercely loyal you are. I love the way your brow furrows when you're concentrating, and the way your lips quirk up at the corners when you're trying not to smile"

He continued, his fingers tracing the outline of Taehyung's jaw,"I love how your eyes light up when you're excited about something. I love how your touch feels, even when it's just a brush of your hand against mine. I love your laugh, your humor, your intelligence, your passion. There are a million reasons why I love you, Taehyung, and I could list them all day."

"Then why didn't you love me in the beginning?" Taehyung couldn't help but ask, his eyes holding sadness and melancholy

Jimin's heart ached at the look in Taehyung's eyes. He knew this question was coming, and he was ready to answer.

"Because I was angry" He replied honestly,"I was angry at my family, at you, at everything. I didn't want to love you. I was desperate to hold onto the memory of my ex and I refused to give in to what I felt for you. But I was wrong, Taehyung. I saw how you treated me so kindly and patiently, and I just couldn't help falling in love"

Taehyung let out a quivering breath,"It hurt" He whispered, his tone close to that of a whimper.

"I know" Jimin said softly, his voice barely above a whisper,"I know I hurt you. And I'm so sorry, Taehyung. I never wanted to hurt you, not really"

He reached up and gently caressed Taehyung's face, his thumb tracing the contour of his cheek,"I was blind and stupid. I didn't realize how lucky I was to have you until it was too late. And by then, you had already shut me out.."

Taehyung teared up as he leaned into the touch and wrapped his arms around Jimin's waist, pulling him closer.

Jimin's breath hitched as Taehyung pulled him closer, his arms encircling his waist and holding him tightly. He willingly pressed himself against his chest, relishing the feeling of being close to Taehyung again.

He wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, his fingers tangling in his hair,"It's been too long since you've held me like this" He whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

"I had to stop because you didn't like it at first" Taehyung whispered as he rested his forehead against Jimin's.

Jimin could feel the heat of Taehyung's breath against his skin and it sent shivers down his spine,"I know" He replied softly,"I thought I didn't want it, but I was wrong. I was so wrong..."

He closed his eyes and nuzzled closer, burrowing his face in the crook of Taehyung's neck,"I missed this. I missed you. Don't shut me out again, please."

Taehyung inhaled deeply as he relished in the closeness,"I'm sorry for being stubborn, I'm sorry for hurting you" He whispered.

"It's okay" Jimin murmured, his voice muffled against Taehyung's skin,"We've both hurt each other. But I forgive you. I just want us to be okay again"

He pulled back just enough to look into Taehyung's eyes, his own gaze soft and sincere,"Promise me you won't shut me out anymore. Promise me you'll talk to me when you're angry, instead of ignoring me"

Taehyung looked at Jimin sadly and nodded as he cupped Jimin's face and caressed his cheek.

Jimin let out a shaky breath at the touch, leaning into it like a starved man receiving food.

"I'm sorry too, you know" He said quietly, his eyes falling shut as he enjoyed the feeling of Taehyung's fingers on his skin,"I'm sorry for all the awful things I said and all the times I pushed you away. I was an idiot."

"I'm an idiot too" Taehyung whispered as he leaned closer to nuzzle the side of Jimin's face,"We're so compatible"

Jimin let out a soft laugh at Taehyung's words, the sound tinged with relief and happiness.

"Yeah, we are" He agreed, his fingers playing with the hair at the nape of Taehyung's neck,"Two idiots in love, huh?"

"I'd like to call it that.." Taehyung whispered as he kissed Jimin's cheek,"But it wasn't love, what I put you through was torture and I never wish to do that to you ever again" He admitted.

"It was torture," Jimin agreed, his expression pained at the memory. "But I understand why you did it. You were hurt and angry, and you wanted me to feel the same pain you felt"

He turned his face slightly, his lips just an inch away from Taehyung's,"But I don't want us to be like that anymore, okay? Let's stop hurting each other. Let's start over, and do it right this time"

Taehyung nodded as tears ran down his face at the understanding,"Let's start over" He squeaked.

Jimin reached out and gently wiped away Taehyung's tears, his touch gentle and loving,"No more pushing each other away" He said softly,"No more silent treatments, no more petty fights"

He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Taehyung's forehead,"We'll communicate and be honest with each other, no matter what. And we'll love each other, truly and unconditionally. Deal?"

Taehyung took in a shuddering breath as he sniffled and nodded,"Yes, deal" He promised as he nuzzled Jimin's neck.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Taehyung's shoulders, holding him close. "Good" He murmured, his lips brushing against Taehyung's temple.

"Because I can't imagine my life without you, Taehyung. I don't want to. And I'm sorry it took me so long to realize how much I love you. But I do, with all my heart"

Taehyung only pulled him closer by the waist in answer and kissed his forehead,"I love you too and I promise I'll treat you right from now on" He whispered tenderly.

Jimin couldn't help the tears that pricked at the corners of his eyes at Taehyung's words.

"You better" He said with a shaky laugh, his grip on Taehyung's shoulders tightening slightly,"Because I love you too much to let you hurt me again, you understand? You have to promise to communicate with me, no matter what. No matter how angry or hurt you are, we'll talk it out"

Taehyung nodded with a small smile,"I know I promised to treat you right but I really need to finish this pesky little excel sheet before midnight, can you just forgive for an hour?" He asked as he cupped Jimin's face.

Jimin pretended to pout, his lower lip sticking out in a small pout,"An hour?" He repeated, faking annoyance,"But I want cuddles"

"You can go ahead and wait in the bedroom, I'll finish up quickly and then we'll cuddle as much as you want" Taehyung promised.

Jimin hummed in mock consideration, pretending to think it over,"Okay, I suppose that's acceptable" He said with exaggerated reluctance.

He pecked Taehyung on the cheek and stood up from his lap, making his way towards the exit of the study with an exaggeratedly sultry walk.

Taehyung chuckled to himself and shook his head at the display,"Don't bump into anything while showing off" He called out teasingly.

"No promises!" Came the teasing reply from outside the study.

A few moments later, Jimin's head appeared around the doorframe, a smirk on his face,"You better hurry up, or you might come back to a disaster zone" He warned, his voice dripping with fake menace.

Taehyung chuckled and nodded,"I'll join you soon" He reassured.

Jimin blew him a kiss and disappeared from the doorway, heading back into the bedroom with a soft click of the door closing after him.

He flopped onto the bed in a spread-eagled pose, waiting for Taehyung to finish up his work. But he could feel that familiar itch under his skin, that need, to be close to Taehyung, to touch him and feel him.

Hours passed and just as midnight was about to arrive, the bedroom door opened as Taehyung sluggishly padded in while yawning.

Jimin was laying on the bed, pretending to be asleep, but his eyes cracked open as the door creaked open. He peeked at Taehyung through his eyelashes, taking in the sight of his tired form.

He shifted subtly, pretending to be roused from his fake sleep,"Finally done?" He mumbled, his voice thick with faux sleepiness.

Taehyung hummed as he climbed up on the bed and crawled towards Jimin to pull him into his arms and nuzzling close,"Finally done" He mumbled.

Jimin let himself be pulled into Taehyung's arms, their bodies molding together like two puzzle pieces. He buried his face in Taehyung's chest, inhaling his familiar scent and relishing in the warmth of his embrace.

"Took you long enough" He murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep,"Thought I'd have to wait forever for my cuddles"

"I'm sorry, but I'm here now" Taehyung mumbled and kissed the top of Jimin's head,"Let's cuddle till morning" He yawned and closed his eyes.

"Mmm, sounds good to me" Jimin agreed, snuggling closer to Taehyung and throwing an arm around his waist.

He nuzzled his face into the crook of Taehyung's neck, taking in another lungful of his scent,"I missed this, you know" He whispered, his breath warm against Taehyung's skin,"Just being close to you like this. Holding and being held by you.."

"No need to miss it from today on" Taehyung reassured and patted Jimin's back, sleep slowly washing over him, putting him into a daze.

Jimin hummed in agreement, his own eyelids growing heavy as tiredness washed over him. He pressed a small kiss to Taehyung's collarbone, his lips lingering against the warm skin for a moment.

"Night, Tae" he murmured sleepily,"Love you"

"Goodnight, Jimin" Taehyung mumbled as he fell asleep.

Jimin stayed awake until he heard the steady sound of Taehyung's breathing, indicating that he had fallen asleep. A small smile tugged at his lips as he listened to the sound, his heart feeling full and satisfied.

Slowly, he snuggled even closer to Taehyung, tangling their legs together and holding him tight. It had been a while since they had slept in the same bed, but Jimin relished the feeling of having Taehyung right there next to him.

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The next few days went just as Taehyung had promised, he paid attention to Jimin, spoke to him about idle things, sometimes even about issues of his office, ate with him and even spent quality time with him however there was only one issue, the affection never left the innocent side. It was always limited to hugs and kisses on the cheeks and forehead and cuddles but nothing more than that. This had been going on for a week now and Jimin was tired of playing the part of an innocent lover.

After a week of the same routine, Jimin was starting to feel a little frustrated. Taehyung's affection was loving and tender, but it was all so innocent and chaste. Jimin wanted something more, something more intimate and passionate.

That's how he found himself taking rushed steps towards Taehyung's study where he knew his husband had locked himself again to bury his head six inches deep in his laptop.

Jimin felt like he was tweaking, not only was he sexually frustrated but tonight his husband was diligently working again.

The door of the study slammed opened from of force of Jimin's push as Taehyung who was once again typing on his laptop flinched and looked at the doorway to see his husband,"Jimin? Did you need something, baby?" He asked out curiously.

Jimin practically stomped inside the room, his usual grace and elegance replaced by a frustrated energy. He stood in the doorway, hands on his hips as he looked at Taehyung with a pout.

"Yes, I need something" He replied, his voice a little sharper than usual,"I need you to pay attention to me. It's been a week, Taehyung, and you still haven't touched me properly"

Taehyung blinked,"Properly...?" He asked before realisation finally dawned on him and he turned red,"O-Oh!"

Jimin noticed the flush of red on Taehyung's face and couldn't help but roll his eyes,"Oh, yeah, you know what I mean"

He stalked further into the room until he was standing directly in front of Taehyung. He placed his palms on the desk and leaned forward, practically hovering over him.

Taehyung glanced up at Jimin as he leaned back on his chair, relaxing a little,"So...you want to do it?" He asked cautiously,"I thought we were taking it slow?"

Jimin scoffed and rolled his eyes again,"You call this slow?" He retorted, his voice laced with frustration and irritation.

"Taehyung, it's been a whole week. A week! And all you've done is give me hugs, kisses on the forehead, and hand holding. I'm your husband, not a kid!"

Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle at Jimin's complaint,"Alright, come here" He gestured for Jimin to round the table and stand by the side of his chair.

Jimin arched an eyebrow, but complied, walking around the desk to stand next to Taehyung's chair. He folded his arms, waiting for Taehyung to make his next move.

"Are you sure about this?" Taehyung asked gently as he looked at his husband.

Jimin sighed, the irritation in his features softened slightly,"Yes, I'm sure" He replied, his voice quieter,"I just... I need you, Tae. All of you, not just hugs and chaste kisses."

Taehyung glanced up at Jimin before he slowly stood up from his seat and pulled Jimin in for a hug,"As if I can ever deny you anything anymore" He murmured,"But baby, once I start, there's no stopping me, are you sure you want this?" He whispered tenderly.

Jimin melted into the hug, his arms winding around Taehyung's waist. He shivered as Taehyung's words sunk in, his body already reacting to the promise of what was to come.

"I'm sure" He whispered, his voice firm and clear,"I want you, all of you. No holding back"

Taehyung suddenly separated from the hug to push the laptop away as he pulled Jimin closer and lifted him up on the desk, capturing his lips and kissing him passionately.

The sudden lift caught Jimin off guard, but he found himself instinctively wrapping his legs around Taehyung's waist, pulling him closer.

The sensation of Taehyung's lips pressed against his own was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He moaned softly into the kiss, his hands tangling in Taehyung's hair, holding him in place.

"God, yes, this is all I've wanted" He gasped between kisses, his body pressing eagerly against Taehyung's. He rocked his hips against Taehyung's, seeking friction, craving more of the intense pleasure that only Taehyung could give him.

Taehyung grabbed Jimin's waist and started to grind back against him while he kissed Jimin's neck.

The feeling of Taehyung grinding against him sent shivers of delight through Jimin's body. His breath hitched in his throat, a soft moan escaping his lips as he arched his back, pushing his chest further into Taehyung's touch.

"Fuck, baby" He groaned, his hands roaming over Taehyung's body, exploring every inch of him,"You feel so good" He ground his hips harder against Taehyung's, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through him.

Taehyung kissed Jimin's collarbone as his hand slipped inside Jimin's pants to pull out his dick.

The moment Taehyung's hand slipped inside his pants, Jimin let out a low groan, his body arching involuntarily. His cock twitched in anticipation, throbbing eagerly in Taehyung's grasp.

"Oh fuck" He gasped, his head falling back as he felt Taehyung's hand wrap around his dick. He rocked his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper into Taehyung's grip,"Don't stop" He pleaded, his voice ragged with need.

Taehyung pulled out his own erection from within his pants and started started jerk both of them off together with his hand.

The sight of Taehyung's hard cock pressed up against his own was enough to send Jimin spiraling into a frenzy of desire. He watched, transfixed, as Taehyung began to stroke them both, his own cock leaking pre-cum onto Taehyung's hand.

"Fuck yes..!" He groaned, his hips bucking eagerly into Taehyung's hand. He reached down to wrap his own fingers over their pressed up erections, holding Taehyung's hand as he mirrored the movements, stroking both their cocks in tandem,"So fucking hot" he murmured, his gaze locked on the sight before him.

Taehyung's other hand lifted Jimin's chin up and pulled him closer for another urgent kiss.

The sudden change of pace caught Jimin by surprise, but he welcomed it eagerly.

As Taehyung's hand lifted his chin, guiding his mouth towards his own, Jimin parted his lips, inviting Taehyung's tongue to dance with his own.

He moaned into the kiss, his hands tightening around Taehyung's cock as he continued to stroke them both. The dual sensations of kissing and being touched were overwhelming, driving him closer and closer to the edge.

"More" He whispered between kisses, his voice husky with desire.

Taehyung nibbled on Jimin's lips as he fisted both of their cocks together.

The sensation of Taehyung's teeth grazing his lips sent shivers of pleasure coursing through Jimin's veins. He moaned into the kiss, his body trembling with anticipation.

He could feel the pressure building within him, the familiar tightness that signaled his impending release. But he held on, not wanting this moment to end.

"God, you're so good at this" He gasped, his hips bucking wildly into Taehyung's hand,"Don't stop" He pleaded, his voice ragged with desire.

With each thrust of his hips, Taehyung increased the speed of his strokes, his hand moving faster and harder.

The increased pace was almost too much for Jimin to handle. His breath came in short, sharp gasps, his body trembling with need.

"Fuck, yeah" He panted, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy,"Just like that" He urged, his grip on Taehyung's cock tightening.

He could feel his climax approaching rapidly now, the pressure building to an unbearable level. And then, without warning, he tipped over the edge. His entire body tensed as waves of pleasure washed over him, his cum spurting out in thick ropes, coating both their chests and mingling with Taehyung's precum.

Feeling Jimin's hot seed splattering across his chest, Taehyung's own orgasm hit him hard. He grunted loudly, his body shaking violently as he released his load onto Jimin's stomach and chest.

After a few moments, he slowed down his strokes, pulling his hand away from their joined cocks to let them rest.

As the last wave of pleasure receded, Jimin slumped against Taehyung, panting heavily. His body felt like jelly, every muscle twitching with exhaustion.

He looked up at Taehyung, his eyes glazed with satisfaction and a hint of longing,"That was... amazing" He murmured, reaching up to cup Taehyung's cheek gently,"You're amazing"

And in that moment, he meant it. For once, Taehyung wasn't treating him like a child and Jimin loved it.

"You're beautiful" Taehyung whispered as he pulled Jimin into another passionate kiss while his other hand started to unbutton Jimin's shirt

Jimin returned Taehyung's kiss eagerly, his tongue darting out to meet Taehyung's. He could taste the faint lingering traces of alcohol on his husband's lips, and it only served to stoke the flames of his desire.

As Taehyung began to undo his shirt buttons, Jimin reached up to do the same to his own, revealing his bare chest to his husband's gaze,"I want you" He murmured against Taehyung's lips,"All of you"

Taehyung pushed Jimin down on the desk till he was sprawled out in front of him alongside papers and pen holders before leaning forward to kiss his neck.

Jimin let out a soft moan as Taehyung kissed his neck, his hands instinctively reaching up to tangle in his husband's hair. He could feel the cool air of the office against his exposed skin, but it did nothing to douse the heat that was steadily building within him.

"God, I love it when you do that" He murmured, tilting his head to give Taehyung better access.

"Can't keep my hands to myself anymore" Taehyung whispered as he left lovebites all over Jimin's neck and his hand traced down Jimin's chest, stroking his muscles and curves.

"That's not a bad thing" Jimin replied breathlessly, his hips bucking slightly off the desk in response to Taehyung's touch. The sensation of his husband's hand roaming over his body sent shivers down his spine, and he found himself craving more.

He reached down between them, his fingers finding Taehyung's belt buckle and jacket zipper. With deft movements, he undid the belt and then proceeded to unzip Taehyung's pants and jacket together,"Your turn" He said with a smirk, glancing up at Taehyung through half-lidded eyes.

"My turn for what?" Taehyung whispered as he started to tongue Jimin's belly button

"Oh, you know... this." Jimin's words trailed off into a gasp as Taehyung's tongue flicked across his sensitive belly button. His fingers tightened around Taehyung's belt loops, pulling him closer.

"Please..." he begged softly, feeling desperate for more contact. He wanted to feel Taehyung everywhere, to lose himself completely in the sensations his husband could provide.

Taehyung grabbed Jimin's thigh and pulled him closer to kiss his waist.

Jimin gasped again as Taehyung placed heated kisses on his waist, his other hand moving to grip at the back of Taehyung's jacket as he pushed it back eagerly. He wanted to feel every inch of his husband's skin against his own, wanted to explore and claim every part of him.

"I need you" He breathed, his voice husky with desire,"Now."

"So impatient" Taehyung whispered as his lips travelled down to swallow Jimin's cock entirely.

"Oh fuck!" Jimin exclaimed as Taehyung took him into his mouth, his back arching off the desk. The sensation was overwhelming, and he couldn't help but groan in pleasure.

He threaded his fingers through Taehyung's hair, holding him close as he began to thrust up into his husband's mouth,"God, yes! Just like that!" He managed to gasp out between moans.

"Is this what you want?" Taehyung asked as he continued to suckle on Jimin's dick.

"Yes, exactly like that..!" Jimin panted, his hips rolling in time with Taehyung's head. He could feel the heat building within him, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he came.

"Fuck, I'm so close!" He warned, his grip tightening in Taehyung's hair.

"You're such an impatient little slut, aren't you? Always wanting me" Taehyung teased as he looked up from under his eyelashes, his lips still wrapped around Jimin's cockhead.

Jimin let out a strangled groan, his body shaking with pleasure. The teasing comment along with the sight only served to make him want Taehyung more, and he couldn't stop himself from pushing forward.

"Oh God, don't stop" He pleaded, his voice filled with desperation,"I need you so much!"

The thought of being called a slut by Taehyung sent a thrill through him, and he knew he was dangerously close to losing control.

"You always were greedy for my touch, weren't you?" Taehyung said as he slid his hands up Jimin's chest, pinching his nipples gently.

"Yes... God, yes!" Jimin whimpered, feeling his knees weaken at the sensation. His nipples were particularly sensitive, and the pinch sent a jolt of pleasure straight to his already throbbing member.

"Please, don't tease me" He begged, his voice breaking with need,"Make me cum"

"Patience" Taehyung murmured as he sucked harder on Jimin's dick, swirling his tongue around the tip.

"Fuck patience!" Jimin cried out, his voice rising in pitch,"I need you now!"

His hips bucked upward, pressing deeper into Taehyung's mouth. The sensation was incredible, and he felt like he was teetering on the edge of something amazing.

"Taehyung..." He moaned, his voice filled with longing,"I can't take it anymore..!"

"Then don't." Taehyung whispered as he pulled off of Jimin's cock, letting it slip out of his mouth with a pop,"Cum on my face" He whispered as he kissed Jimin's cockhead.

"Ah! Fuck, yes!" Jimin gasped, his whole body tensing as he felt the first wave of release hit him. His orgasm washed over him in powerful waves, each one stronger than the last.

"Cumming!" He shouted, his voice echoing throughout the room. His seed spilled onto Taehyung's face, splattering across his cheeks and chin. The sight alone was enough to push him further over the edge, and he found himself cumming again and again.

"God, you're beautiful" He panted, watching as his hot cum coated Taehyung's features.

Taehyung looked up at Jimin as he licked his lips and stood up straight to step back and slip down his own pants, all the while having his eyes strained on his husband on the desk. Soon the pants pool around his ankles revealing his soaked underwear.

Watching Taehyung undress, Jimin could barely contain himself. He reached down, gripping his own thighs tightly to keep from reaching out and touching Taehyung. But it was proving to be an impossible task.

The sight of Taehyung's strained boxers was driving him wild. He could see the outline of Taehyung's hard-on clearly through the thin fabric, and it took all of his willpower not to rip them off and claim his husband right then and there.

But he held back, waiting for Taehyung to make the next move. He knew that if he rushed things, he might scare Taehyung away. And that was the last thing he wanted.

Instead, he watched intently, his breath hitching as Taehyung finally freed his throbbing member from its confines.

The underwear soon joined Taehyung's discarded pants on the floor as he took a seat down on his chair and spread his legs to give his husband a view of his twitching entrance and erect cock, both of his knees thrown over the armrests of the chair as he slowly started to jerk himself off. A low moan escaped his lips as he closed his eyes and let his head roll back in the pleasurable sensation.

Watching Taehyung take control like this, Jimin couldn't help but let out a low groan of approval. His husband was so fucking sexy, so confident..

And it was turning Jimin on more than he ever thought possible. Seeing Taehyung touch himself like that, it was almost too much.

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk as he continued to watch. Every stroke, every flick of Taehyung's wrist sent jolts of pleasure coursing through his own veins.

"I can't believe I'm getting to see this" He murmured, his voice laced with lust and admiration.

Taehyung groaned and squirmed under Jimin's gaze while his hand continued to pump his erection. His other hand slowly started to sneak its way down to tease his entrance slightly, encircling the puffy ring of muscles.

Watching Taehyung touch himself like that was driving Jimin insane. He could feel his own cock throbbing in time with Taehyung's strokes, and he desperately wanted to join in.

But he held back, wanting to savor the moment. He watched as Taehyung teased his entrance, a shiver running down his spine at the sight.

"Oh, baby" He breathed, his voice husky with desire,"You're so fucking hot..."

Feeling Jimin's heated gaze on him was making Taehyung feel so many different emotions and sensations.

It felt like his body was on fire and his heart was beating wildly in his chest. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this with Jimin watching him. He wasn't sure what came over him, maybe it was the alcohol or the fact that he was feeling horny and needed his husband to relieve him.

As Jimin said those words, he couldn't help but let out a soft moan. He looked up to meet Jimin's gaze, his eyes filled with lust and desire. He slowly started to insert one finger inside his clenching hole as he squirmed and mewled, his nipples standing up in arousal from the sensation.

Watching Taehyung push a finger into his ass was enough to send Jimin over the edge. He couldn't hold back any longer, and before he knew what he was doing, his hand grabbed his own cock.

"Oh fuck!" He groaned, stroking himself as he watched Taehyung continue to touch himself,"I need you so bad...!"

The sight of Jimin stroking himself was enough to make Taehyung's heart race even faster. He moaned loudly, pushing another finger inside his tight hole. The stretching sensation was pleasurable, making him squirm and gasp for air. He looked up at Jimin again, biting his lip as he watched his husband touch himself.

"You wanna come inside me?" Taehyung asked, his voice shaky with lust.

Jimin nodded, his breath hitching as he imagined what it would feel like to be buried deep inside Taehyung's tight hole. He stepped closer, his hand moving faster on his cock as he watched Taehyung's fingers disappear into his ass.

"Yeah... I want to fill you up" He said, his voice rough with desire,"I want to hear you scream my name"

The idea of Jimin filling him up sent a jolt of pleasure through Taehyung's body. He moaned louder, his hips bucking against his hand as he tried to chase the orgasm that was building within him. His fingers were slick with his pre-cum now, making it easier for him to move them in and out of his hole.

"Please..." Taehyung whimpered, looking up at Jimin with pleading eyes.

The sight of Taehyung begging for him was too much for Jimin to handle. He dropped down onto his knees, his hands gripping Taehyung's hips tightly. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Taehyung's, as he took a moment to appreciate the view.

"I'll give you exactly what you need" He promised, his voice low and husky. Then, without any further warning, he lined his throbbing cock up with Taehyung's entrance and pushed in slowly.

The feeling of Jimin's cock pushing into him was overwhelming. Taehyung let out a loud moan, his head falling back as he arched his back off the chair. The stretch was intense, but it felt so good. He could feel every inch of Jimin's length sliding into him, filling him up completely.

"Yes!" Taehyung cried out, his hands clutching at the fabric of the chair as he rode the wave of pleasure.

Jimin groaned as he bottomed out inside Taehyung, his hands gripping onto Taehyung's hips tighter than ever before. He held himself there for a moment, letting Taehyung adjust to his size before he began to move. Slowly, he pulled back until just the tip of his cock remained inside Taehyung, then thrust back in, setting a slow and steady pace.

"Fuck, you're so tight" He groaned, his voice filled with pleasure,"I'm gonna make you cum so hard"

The sensation of Jimin moving inside him was incredible. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through Taehyung's body, causing him to moan and gasp with each movement.

"Oh God, yes!" Taehyung cried out, his hands reaching down to grip at Jimin's shoulders,"Don't stop! Please don't stop!"

As Jimin continued to pound into him, Taehyung could feel his orgasm building once again. He knew he wouldn't last much long, the pleasure was too intense.

Jimin grunted as he kept pounding into Taehyung, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he felt his own climax approaching. He could feel Taehyung's inner walls tightening around his cock, signaling that he was getting close.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he warned, his voice laced with pleasure,"Cum with me, baby."

The feeling of Jimin's cock throbbing inside him as he pounded into him was enough to send Taehyung over the edge. With a loud cry, he came hard, his body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him.

"Ah! Yes! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" Taehyung moaned loudly, his hands gripping onto Jimin's shoulders tightly.

Jimin grunted as he felt Taehyung's body tighten around his cock. He quickened his pace, driving deeper into Taehyung with each thrust until finally, he felt his own release approaching.

With a final, powerful thrust, Jimin buried himself deep within Taehyung and released, his hot seeds shooting deep into Taehyung's ass. His body shuddered with pleasure as he emptied himself completely inside his husband.

"Holy shit, that was amazing..!" He panted, pulling Taehyung close and kissing his neck.

Taehyung panted and clung to Jimin as he pulled him closer to himself.

Jimin couldn't believe how good Taehyung felt around him. He had never experienced such pleasure before and he wasn't ready to let go of this feeling just yet. So, he stayed inside Taehyung, not wanting to pull out just yet.

He kissed Taehyung's neck softly, savoring the taste of his skin,"You're incredible" He whispered, his breath hot against Taehyung's skin.

"You're incredible too" Taehyung whispered as he entangled his hands in Jimin's hair.

Jimin smiled as he felt Taehyung's hands tangled in his hair. He leaned into the touch, enjoying the sensation of having Taehyung so close to him.

"I want you to stay with me tonight" He said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper,"I don't want to leave you alone after this"

"Alright" Taehyung whispered as he kissed the top of Jimin's head,"Work can wait from now on" He smiled.

Jimin felt a rush of relief wash over him at Taehyung's words. This was the first time Taehyung seemed willing to spend time with him without being pushed or coerced.

"Thank you" He murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Taehyung's chest,"For everything"

He remained inside Taehyung for a few moments longer, basking in the warmth of his presence. Then, slowly, he began to pull out, careful not to hurt Taehyung in the process.

"Let's take a shower" He suggested, already planning what he wanted to do in the night ahead.

"Sounds nice" Taehyung replied as he watched Jimin carefully slide out of him.

Jimin stood up, offering a hand to help Taehyung up. Once they were both standing, he led Taehyung towards the bathroom, glad that all the servants had gone home so nobody would catch them parading around the house stark naked.

And Jimin was just glad his husband was no longer a brooding workaholic.
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