WHO TF ALLOWED -

The cringe is real in this chapter, brace yourself *cringes violently*

The duo spend the rest of the afternoon cocooned in each other's arms, infatuated smiles painting their lips. The topics they discussed were rather random and commonly rather bland, however the two seemed to not care, much too content with simply the other's presence to work the air of comfortable silence around them.

Jeongguk's arms are snaked protectively around the younger's waist, palms smothered under yellow fabric as they caress tan, supple skin. His chin is perched upon the blond's head, the younger's face pressed upon his chest, their legs intertwined under them and fingers creating subtle shapes upon each other's skin.

"Angel?"he whispers softly, careful to not shift the younger too much.

Taehyung hums quietly, slim fingers twisting at the white fabric as he delves his face further into the other's shirt, squirming in search for further warmth.

"Jin needs to check up on you now. Can you be a good boy and lift yourself up for me baby?"

The pink haired male had entered the room a few minutes prior to the current moment, watching on fondly at the intimate interaction. However, his presence was made for reasons not simply to contain his inner fangirl from screeching at the utter cuteness of the situation but to reassure both himself and his leader that the blond wasn't in the red zone anymore.

Taehyung grimaces, visibly displeased to be bothered when he was on the verge of sleep but the warm hands at his armpits force him to pull his slack frame upwards. He throws the raven haired male a rather nasty look for awakening him, pouting as he furrows his eyebrows.

Jeongguk coos gently at this, internally in mayhem at the look of fury that attempts to paint the younger's features, the result turning out to be nothing but a disgruntled puppy.

"M'so proud of you angel."he praises as the blond successfully sits up against the bed, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to his hairline.

Pink dusts at his cheeks, fingers pushing at the other's chest, ducking his head to divert his gaze from Jin's comically wide grin as he whines, "Stop, hyungie can see."

Jeongguk laughs, dark orbs glowing with affection as he reaches down to intertwine their fingers, lifting their hands to his mouth to brush his lips to the blond's knuckles, "Let him see how much I love you baby."

The younger flushes darkly, a crimson hue tinting his full cheeks as he turns away, a string of embarrassed whines curling at his lips.

"As adorable you two are,"Jin smiles, "I really need to get a move on. Joonie said he's got Mario Kart set up for us."

With an amused nod, the young leader abides, squeezing the blond's palm in what he hopes appears as comforting action as the elder lifts his shirt upwards.

The nasty gnash upon tan skins bristles the hair upon the raven haired male's skin, his eyes darkening dangerously, grip becoming increasingly harsher.

He finds himself unconsciously pressing harshly at the younger's fingers, the soft whimper to his right notifying him of his wrongs, "G-Gukkie...h-hurts."

Spilling a string of hurried apologises, he thumbs at the red skin, heart clenching in guilt at the wedges of blue that emerges over the other's complexion.

Dipping his head, his puckered lips flutter over tan skin, peppering apologising kisses as he murmurs quietly.

"'M'sorry."he mumbles brokenly, stomach writhing in discomfort as he stares openly at the bruised skin, "I d-didn't meant to, I'm so sorry angel."

He isn't crying. No, he was the youngest leader of Korea's mafia groups and truthfully he had withstood harsher circumstances, however the guilt for harming the man he loved with all his might, tore at his mind in a clash of twisted nails.

The blond pouts gently at the desperate expression upon his lover's face, dismissing the uncomfortable flip of his own heart. Reaching out, he finds himself ignoring the pulsing pain in his fingers as he threads them into sooted locks, a fond smile playing on his lips, "I'm okay Gukkie. Doesn't hurt one bit! Pinky promise!"

Taehyung, as adorable and soft as he is, was a master of masking his own emotions. Brought up in the judgemental eyes of his parents, he had long practiced the act of dismissing jeering taunts and painful stabs. The words hurt. Hurt to the point he wished nothing but to be curled up under his many blankets with his favourite plushie clutched to his chest.

It had been much too repetitive. The orders that curl at his earlobe, a never ending chant in the blank abyss of his mind. His tears never ceased the onslaught of commands from his parents, rather the opposite. Snide comments of how he wasn't acting his gender and should honestly 'man up' were the supposedly 'helpful' snippets of advice thrown at him.

Kim Taehyung was a rather talented actor. Almost as skilled as Jeon Jeongguk himself.

So he doesn't struggle to paste a fabricated smile to his lips, pinky finger curled in the air. The young leader grins at the childish gesture, twisting his own finger around the other's.

"He'll pay for hurting you."Jeongguk growls lowly as he allows his eyes to rest at the wounds upon his stomach, careful this time to not release the anger upon the other's hand, "He'll regret ever setting his eyes on you, angel."

The younger rolls his eyes, a loving smile gracing his lips at the affectionate possessiveness the other held him to. He wouldn't lie and say that jealousy on the elder didn't affect him.

It was all a mess of laboured breathing and half lidded gazes whenever he imagined the firm set of the elder's jaw, coal blacks eyes burning with hissing anger. And the way he'd hold him, an arm wrapped tightly around his waist, the other fisted in warning at his side. It was so endearingly dangerous, a state that the blond was more than willingly to allow himself to be submerged in.

Jin grimaces lightly, his eyes dampening at the wound before him as murmurs softly, "You poor thing..."

Clicking his tongue to the roof of his mouth, his lips thin into a firm line, fingers thumbing gently at the damaged skin.

"It's coming together alright."he mumbles, eyes raking his patient, "Still a bit dodgy but a few days in bed can help."

The pink haired male hums, dark orbs never straying from the younger's stomach, even when he had risen to his feet.

"Take some walks to prevent any blood clots."the male advises, a warm smile gracing his lips, "And get Jeongguk here, to get whatever you need. He'll be like your personal servant."

The blond giggles, nose crinkling his amusement as he tilts his head to poke his tongue out in childish mockery at his significant other.

The elder simply rolls his eyes, lips protruded in a crimson pout, eyes ablaze with mischievous playfulness.

"Have fun now children."Jin suddenly speaks, a teasing smile playing his on his features as he makes his way to the door, "Make sure to use protection though. I don't need little taekookies running around yet."

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I don't even know where this book is going lmao. I feel like I might bring it to a slow end after smut ofc, I must corrupt your minds, it's part of the job. ;D

P.S. There will probably be no mpreg, the line Jin says at the end was just a little joke.