"Won't you give me any reward? I gladly granted your wish." Taehyung held the wrist of Seokjin who was startled out his thoughts and now trying to fly away out of the kitchen, avoiding this situation given by his husband which was somehow meant to happen.

Taehyung felt this feeling in a very small manner that Seokjin is peturbed by something, which he quitely hid it. If everything seems to be fine then why would seokjin be upset. Tae must be mistaken since in seeing Seokjin, since he granted jin's desperate wish of getting a piano tutor, then what's that thing older sees in those eyes of his spouse?

"Here?" Seokjin asked in stutter. "You grant me a wish for a reward?" he puckered his lips. "Selfish." he added, giving a gentle push on the older's chest. Taehyung raised a brow, his cheek filling up as he couldn't keep his smitten smile.

"Who ever said I was selfless?" he walked foward, his knee invading between Jin's thighs who whimpered inaudibly. He pushed Seokjin more into the corner between kitchen platform and the wall next to it.
"I'm graciously greedy when comes to you." his hands smoothly crawled on the slim waist, leaning down onto the one who still shudderly and timidly takes his husbands flirtious time.

"Honey, I had this thought once every in everytime about making love in the kitchen. Sounds inviting, right? And if the thought, then why not experience?" Seokjin's dry lips turned more drier to have his tongue moistening it. His eyes turned heavy so stared to the floor. He isn't someone who could easily digest the actions of his husband who is smooth, captivating and impeccable in looks and moves.
It must be a fiery excitement to have their moment here but not when the house is filled with members who already have caught them in shameful act before.

Seokjin peeped to sides, seeing no maids interrupting them. Then he saw the kitchen maindoors were shut tight. Taehyung must've done this and forbidden the maids to come inside. But, one more topic of concern, Seokjin is loud as well.

"Taehyung!" a voice came as an glad interruption for Seokjin.

"Thank god." Younger sighed and slipped out of narrow space between before Taehyung could confine him more.

"Joon Hyung?" Taehyung walked out to the one who called him. "You called me?"
"Yes. I have prepared the letter for summon of the piano teacher. I have written in an amiable way so he can show up as soon as possible for your wife's pleasure." Namjoon shook the neat fold paper in his hand.
"Thank you Joon hyung." Taehyung walked little closer. "May I see the letter, hyung and let me even send it to the posthouse by myself." he reached out his hand but Namjoon broke into an awful sounding chuckle, his one foot backing, he rested his hand on younger's shoulder.

"I have good English my dear brother and I can write well."

"No, that's not what I meant-"

"Ay, Don't worry about it! I'll do by myself. Just convey this message to your Seokjin."

"Okay!" younger smiled going into his room, where seokjin ran into; to break the news that would surely bring a glow up on Jin's face.

As he walked the corridor filled with weak darkness, more weakening in the fortunate light of candles, he reached to the half open doors of his room when he heard a long sigh coming from inside, having him to saunter to his spouse whose back was facing him, with his hands beating the pencil on a crisp paper. He seemed to be lost in his thoughts.

"Hey love..." No response.

"What's bothering you?" The gentle clutch on the chin, brought seokjin back to his mind. He had his eyes dimmed.

"Nothing." this couldn't vanished the curious state of his husband and so Taehyung had to push him a bit forward to share the concerning topic.

"Nothing? That thing called 'nothing', since when did it seem to have started bothering people?"

Seokjin bit his lower lip for countable times. Having his fingers run behind the ear to tuck the lock of hairs. "I have something in my mind, I tried to dismiss it through my painting, cooking but yet couldn't. It's on my head but just can't put it in words. I don't know what or how to talk about it." He paused and stuttered and fumbled on the words.

"Okay, word it out, no matter if it's pointless. I'll listen to it." Taehyung smiled nodding his head, patting his hairs. Seokjin decided to tell on it. So he breathed out.

"What if I'm a sterile?" He spilt it down with his eyes shut and opened them to thoroughly stare at man beside him.

Older found himself flying little back in surprise, but to his shrewd, he used his calmness. Well still, he had his eyes wide and his forehead creased a bit, Taehyung could see younger's hands shivering, his eyes glued on him, waiting for the answer.

"What makes you think that?!"

Seokjin looked at the window. "We've been married for almost five months, made love as good as everyday, yet I haven't feel my body giving me any news of baby." His eyes were turning red, tears on the bay. "My mother was a confident lady on me as carrier but I haven't seen doctor for years to have a reassure confirmation on it." He felt shame to hide this. "My fear is coming true, Taetae." Seokjin turned white as he saw Taehyung turning emotionless. His eyes were hiding from the confused and bit distressed ones of older. He hid his face in palm and kept crying, refusing to see any reactions.

Taehyung gulped a big sadness down and putting calmness a little, pulling wife in his chest, might not in comfort. "Don't make any assumptions and get yourself troubled. We'll try till our passionate love is alive. If a child not in our fate, then all left is to accept it. In the end we'll have each other." He tried to be as warm as to be used for convincing.

"Your said way is so beautiful but I would always have this void emotions weakening me for not giving a heir, it's going to eat me everyday. Even if you say in very bright side, but to be truthful, you'd be broke by it too. No, I can't face the future. I can't think of facing you and your family. It would change your love for me as well." This sentence had him sinking deep into depression. His tears were falling on his lovely cheeks to on the nightdress shirt.

Taehyung was getting disappointed by this topic that they were speaking on. He never likes to talk about failures, downfalls or things that linger on his head for no good. He avoids the trouble till the time when it's dead end of accepting.

"Let's leave this on time, shall we?" now his voice turned sharp and colder, he wiped the tears from younger's cheeks and had his hands taking away the scribbled, wrinkled paper and pencil from Seokjin's hands and tucking him in comfortable bed.

"Don't think of it too much. Rest." He picked himself up from side of bed when his wife held his arm. "Don't leave. Stay here." Seokjin muttered.

"I need to finish the work." he didn't looked at Jin when he said it and left him in the hands of cold. Seokjin knew this discussion out of sudden, disappointed Taehyung but sooner or later it had to be brought out, and now seeing the reaction from his husband, he decided to throw this topic more into the future. They'll see.

Letting the tears sit in between of his closed eyes, Jin went into tired sleep.
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Taehyung was thinking of what they talked about. The converse that he was showing the possible positive side, seemed to peturb him now. He decided to re-read the papers he already thoroughly went through. All he needs is to be free from his mind and so he hurried in work.
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He has huge strong family that needs to have a heir to get it more stronger and stretched to the future generations. The Kims businessmen. All of the kims would be in great utter disappointment if he won't bring a child. His father who is in depression, once said that he might be cured by getting a grandchild. And if Tae won't offer, then a huge stigma would be splashed on him and Seokjin. He'd be blamed but less than his wife who was suppose to be a carrier.

He distinctly remembers how he got a very distorted upset face from his family for he was first member to marry with same sex person. But they dissolved their mere yet annoying distaste and accepted Seokjin when they knew the magic this beauty that they couldn't take their eyes off ; encroached something called 'male preganancy'

He was never interested in opposite sex, so understanding that, his supportive father eventually agreed and thus his mother brought him a beautiful boy to marry, while convincing the rest family as well with one whistle to blow ''He is carrier and most captivating beauty one could ever see.''

"Taehyung is bringing a man who can get pregnant, above that the boy he is marrying, is a stunner, one everyone tried their luck to win him. But, beauty in surety, decided to marry my son. No women will adorn my son's profound handsomeness than Seokjin's rare beauty himself.' He remembered his mother's words.

Looking back at that family who often turns their back when odds are against, shouldn't concern Tae when he can't stand up to expectations, but what about personal his desire? A personal undying love to have a child to raise. He isn't begging for a child as a card of his manliness or to display it to his royal family tree but to have his own love he restored in him for his offsrpings.
He has his heart ringing for thinking of days when he'd see Seokjin heavy with his child, ohh to watch them grow!
And to add anothet matter of concern, he has a society to look, who's gonna give them names if Seokjin and him will step out of the track.
Again, he mustn't give a flick of an eye to those who don't help or have nothing to do in his success, his personal life, but being a public figure that he is and member of elite as well, he needs to look after those people too whose gonna ask him some questions.

No, he shouldn't bring everyone even to himself the thing he fears. Seokjin shouldn't be addressed as a chagrin or imperfect partner, that he isn't. No Seokjin must be hidden from such. He don't deserve it.

And if-even if he gets through all of that, because he is mentally strong, but his relation with Seokjin might get a crack. Even though he is darn confident on his love for Seokjin will never change, no matter whatever dismay comes, but just a small void would fear heart and live in their life. Especially to Seokjin who's always in the garden of happiness, never exposed to hardships, raised in very calm, tranquil nature. This frail, weak seokjin would take all the blame.

'And why am I thinking of all this and getting myself frustrated now? Who has seen the future. My parents might be playing with their grandchildren in near future. Seokjin might give birth to the many of our children. I know, since seokjin stepped into my life everything has touched the fortune. Everything on it's good time. He's my guide for luck.'

The distressed body shaking and squeaking his swivel chair stopped as he paused his all overthinking. Things felt much lighter and good when he brought a bright positive attitude for this matter.

Whatever he thought that had him feeling relieved should be shared with Seokjin who he left coldly. Regretting it, he packed up the files, blowing the candles and walked back to his room to have Seokjin comforted.

"Honey." Seokjin could feel his worry going away when the customed warmth in his husband's voice rung. He thought, he had to apologize Tae for bringing him into upsetting converse which made him cold. But, he could feel the load on heart lifting when he heard Taehyung being all soft made his heart fluttered and he turned around and looked at him.
Taehyung just melted when he saw how quickly his wife turned, must be waiting for to get some of that coldness to be dissolved.

"Taetae?"

"I'm so sorry for leaving you like that, jinie." Seokjin shook his head lifting his body to sit but Taehyung joined him, gently pushing down to the supple mattress and softly fondling his face.

"We should worry on what you said but that time when there's no ways left. Now we are young, full of blessings, we still have good time and possibilities, so no need to rush over things and bring unwanted sadness, hm." He kissed his cheek who calmly listened the deep velvety voice bringing utter warmth. "Please, don't cry on this again, okay?" Seokjin nodded.

"Forgive me, I just worried you." Jin softly spoke.

"You worried me with those big tears taking your smile." He could transparently see the gloom in beauty's eyes still glistening.

"Ah! you know the letter has been written and sent to the pianist. He'll be here soon! Now smile for me..." Taehyung changed the topic.

Seokjin smiled brightly, sniffing back his tears and snaking his hands around older's neck. Taehyung leant and connected their lips tightly.

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Few days later.

"Are you sure-your pianist will be here today? Did he confused us with the dates? Tell me fast, I have painting left to be done!" Jimin nagged. "The tea is getting cold, I won't be warming it again." He huffed.

"Jimin, go and get your painting done, nobody begged you to stay here, you're here by yourself." Taehyung dead panned.

"Is he coming?" Seokjin muttered staring at the doors for a man to show up who was supposed to be here at 10 in the morning but now it's 6 in the evening.

"Oh, take this lunch back into the kitchen and serve something dry, lousy snacks to that man who doesn't know anything about punctuality! How can he stay at london, amongst those gentlemen?" Jimin breathed out again, ordering the butler.

"Hah! Are you talking about Namjoon sir?" Seokjin asked, his eyes wide in dramatic way.

"Huh! no!" Jimin swiftly shook his head, wide eyed. "He's surely a gentleman. My words were for your piano teacher!" Seokjin tittered at Jimin's sudden tamed voice.

Jimin was salty for he wanted to finish his art that was after a good time painted inside the lines and blend the colors well. He planned to show it his dear Namjoon. This kid. But his darn planned was soiled!

Jimin clicked his tongue again.

"Now Jimin!" Taehyung was done with his brother's annoying voice, ringing for no good.

"There must've been some hindrance caused." Seokjin spoke to Jimin.

Taehyung suddenly stood. "Here you are!" causing Jimin and Seokjin to stop their chatting and stare at the two men showing up.

One was Namjoon and with him was man with awkward hands and small smile, but quite handsome he was. His lips were toyed again and again by the tongue and teeth-is he nervous?

He had a very good height, impressively taller than the man Namjoon. His had pale white skin, but appearance Innocent, his eyes were dark and drowsy. He just seemed to be quite discomforted and disturbed of his own.

"Meet him, he is my friend and a really good pianist!" Namjoon looped arm around his neck who flinched on his feet, his hand rubbing the luggage bag's handle, while a small un-still cold smile lingering. He shifted on his feet. "He's a on demand artist. His shows always housefull and full of well known faces." Namjoon boasted, his arm looped around, wriggling the man in an excitement who gave a modest bow.

"Nice to meet you." He was calm in his voice.

"Gentleman, you didn't said your name." Taehyung said walking to him and taking his nervous hand for a firm handshake. Namjoon chuckled.

Jimin scoffed and whispered in seokjin's ears. "Quite beautiful he is if I am must to say, but why he looks like he haven't seen humans before. So nervous, that he forgets his own name."

"Probably social anxiety." Seokjin whispered, Jimin hummed.

"My name is Choi Soobin." he bowed again. Everyone replied him with a smile.

"Mr choi, meet my Seokjin, he is the one that needs a pianist." Taehyung reached his hand for Seokjin who walked to him and bowed to his new teacher.

"Seokjin-ssi, I'm more than glad to be in your need." He just stood when Seokjin was about to reach out his hand for shake but immediately held it back.

"Thank you for coming." Kim Seokjin smiled. Soobin who saw the hand reached out for handshake, dropping down, he took the hand and shook it. Getting another pretty smile from that beauty.

"Let the butler show you your room. Let's meet for dinner at 7. Have rest till then, you had long journey." Tae said. Pianist followed the butler and didn't handed him the luggage, butler was humbling helping for. Everyone saw him going upstairs.

"Apologies for bringing him late, the boat was delayed." Namjoon spoke.

"Aah, no worries." Taehyung said. Jimin's anger vanished when he was given the reason on why his painting was being waited. This wasn't done purposely.

"He looked like he is new in practising smile." Jimin stated, talking about that pianist.

"You see he is bit cold. It's his nature. But, as time will go and he'll be used to of your people and this home. He'll blend well. It takes time for him to talk with people that he meet for first time." Joon said. "When I met him for the first time, I was frustrated by his coldness as well. But he struggles to break ice."

"Aah" Taehyung nodded. "Jimin, don't get him mad okay, he needs to get adjusted first, don't make him feel uneasy." Tae pointed at Jimin who rolled his eyes.

"I haven't done anything."

"Ohh really? Who was the one that was so mad, ready to snap at our guest for being late without knowing the reason behind his inconvenience."

"Oh Jimin, you were bothered. Well I'm sorry, I explained-" Namjoon was interfered.

"No, no!" Jimin chuckled. "Hyung, I wasn't not bothered. What are you talking about?" He glared at his elder brother and ineptly smiled at Namjoon.

"We'll make him feel home." Seokjin said to Namjoon.

"Well, Soobin might won't say what things he needs or want to be adjusted rather staying in discomfort by his reserved nature-so I must go and ask him as he's our guest and would be here for good time, now." Namjoon said.

"You're familiar with his nature. It will be good you do so." said his younger brother, Tae. "Jinnie, make something really sweet and rich creamed for today's desert. He should be welcomed with warmth." Jin smiled.

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They had their dinner and nobody spoke as they saw how quietly Soobin descended from stairs and sat for the dinner. They were feeling discomfort by a new person who don't open his mouth to make this awkwardness and unfamiliarity go away. Namjoon tried to break the unwanted silence.

Namjoon helped the pianist to open up little about his background who was stingy with words, speaking seemed to be heavy for him. His whole self was silently munching on food. Nobody for sure was frustrated by that as they were known to his natural coldness by Namjoon, already. They just wanted him to be free and feel home.
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"Can you play the piano for us?" Pianist's eyes looked at Seokjin who timidly kept a request with his doe blinking eyes. Taehyung looked at his spouse who broke the silence and later to Soobin. Older shifted to the chair a bit forward, resting his hands on table.

Choi Soobin cleaned his mouth's corners with the kerchief after when as soon he finished his desert, his now to be apprentice asked him something. Apparently, Seokjin must be waiting for him to finish his dinner so he can have a request to hear this man's infamous talent, witnessed by people of London.

"Show me the piano." His voice was straight and toneless, as expected how a cold looking guy should have. It fitted his personality. Before he stood straight from chair, getting everyone on their feet as well, he stared down at sitting Seokjin. "Ah, I must say, whoever made the desert, quite has a magical hand." his eyes roamed to all of them.

"Those hands are waiting for you to teach them piano. My wife made it." Taehyung nodded smiling.

"Oh, you're good in cooking." He said in his toneless voice, looking at Seokjin who was again getting red in the compliment as usual.

"Shall we go to piano?" Jimin reached out his hand leading him to ballroom where the only huge sleek piano takes the place alone. Everyone followed them behind with jin hoping a little on feet getting all in an excitement to hear.

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A/n:- I couldn't think of anyone but Soobin for the role of a pianist.

Sorry for late update. I'll be sure to update faster.