im stayin up past my bedtime for this shit yall better comment LMFAOO jk

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Their lips were pressed together for a good few seconds, and for a moment, Jungkook forgot.

Forgot that he wasn't supposed to. Forgot that this was wrong. Forgot that Taehyung was a past lover, one he was supposed to forget. Forgot that his fiancee is probably angered and looking for him right now.

For kissing someone never felt so good before.

Perhaps it's the way how Taehyung's plump yet slender lips slotted so perfectly between Jungkook's thinner lips, and how they moved together like waves on water, lapping against each other, salted with past experiences.

Though what felt like a heavenly bath, his mind was cluttered with a storm. Forgetting things was never too easy, especially not for Jungkook. So he pulled away.

Hasty, breathless, Jungkook stumbled off Taehyung's lap, cheeks tinted awfully pink. He looked at Taehyung, who looked a little surprised himself.

"H-happy new year?" Taehyung tried, and Jungkook gave him a look which conveyed his confusion with what just happened, and then got up, heading back into the flat.

"Where are Jimin, Jin, and Yoongi? Didn't they just go to get some food or something?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung walked in as well.

He walked over to Jungkook, who was kind of stress walking. "Maybe- um- maybe they're in trouble? Or-or-"

"They're fine, Kook. I can hear their voices from downstairs." Taehyung chuckled, and Jungkook hummed, bringing his frail hand up to his lips to nip at his fingernails. But then he stopped, putting his hand down, and just picking at his jeans.

"Jungkook," Taehyung said, and Jungkook kept walking, trying to diffuse the tension of the event that just took place.

"We should go down, check up on them! Or- um- let's just. Let's eat more of the cake. Oh- it's finished. Um- l-let's. Let's just, pour some more wine, a-and-"

Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's arm and pulled him closer in, a gasp leaving Jungkook's lips as he got pulled into Taehyung's hold. "You're rambling." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked up at him, blinking timidly.

Taehyung wiped the bottom of Jungkook's lip with his thumb, and Jungkook shied away, but then Taehyung plopped down on the couch, dragging Jungkook onto his lap with him.

"Tae.." Jungkook said softly, and Taehyung kissed his exposed neck, and started kissing up his neck, down his jaw, and then one softly on his lips. Their hands linked, and Jungkook found himself kissing back.

Taehyung placed his hands on Jungkook's waist while Jungkook gripped his collar, kissing him back, lips moving fast. He felt Taehyung nip at his bottom lip, and then gasped inwardly and pulled away, rolling off and stumbling off his lap again.

"Ah- n-no- what am I doing?" Jungkook said, and Taehyung stood up, sighing.

"What you want to do." Taehyung said, and Jungkook shot him a look.

"I'm engaged, Taehyung." Jungkook mumbled, and Taehyung walked up at him, laughing a little.

"I'm not letting you stay with him." Taehyung said softly, and Jungkook frowned, stomping his foot, making Taehyung smile a little.

"You don't get to decide what I do, mister." Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung grabbed his hand, and then pulled his ring off.

"Tae-" Jungkook started, and then Taehyung flung the ring onto the sofa. "Jungkook, let him off your mind for a little-"

"Oh my god, Taehyung!" Jungkook snapped, jumping onto the couch. "That was like, 80,000 dollars! Don't just throw it-"

"It was what?!" Taehyung said with his eyes going wide. "Jesus Christ- find it!" Taehyung said, and Jungkook huffed at him, and then picked the ring up.

"We could sell that thing and buy first class tickets, Jungkook. Don't give that back." Taehyung said, and Jungkook scoffed at him.

"First Class is overrated anyways. It's just like.. more comfortable seats and way more food." Jungkook mumbled, putting the ring back on. Taehyung pursed his lips, and Jungkook sighed.

"Okay, it's like, amazing and I always eat too much, but still! I-I'm not giving this ring back- I'm keeping it." Jungkook said, and Taehyung grinned.

"Smart. You can sell it and we'll get rich-"

"Taehyung no. I'm keeping it, because I'm still engaged." Jungkook said, and Taehyung suddenly sighed.

Jungkook squeaked out in surprise when Taehyung lifted him up all of a sudden, and then placed him on the couch. "You're going to go talk to him and tell him how you feel. If, by some miracle, the old man still wants to be with you and is willing to truly change and never hurt you again and treat you like how one actually treats the one they love, then you can think of going back." Taehyung said, crouching down in front of him.

"B-but he won't do that.." Jungkook mumbled, and Taehyung saw his pretty lips shape into a little pout. "He's mean.."

"I know, baby. No one should be mean to Jungkookie." Taehyung said, and Jungkook sniffed.

"I-I don't even do anything, a-and get yelled at sometimes. He yells at me for everything! If I cook, if I don't cook, if I clean too much, if I don't clean, if I talk to people, if I breathe. He just- ugh! He has anger issues!" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung nodded, sitting down beside him.

Jungkook's little hands shaped into balls. "Who gave him the right to call me chubby? I'm not even chubby! And even if I am, who cares? He only cares about my body!" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung scooted closer to him, humming.

"So so mean."

"I know! Why couldn't he just- ugh- get down on his knee to propose to me?? We'd been together for 2 years! Couldn't he at least show a little bit of love! Called me babygirl this and princess that and- ugh! Doesn't he know that I have a dick! I'm not a girl!" Jungkook groaned, and then Taehyung chuckled a little.

"Oh, dollie, how did you live with him?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him, eyes going big.

"A-and- he-he's so mean, Taehyungie.. All I-I said was I didn't want to b-be with him- and he punched me in t-the stomach." Jungkook said, and Taehyung's fondness disappeared for an angered, darkened expression.

"What?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook lifted his shirt up, revealing his tummy, which had a bruise on it.

Taehyung looked at it, and Jungkook saw how a vein thickened in his neck. Taehyung stood up.

"Don't get mad." Jungkook said fearfully, and Taehyung snickered, hands growing angsty. "I'm not mad. Why would I be mad? Do I look mad? Am I- I'm not mad." Taehyung laughed a little too hard, and Jungkook gulped.

"Taehyung, you're mad." Jungkook said, and Taehyung laughed harder, hands tightening.

"I'm not mad, I'm just- I'm-" Taehyung started, and then stormed to Jimin and Yoongi's bedroom.

Jungkook heard a shout of "Fucking bitch!" and then a snap and crash. And then Taehyung walked out with a broken lamp.

"I broke their lamp." Taehyung said, eyes growing big. Jungkook burst into giggled.

Taehyung walked up to him, and then placed the broken lamp pieces on the floor, sitting down beside Jungkook. He lifted Jungkook's shirt up again, and saw the bruise on his flat stomach. "God.." Taehyung mumbled to himself, closing his eyes to keep calm. "How- why would anyone do this?"

"P-people just like hurting me, I guess." Jungkook giggled sadly, and Taehyung snapped his head up.

"People are also stupid and don't know pureness when they see it." Taehyung said, and Jungkook blushed, bunny smile coming out.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, and then felt his eyes twinkle a little. Jungkook ran his hand on the span of his shoulders. "Your shoulders are so broad now," Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked at him with a slight grin.

Taehyung let go of his shirt, and Jungkook scooted closer. "Tell me, Taehyungie. If I.. leave Chris..." Jungkook trailed.

"When." Taehyung corrected, and Jungkook sighed a little, but continued.

"Will you.. perhaps.. be willing to help me? P-protect me?" Jungkook asked softly, and Taehyung placed his hand on Jungkook's thigh.

"Always." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook blinked in confusion. "Because if, for some reason, you decide to stay with Chris and not come back to Korea, I'll stay here with you."

"Taehyung, you can't do that." Jungkook said, but Taehyung smiled. "It's my decision, Kookie. Don't worry about it. I always want to protect you."

Jungkook leaned in a little, their lips awfully close. "Protect me." Jungkook squeaked again, and then reached in to press his lips to Taehyung's- and then they both heard a loud noise.

Bang.

Both their eyes widened, and they scrambled off the couch. They heard loud footsteps and voices, and then the door of the apartment burst open and Jimin, Yoongi, and Jin rushed in, closing the door quickly.

"What the hell was that?" Taehyung asked, and they gulped nervously. "Fireworks." Jin said, and Jungkook frowned.

"Also, totally not related at all to the sound whatsoever- but there's a dead man in our flower shop." Jimin said, and Jungkook's eyes widened.

"There's a what?!" Jungkook cried, and Jin rushed towards Jungkook, who looked distressed.

"Okay- it's not our fault! This guy came in, started threatening to shoot us! Said we had to come back to Korea- a-and- then he was gonna shoot Yoongi, so I shot him." Jimin stammered, and then there was a bit of silence.

"The man was sent by your father, Jungkook." Jin said, and Jungkook paled.

"W-what? I though- I-I thought he was in jail?" Jungkook stammered, and Jin frowned, and then looked at Taehyung.

"..You didn't tell him?" Jin snapped, and Taehyung glared at him, and Jin looked back at Jungkook. "Jungkook, your father... escaped from prison. He went into hiding for a year, and then resurfaced with a whole other mafia. And, guess what?"

"What?" Jungkook asked fearfully, and Taehyung sighed.

"Jungkook you have a brother."

Jungkook froze.

"I have a what?!" Jungkook cried, and Jin tsked, looking at Taehyung.

"Did you tell him anything?" Jin asked, and Taehyung looked away.

Jungkook was still frozen. "Wait- I-I have a brother?" Jungkook squeaked, and Jin looked at him. "Did you know?" Jungkook asked Jin.

"I found out only last year." Jin said, and Jungkook then looked at Taehyung, eyes growing dark.

"You knew?" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung put his hands up, standing up, stepping over the broken lamp to step back.

"Okay, listen- I didn't want to burden you with knowledge that would only stress you out!" Taehyung said, and Yoongi frowned.

"Yo who the fuck broke our lamp?"

"Right, knowledge that I have a whole brother?!?!" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung gulped, looking at Jin.

"He's your half brother, Kook." Jin said, and Jungkook closed his eyes, taking a pillow and hugging it for comfort. "Who is he?" Jungkook asked, and Jimin looked at Taehyung.

"Did you break this lamp?" Jimin snapped, and Taehyung ignored him and Yoongi, and walked over to the couch.

Jin sighed for like the 7th time. "Jeon Jiroki. Half Japanese. 24." Jin explained, and then looked at Jungkook. "Apparently your father used to go to Japan for a month every year, and we assumed it was for business, but he had a whole other family there."

"What about the mother?" Jungkook asked, and Jin rolled his eyes. "Prostitute, ran away with some Spanish dude. Irrelevant." Jin said, and Jungkook pursed his lips.

"Well.. I'm not involved in any of this, right?" Jungkook laughed, and Yoongi sighed, sitting down.

"You wish, Kookie. Jiroki is another version of Junghyun, if anything, a little worse- because he's smart. He's somehow convinced your gather that he's old and can't run the mafia scene anymore, and should allow his son to be the mafia leader."

"Oh.. great! Jiroki can be the next mafia leader, I'm good." Jungkook smiled, and Jimin laughed.

"He wants to meet you, Jungkook. Wants to have you working with him. Something about family bonding or some shit." Jimin said.

Jungkook scoffed. "Well does he know I'm a brainless twink who gets scared of shadows??" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung frowned.

"Hey, don't say that Kookie-" Taehyung started, but Yoongi cleared his throat.

"No. He doesn't. I think he's got you and Junghyun mixed up, because he sent a dude with a proper gun to tell us to get you there. Either way, you're going back to Busan whether you like it or not, pet." Yoongi said, and Jungkook groaned, and then covered his face with his hands.

"Why is my family so fucked up?!" Jungkook cried, curling up into a ball on the couch.

"In the good news.. you have some family you could possible relate to? I don't know.. honestly I've seen this Jiroki guy, and he seems really cunning. Kinda scary. Heard he's killed more than 50 people at once." Jimin said, and Taehyung scoffed.

"So have I." Taehyung mumbled, and Jimin pursed his lips. "Shut up. Anyways, he's kind of hot, actually-"

"Hey," Yoongi snapped, and Jimin giggled. "What, it's true!"

"Thanks for that information, Jimin. Anyways- I-I honestly- this whole thing is hurting my head. Jin's back. Namjoon's out. My dad's out. I have a half brother. Next thing I know- my real brother will be alive!" Jungkook laughed sarcastically, and Yoongi gulped, sitting up.

"About that.."

Jungkook frowned. "What?! Don't fucking tell me-"

"Nah, we're kidding. Junghyun's dead. But.. anyways. It's getting kinda late. Me and Jimin will go hide the body, why don't you guys just stay here tonight?" Yoongi asked, and Jungkook yawned.

"I think I need to. Don't have anywhere to go to." Jungkook giggled, and then curled up on the couch, lying down on it.

He looked really sleepy, and both Jin and Taehyung looked at him fondly as Yoongi and Jimin walked out with shovels.

"Taehyungie, cold." Jungkook said in a squeaky voice, and Taehyung grabbed his jacket and draped it over him, and Jungkook smiled a little and then drifted off into sleep.

They both waited for a few seconds, and then Jin grabbed Taehyung and pushed him to the side. "How much have you not told him?"

"Hm.. let's see.. I haven't told him anything." Taehyung said, and Jin scoffed.

"Taehyung.." Jin trailed, and Taehyung sighed. "Jin, I didn't think he needed to know!"

"Well firstly, I think him knowing he has a half brother is very important information. Knowing Dokeun's out of prison is also very important. Knowing you faked your death so he could go to America without you was also quite vital. And did you tell him about how Dokeun-"

"No, I don't want him to hate me." Taehyung snapped, and Jin rolled his eyes. "He won't hate you, Tae. He knows you had to do what you had to do. The only person who hates you is Namjoon. And I'd say you received your punishment. You were in prison for 6 months too-"

"Yeah, I know. It sucked. I had to stay there for 3 months alone. Can we move on?" Taehyung snapped, and then Jin hummed.

"What's up with this Chris guy?" Jin asked, and Taehyung shook his head. "Don't ask."

"He's 40? Wait, has Jungkook always been into older men? Oh my god.." Jin trailed, eyes going wide, and Taehyung smacked his head.

"Not that old, weirdo! Before he told me he wouldn't date anyone older than 5 years or so. But Chris was more like a sugar daddy at first, and then they got engaged."

"Bitch, engaged?!" Jin snapped, and they both heard Jungkook whine softly on the couch, probably interrupted his sleep, so they spoke softly again.

"Yeah, engaged. His ring, by the way? 80,000 dollars. Chris also bought him a yacht. And his closet, jesus fuck it's all designer-"

"Oh my god, maybe this Chris guy isn't so bad! Is he single now?" Jin asked, and then laughed when Taehyung glared.

"You're hopeless. Anyways, I'm sleepy too. You can go sleep on the study room couch, I'll sleep in the living room." Taehyung said, and Jin nodded with a small grin, and then walked into the study room.

Taehyung walked towards the living room, and then grabbed a cushion from the couch and put it on the floor, sitting down on the hard carpet floor, uncomfortable already.

Jungkook moved a little in his sleep, and Taehyung reached up to stroke his cheek with his finger. "Beautiful." Taehyung whispered, and then leaned down, kissing his forehead. "My dollie."

Jungkook's eyes opened ever so lightly, and he looked confused, looking around sleepily. "Taehyungie.. s-sleeping on floor?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung smiled a little, noticed how Jungkook started talking a little baby-like when he was sleepy. It was rather cute.

"Yeah.. it's fine, baby. Go to sleep."

Jungkook gripped onto Taehyung's big hand, putting it on his cushion and then sleeping on it, humming. "Baby.. go sleep." Jungkook squeaked, and his eyes drifted shut again.

Taehyung paused, not being able to move his hand out of pure fear of disturbing Jungkook's sleep, and then sighed. "God- I'm so in love." Taehyung mumbled to himself, and then kissed Jungkook's forehead again.

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i honestly thought this book would end by 15 chapters when i started writing it now i think we might need 4 more books and a prequel