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Seokjin woke up with a pounding headache only to realize that he is not in his bed rather he found another man sleeping besides him.
Panic spread through Seokjin's body as the thought of being in someone else's bed other than his
Taehyung-ssi's.
He slowly creeped out of the bed and took in surrounding which seemed oddly familiar.
He turned around to look at the man sleeping on the bed, a deep sigh escaping as the man was none another than Jungkook, his best friend.

'He must have taken care of me then I was shameless passed out.'
Seokjin thought.
Seokjin went to wake up Jungkook but stopped when he sawed the time, it was half past ten.
He quickly sprinted out of the room without waking up Jungkook rather leaving a note saying he went home.
Seokjin held a cab and told the driver to speed up.
Afraid that Taehyung might be mad at him for getting home late.

"Why am I scared, he does not even cares about me, he has no right on me, we are getting divorced anyways."
Seokjin thought bitterly as the cab stopped before the Kim mansion.
.
.
.
The living area was complete dark, which made the younger think, either the butler and maids went home or were on holiday,
"but where is Taehyung-ssi",
"as if I care"
Seokjin muttered as he walked towards his bedroom.

"You're late"
A deep voice echoed through the four walls of living area, causing goosebumps on Seokjin's arms.
But he ignored the voice and starting walking again.

"I said YOU'RE LATE."
Taehyung shouted and Seokjin flinched, but still the younger held his head high and talked back.

"It's none of your business."
In a split second Taehyung was in front of the younger.

"Everything you do or is related to you is my business."

"Why so?"

"Because you're my husband Seokjin."
Seokjin faked a laugh at mention of the word husband.

"Oh, so you remember, but not anymore."

Taehyung held Seokjin's wrist in his and stopped the younger from going elsewhere.

"I'm not going to divorce you."
Each word coming out of the older, pierced through Seokjin's heart.

"Liar"

"Why?"
"Because you don't wanna be the bad guy in front of our parents, don't worry Taehyung-ssi I'll myself tell them about it."

"Seokjin I-

"What, cat got your tongue."

"I'm-

"Say it"
"That you don't want divorce."
Seokjin thought.

"I'm hungry."

"What?"
Seokjin was baffled.

"Cook me something, please."

"Why don't you ask one of your maids, besides you hate my cooking."
Seokjin sassed back as remembered, one time the older dissing his food and saying that he shouldn't be allowed to step in kitchen.

"I haven't eaten since last night."
Taehyung's voice was low when the words came out, melting Seokjin's anger in seconds.
Taehyung looks at Seokjin, who felt guilty for keeping his husband hungry, and he himself felt bad for using such card against him.
But he had no other option to dodge his husband's question plus he wanted Seokjin's attention, and was definitely starving.

Taehyung followed Seokjin to the kitchen who was busy dicing the vegetables.
The older was admiring his husband back as the younger was skillfully doing his work, Taehyung's feet unconsciously dragged him towards Seokjin and stopped behind him.

Seokjin's breath hitched as his husband's lips gaze over his neck, quickly dropping down the knife in process. Taehyung slightly bite down his neck to get the younger reaction, but the younger showed none, and with shaking hands picked up the knife continuing his work.

Taehyung's hands slide down Seokjin's shoulders to his hands, stopping him from cutting the vegetables.

"If you're thinking that you act of seduction will work on me, then let me tell you Taehyung-ssi, those days are long gone."
Seokjin snapped.

"I was not trying to seduce you, I was simply helping my husband."
The older said while shrugging his shoulders, innocently batting his eye lashes.
But he was not done yet, he turned Seokjin around, trapping Seokjin between him and the counter.

"So, that means even if I touch you, you won't feel anything."

"Yes, I won't."

"Then stop wriggling, and look at me when I ask you something."
The older took hold of his husband's chin, making them directly look in one another's eye.

"I'm not, plus move aside I have to make dinner."

"First answer me."

"Fine, I don't feel anything when you touch me."

"Even if I touch you here?"
Taehyung placed his finger on Seokjin's cheek down to his lips.

"I don't."

"And here?"
Replaced his finger with his lips, giving a peck on the younger's lips and moving down his collar bone.

"No."
Seokjin stubournly replied.

"Here?"
Taehyung pinched his nipples and started kneading them, twirling his skillful long fingers around younger's nipples, through the shirt.

"N- no- Taehy- ahh"

Taehyung dropped his hands down and moved aside as he spoke,
"I'm hungry, could you please speed up."
Leaving a dumbfounded Seokjin, who was yet to compose himself.

Taehyung smirked to himself thinking-
"And he wants to divorce me."

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♥Together forever♥

*wriggling eyebrows*

Meanwhile, a Taehyung art.