❝The low-pitched sound of the air conditioner
If I don’t have this, I might just fall apart❞

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Jungkook being attacked everyday has become a part of his daily routine, Taehyung never leaving any chance to trigger his barely present patience.

Taehyung a.k.a the triple S is all killer; sexy, sassy and stunning.

Taehyung is just too much for our poor bodyguard to take, but Jungkook being the strong guy he is, loves to play with fire. 

Taehyung's orders are his obligations and he tries to make his idol feel secure and safe as much as he can.

Carrying his stuff around, making sure things go well around him and also serving whatever Taehyung needs, he carries everything, even if it's a tiny lip balm. Only the best for his idol.

The night followed with Jungkook collapsing onto his bed. He was allocated the guest bedroom below Taehyung's. For him, the room seemed more than just enough because it was so spacious, with a huge window and all things set for his comfort and choice.

Time flew by so quickly and things drastically changed over a week. Jungkook would be lying if he wouldn’t admit that he missed Seokjin a lot.

He remembered how Seokjin and he cried a little when Jungkook was done packing.

Seokjin even gave his favorite RJ plushie to Jungkook so that the younger would not feel alone. Jungkook made fun of his Hyung back then but ironically now, he held onto it in the silent room.

The silence felt comfortable but it made his thoughts wilder. Every night, he dozes off to sleep, swimming in the reality that he was in a room right below Taehyung's bedroom.

Taehyung, his favorite idol, his crush, his forever dream. 

He sat up straight as his thoughts were fully interrupted by a knock on his door. He was alert and quickly wore his earpiece before walking to the door.

He was in his casual night wear when he opened the door. It was Min Taehyung right outside his room and Jungkook's eyes widened.

Tell me this is another dream of mine.

Taehyung smirked and checked his bodyguard out shamelessly.

On the other side, Jungkook tried his best not to linger his eyes on the beautiful, honey bare legs. Taehyung was in his designer silk robe, his slender legs on display, soft cat slippers on his feet.

What hit Jungkook hard was how Taehyung's skin on the chest peeked out of the robe, allowing him to have a glimpse of the Chanel necklace adorned in his neck.

Jungkook gulped.

"Yes Sir?" He asked in a stern voice and fuck, Taehyung involuntarily closed his eyes for a second.

What does this man eat for breakfast? A fucking CD? His voice is just too good.

"Hmm...Didn’t wanna disturb but I’ll forget if I don’t tell you now."

"Sir?"

"I’m coming in." Taehyung said and poked his finger onto Jungkook's chest to push him away, right where his heart was, shooting butterflies all over Jungkook’s heart like a pro.

As Taehyung walked inside, Jungkook dramatically clutched onto his chest and smiled like a fool behind his back but as soon as Taehyung settled on his bed, facing him, he dropped his smile and stood blankly. Sadly the act didn’t hold up much when he looked at Taehyung.

"Manager-nim spoke about how I need to lose some fat for the upcoming comeback. So I thought this tough guy should be given the responsibility. Train me for a few days, workout, morning jogs whatever that is. You are helping me through this Mr. Bodyguard."

Taehyung finished, sexily leaning on his bed in a 'draw me like one of your French girls' pose.

Holy shit.

Jungkook wasn’t there, he was currently busy spacing out into dreamland. His eyes traced Taehyung’s body perched on his bed.

"Like what you see?" Taehyung asked, playing with the locket on his neck and Jungkook came back to reality and coughed, choking just a little.

"I know this robe is amazing and a little expensive. If you like that much, I can get you one, you know." Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, understanding what the idol meant.

He meant the robe Jungkook, not you. Stop drooling for God’s sake. Pull yourself Jungkook!

"Umm, huh. N-no, I mean, no thank you Sir." He panicked slightly and Taehyung chuckled at him, eyes teasing Jungkook with the constant gaze.

"So are you ready to take this responsibility? Or should I hire someone else?" He asked and Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows but this time with no confusion.

"No sir, I’m your bodyguard and your order is my obligation. I'm more than ready." Jungkook started with good confidence and Taehyung raised his eyebrows, impressed by him.

"Very well then. Night, Mr. Jeon." Taehyung greeted, getting up to walk to the door again.

Jungkook was still standing and staring cutely at Taehyung who caught him and as usual Jungkook instantly looked away.

"You really like what you see, don’t you?" Taehyung teased with a wink, leaving Jungkook with his mouth hanging agape.

This time the idol didn’t mean the robe.

The door closed shut and Jungkook dropped onto his bed, his knees wobbly just from the wink and his heart soaring like a jet plane.

Jungkook tried to operate like a normal human being but his mind replayed the wink repeatedly and he screamed into the pillow.

He had gone seriously crazy and Min Taehyung is going to be the death of him one day.

~•༻✧༺•~

Jungkook woke up before sunrise, took a shower and groomed himself for the day. 

He wore his workout clothes for the day because now mornings begin as being a trainer and then a bodyguard right after.

Oh, trainer and bodyguard of Min Taehyung, nothing else.

He memorized Taehyung's diet plans and went through his eating habits. He certainly didn't want Taehyung to get weak or exhausted from the process. Everything was set and Jungkook was confident that he could work this scheme out.

Only the toughest part was waking Taehyung up from his precious Princess sleep. 

Jungkook took a deep breath before twisting the door knob to walk into the luxurious bedroom.

Taehyung slept so gracefully, a beauty between silk sheets surrounded by soft pillows, his cute legs peeking out. So relaxed and serene.

His fists rested against the pillow that he was hugging and his long eyelashes against his cheeks, lips slightly parted and the divine curves displayed by the only clothing on his body.

If Jungkook was to transform into an anime character right now, he would have a nose bleed waterfall. Anyway, he was already drooling now.

God. He is so pretty even when he sleeps.

Taehyung was an antique gift to be embellished and to be placed delicately in a museum, just too precious and rare.

Before Jungkook could try to wake him up, Taehyung's alarm clock buzzed and the handsome man blinked cutely, annoyed by the sound which Jungkook noticed and rushed to shut it, slightly tripping.

Taehyung sat up now, lazily staring at Jungkook who passed a weak smile to cover his embarrassment. 

"Good morning Sir." Jungkook greeted and Taehyung nodded, stretching his arms and yawning.

Jungkook shivered a little at the sight, the constant panic testing him hard. Taehyung was so beautiful, so much.

"Hmm...Good morning to you too. Take me downstairs." Taehyung said in a low husky whisper, fists rubbing his eyes.

"S-sir?" Jungkook asked not understanding what he meant by 'take me' and Taehyung lifted his arms up.

"Piggy back." Taehyung stated simply and Jungkook.exe stopped working.

"Can you carry me or are you too weak for that, Mr. Jeon?" Taehyung asked, he really did enjoy teasing him.

Jungkook wanted to be the toughest guy for Taehyung, whom his idol could completely rely on. 

Jungkook couldn’t say anything back right now but he turned his back towards Taehyung who smiled and stood up to hop on.

Taehyung's impact on Jungkook was immeasurable. The bodyguard gripped onto the idol’s thighs, his body trembling at the touch.

Jungkook carefully led them downstairs, trying not to think of how Taehyung's chin rested against his shoulder and how those slender legs snaked around his waist tight.

Holy fuck, his hands, his blessed hands were holding his Min Taehyung’s bare thighs.

Jungkook had a problem. In the shining, bright daylight morning. 

He couldn't help attend to his problem either. Fuck, he was so aroused.

Not for the first time by Taehyung, but the first time being so close to his crush, holding onto his body so tight. He was touching Taehyung. The sole fact arousing his senses more.

He finally breathed and let go of Taehyung when they reached the kitchen. Taehyung sat on the stool against the counter of the modular kitchen.

"Where is the chef?" Taehyung asked and whined. He was woken up early and there was no food to fill his tummy?

Bored, Taehyung picked up a magazine lying on the counter, the face of the popular magazine being his. 

"Min Taehyung bags the award thrice in a row. A comeback expected?"

Taehyung flipped through the pages.

"I will cook for you, sir." Jungkook's voice came as time passed by and the chef was nowhere to be seen.

Taehyung nodded and his eyes followed Jungkook. His bodyguard stood behind the counter to start the stove, after rolling his sleeves up unconsciously.

Holy moly, he had tattoos? MR. JEON HAD TATTOOS.

Taehyung's eyes fixed on those mighty flexing arms, the flashy pictures in the magazine seemingly boring to him because of those tattoos.

Jungkook chopped up some vegetables and whipped the eggs in a bowl, veins flexing out as he did so. 

Taehyung closed the magazine now, deciding to dedicate all of his attention towards Jungkook who worked with the usual frown of concentration on his face.

Taehyung couldn't help but slightly drool at the sight when Jungkook flipped the omelette in the air, the egg perfectly landing in the pan again. 

His eyes traced all the figures inked onto his milk skin. The dark ink is a perfect contrast to his skin.

The food was ready in minutes and Jungkook placed it on the plate with a bowl of salad beside.

"Bon appetit." Jungkook said after passing him the cutlery and Taehyung grinned.

Jungkook then poured a glass of fresh citrus juice onto a glass. Using the close proximity, Taehyung held onto Jungkook's arm as the elder male placed the glass in front of him.

Jungkook panicked internally when he saw Taehyung staring and checking his inked arm, turning it around in full curiosity. 

Taehyung raised his sleeve up more to reveal the hidden tattoos.

"Didn't know my bodyguard has these many tattoos." Taehyung said amusedly, tracing his fingers on the designs and Jungkook's hands trembling in his grip.

Taehyung noticed and grinned, satisfied with the effect he had on Jungkook.

As he slid up the sleeve further, there was a peculiar tattoo on his lower bicep, right above his elbow.

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows, rolling it up more to have a better view of the tattoo. The imprint being very familiar to the one in his dreams.

A dragon with a sword.

"Y-you should eat, sir." Jungkook said, rolling his sleeve down making Taehyung frown. 

"Don't tell me what to do." The younger said, retrieving his hands to stuff his mouth with the food. Jungkook was worried that the idol was visibly upset because of him.

"I-I'm sorry sir...I didn't mean to.." He tried to say but Taehyung sighed and shook his head.

"It's okay Mr. Jeon. I shouldn't have touched them without your permission." He indirectly apologized but the frown was still fixed on his face.

Jungkook silently stared at him and spoke without no hesitation.

"You don't have to ask my permission for anything, Sir."

Taehyung's eyes locked with Jungkook's as soon as he said that. There was a strong admiration and trust behind those words and for a while, their eyes held contact.

Taehyung really wanted to see those dragons on his biceps but he decided to save it for later.

"I’m done. I’ll get changed to go for a run, yeah?"

~•༻✧༺•~

The running session was silent, Taehyung's air pods keeping him busy. Jungkook followed right behind, encouraging whenever the idol would want to give up.

Taehyung huffed and held onto his knees, hunching down to catch his breath.

Jungkook noticed it and ran to his side, hands rubbing his back and Taehyung stood up tired.

"N-no more." He said and Jungkook nodded, taking them to a bench on the side of the huge park.

"It's okay Sir. You did well." Jungkook said and sat beside Taehyung who focused on his breathing.

Jungkook passed him the bottle and Taehyung gulped it down quickly. Sweat and water droplets fell off Taehyung’s face. Jungkook being the caring bodyguard, took out a neat white cotton towel from the bag to press on Taehyung's face, wiping the sweat softly.

For a moment, both of them froze. Whizzing sound passed around their ears, the situation being frighteningly familiar. The feeling was not new or foreign but eerily comfortable. 

The unsettling feeling of déjà vu swarmed in, a spark tingling their nerves. Like time was a frozen bubble and they were ceaseless.

What just happened? Why does this feel so familiar? Does Taehyung feel this too?

Taehyung turned to face Jungkook, eyes filled with the same shock he had.

They stared into each other's eyes, neither of them daring to look away. They looked into each other’s eyes, wanting to find answers.

"Take me home." Taehyung said simply. Glitches of his repeated dreams flashed in, hurting his head suddenly.

"My head hurts and I forgot to take my pills again." Taehyung informed him and Jungkook could only nod.

It wasn't only him to feel such things and there was definitely something behind that feeling.

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Everyone wish our author-nim good luck! let’s cheer for a good result from her exams.

our author-nim is the most dedicated and beautiful person ever, without her this story wouldn’t have come to life. 

fighting author-nim!! 

-  kimchix0o

What in the world did I do to deserve my unnie?

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- Dippy08