🥀 𝟑𝟔. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

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it was midnight. Only the sound of the clock, the hum of the AC, and soft snores were heard in the dimly lit room. On the bed, two people lay together, cuddling with each other due to the coolness of the night.

Jungkook lay on her side, back facing Taehyung, who was hugging her from behind. Due to their dishevelled clothes, His strong arm was draped over Jungkook's bare waist, holding her close, his hand resting gently on her stomach. His face was nestled in her soft hair, breathing in her comforting scent, the tip of his nose brushing against the nape of her neck.

Jungkook, feeling tired and restless, twisted around, turning to face Taehyung. She snuggled into his sturdy chest, seeking the warmth of his embrace. Taehyung's arms instinctively tightened around her, one hand moving to cradle the back of her head while the other remained around her waist. She buried her face in his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, which soothed her restless mind.

Their legs intertwined once more, the heat from their bodies mingling under the covers as Their bodies fit together perfectly.

Jungkook's calm expression changed into a mild frown as a terrifying dream woke her up. She opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the dimness of the room. Sensing a sudden thirst, she gently freed herself from Taehyung's tight grip, careful not to disturb his deep slumber.

Taehyung's arm was draped heavily over her waist, his fingers curled loosely against her side. She took a slow, deep breath, mentally preparing herself to move without waking him. Delicately, she began to lift his arm, inch by inch, feeling the slight resistance as he unconsciously tightened his grip in response to her movement.

At the tight grip, Jungkook became aware of their closeness. Her heart beat as she felt the warmth of his body pressed against hers, his breath soft and steady on the back of her neck. Her cheeks flushed a deep pink as she realized how intimately they were sleeping. The sensation of his touch, even in sleep, sent a tingling heat through her.

Jungkook paused, her face growing warmer by the second, and she bit her lip. She waited for his grip to loosen again. When it did, she gently slid out from under his arm, moving as slowly as possible. She held her breath as she put his arm back onto the bed, watching his peaceful face for any sign of waking.

Quietly slipping out of bed, Jungkook glanced around the room before spotting a bottle on the nightstand. Jungkook pouted as she realized it was empty. She pushed the covers aside and tiptoed out of the bedroom, leaving Taehyung peacefully asleep. The soft moonlight filtering through the curtains cast a gentle glow on his face, making her hesitate for a moment at the door.

She moved silently through the hallway, her bare feet making no sound on the cool wooden floor. The house was quiet, save for the occasional creak and the distant hum of the refrigerator. She reached the kitchen and flipped on the small light above the sink, bathing the room in a soft, warm glow. Opening the fridge, she grabbed a bottle of water and took a long, satisfying drink, feeling the cool liquid soothe her dry throat.

As she leaned against the counter, her thoughts drifted back to the dream. It had felt so real, so vivid, but now, in the stillness of the night, it seemed to lose its grip on her. She glanced at the clock on the wall, its hands ticking steadily toward dawn, and sighed softly.

Jungkook suddenly frowned, her steps halting as she caught a faint sound from the balcony. Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head slightly, straining to hear.

Moving cautiously, Jungkook approached the balcony, her curiosity ly. She could hear hushed voices, one of them unmistakably Yuna's. A cold shiver ran down her spine as she recognized Yuna standing with someone.

Jungkook's heart pounded in her chest as she continued to listen from her hidden spot.

"I need more than just promises, Ash," Yuna insisted, "Taehyung's drifting further away every day. I can't lose him."

Ash Jinn chuckled darkly, "You won't lose him, Yuna. But you must remember, power and control come with a price. You agreed to this."

Yuna looked down, her hands trembling. "I didn't know it would be this hard."

"Stay the course," Ash Jinn commanded. "Soon, he will have no choice but to return to you. And when that happens, you'll have everything you desire."

Jungkook's mind raced as she tried to process what she was hearing. She knew she had to act, but rushing in without a plan would only put herself and Taehyung in greater danger.

Just then, Yuna's gaze shifted, and for a moment, it seemed like she was looking directly at Jungkook's hiding spot. Panic surged through Jungkook, but she remained perfectly still, holding her breath.

After a tense few seconds, Yuna turned back to Ash Jinn, seemingly unaware of Jungkook's presence. "Alright," she said softly. "I'll do as you say. Just...make sure he comes back to me."

Ash Jinn smile a cruel, twisted grin. "Trust me, Yuna. He will."

"And if he doesn't?" Yuna pressed, her tone betraying a hint of uncertainty.

"Then we will make him see the mistake of his actions," Ash Jinn replied, its words dripping with malice. "But rest assured, our plan is foolproof. His fate is sealed."

"There is one more thing we must address," Ash Jinn hissed, her tone colder than before. "Jungkook is becoming a thorn in our side. Her presence is complicating the matters."

Yuna hesitated, "What do you want me to do?"

"You need to drive a wedge between them. Find a way to make Taehyung doubt her, to push her away. Only then can we proceed without interference."

Jungkook's blood ran cold. The plot was more dangerous than she had imagined. She had to find a way to protect not only Taehyung but also herself from Ash Jinn's plans.

"I... I'll try," Yuna replied, her voice shaking. "But it's not going to be easy."

"Do whatever it takes," Ash Jinn said sharply. "Remember, Yuna, you made a deal with me. If you fail, the consequences will be severe."

Yuna nodded, though she seemed unsure. "I understand. I'll do my best."

"Good. Don't disappoint me, Yuna."

With that, Ash Jinn vanished leaving yuna alone.

Jungkook remained hidden in the shadows, her heart heavy with the weight of what she had just learned.
Jungkook's hands balled into fists, her nails digging into her palms as she struggled to contain her emotions.

"I will do whatever it takes," Yuna affirmed, her voice cold and calculating. "Taehyung will be mine again, and nothing will stand in my way."

Yuna moved back and walked towards her room. Jungkook hidden in the darkness looked at Yuna's fading figure.

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Jungkook returned to their room, her mind swirling with what she had overheard. She stood by the doorway for a moment, fiddling nervously with her fingers, uncertain of how to proceed.

She paced the floor, her cheeks puffing out in a pout as she muttered under her breath.

"Damn Yuna," she hissed, her fists clenching at her sides. "Always scheming and trying to get between us. She just can't let go, can she?"

Jungkook paused, taking a deep breath to calm herself.

"Well, she's not going to win," she declared quietly, her voice filled with determination. "I won't let her or Ash Jinn come between us."

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Jungkook stepped quietly inside. She approached the bed with careful steps. Sitting down beside Taehyung, she gently brushed his hair away from his forehead, her touch tender and reassuring.

The rise and fall of his chest calmed her nerves soon. She stayed there for a moment, silently watching him, her thoughts consumed by the need to protect him from Yuna and Ash Jinn's plans.

Jungkook gently lifted her hand, her fingers lightly tracing her husband's face, she couldn't help but admire him peacefully sleeping. The moonlight cast gentle shadows across his features, highlighting his gentle expression.

"You sleep so peacefully. It's like nothing can touch you, not even the dangers that lurk in the darkness." She paused, her gaze lingering on his relaxed form. "But I know they're out there."

Her fingers brushed lightly against his cheek with tenderness.

"I won't let them harm you, Mr kim," she vowed quietly. "I'll stand guard, even while you sleep because your safety means everything to me. I'll keep you safe from the shadows."

Jungkook took a deep breath. "I know you would do the same for me. You've always been my rock, my safe haven. And now, it's my turn to protect you."

Jungkook's voice became stronger, "Yuna may think she can manipulate you, but she doesn't know how strong our bond is. And Ash Jinn... They can't break us. I won't let anything harm you.Not Yuna, not Ash Jinn, not anyone. I'll always be here, by your side."

"Let's see Yuna try and outsmart me," she muttered, her eyes gleaming with determination. "She has no idea who she's dealing with."

She placed her hands on her hips, striking a confident pose. "If I don't teach her a lesson," she said with a playful yet fierce glint in her eyes, "then my name won't be Kim Jungkook."

Jungkook leaned towards Taehyung, her heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and affection. She hesitated for a moment, her breath catching in her throat as she studied his peaceful expression.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from his face. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin, a reminder of their closeness. The simple act of tenderness made her heart flutter.

With a deep breath, Jungkook gathered her courage and leaned in. Her lips softly pressed against his forehead and the gentle kiss stayed for a moment, conveying all the emotions she held within her.

In that brief, tender contact, she felt a gush of feelings she had kept bottled up for so long. It wasn't just a kiss; it was a silent confession, a heartfelt promise. Every beat of her heart seemed to heighten by this intimate gesture.

This kiss was their first truly intimate step, breaking through the barriers of their complicated relationship. Jungkook's lips against his skin were feather-light, yet the emotions behind the gesture were deep. She poured her soul into that kiss, silently promising to protect, cherish, and stand by him through all the trials they faced.

Finally, she pulled back, her heart still racing. The giggle that bubbled up from within her felt like a release. She quickly bit her lip to suppress it, but the giddy excitement remained.

Her cheeks flushed with warmth, and she covered her face with her palm, feeling utterly embarrassed by her own reaction. "Oh my gosh, Jungkook," she whispered to herself, "You're acting like a teenager who just got a smile from her crush."

She shook her head slightly, trying to compose herself, but the giddy feeling wouldn't go away. Despite the intimate moment she had shared with Taehyung, she couldn't help but feel her heart fluttered as she replayed the kiss in her mind.

"I need to calm down," Jungkook scolded herself softly, taking deep breaths to regain her composure. "But... it felt so nice," she admitted, a shy smile creeping onto her lips.

She glanced back at Taehyung, her eyes softening as she watched him sleep. "You're so handsome, even when you're asleep. I just want to protect you and be close to you."

Feeling some courage, she nestled herself even closer into his arms, finding comfort in the warmth of his embrace.

"Would it be wrong to want to be held by my coldie husband?" she whispered softly.

She felt his chest rise and fall steadily beneath her cheek, a soothing rhythm that matched the beat of her own heart. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she savoured the familiar scent of his cologne, the sensation of being enveloped in his presence.

"Even if it's just in my dreams," she whispered softly, her voice filled with longing and affection. "I wish I could feel you holding me, just for a moment longer. I wish I could feel your arms around me. To know that you're here, protecting me."

The sleep vanished from Jungkook's eyes as she lay beside Taehyung, her thoughts wandering to their marriage and its rough beginning. She remembered their wedding day, a day that had been memorised by force and reluctance. Taehyung had married her out of duty, driven by circumstances beyond their control.

The memory of his cold, distant behaviour on that day still stung.

Jungkook recalled the ceremony, they exchanged vows neither of them truly wanted to make. Taehyung's eyes had been hard. And jungkook, She had felt like a pawn in a game, a means to a destiny rather than a cherished partner.

His cold behaviour had been a heavy burden to bear, leaving her feeling isolated and unsure of their future.

But now, as she lay close to him, those memories seemed distant. She could feel the warmth of his body, the steady beat of his heart, and she realized how much things had changed. The ice that had once surrounded him had started to melt, giving way to moments of tenderness and connection. The small, significant gestures, like the way he unconsciously held her closer in his sleep, spoke volumes about the subtle changes in their relationship.

Jungkook smiled softly, "It's funny. I used to wonder if we'd ever get to this point, where I could feel this close to you."

She nestled closer, "I want to be the person you can rely on, just as you've become that for me," she confessed, her voice imbued with sincerity. "No matter what challenges come our way, I promise to stand by you."

Then, Jungkook sat on the edge of their bed, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the delicate patterns on the comforter.

Her thoughts drifted back to Kara, her mother's relentless declaration that she should marry Sangwoon. The pressure had been suffocating, a weight on her shoulders that threatened to crush her dreams and independence.

The memory of her mother's cold calculations sent a shiver down Jungkook's spine. Kara had never understood her daughter's desires for love and freedom. Instead, she had seen Jungkook as a pawn in a game of social climbing, willing to sacrifice her happiness for the sake of reputation.

"Mama always saw marriage as a transaction," Jungkook murmured.

"And then..." Jungkook hesitated, her voice trembling slightly as she recalled that fateful day. "Mr kim."

The image of Taehyung standing before her on their wedding day flashed vividly in her mind. She remembered the shock and disbelief when he had whisked her away to his penthouse, away from the prying eyes and manipulative schemes of her family.

It had felt like, a sudden storm that swept her into unfamiliar territory.

But the memory didn't end there. She remembered the clashing emotions when Taehyung demanded marriage. The fear and confusion had been overwhelming

"I was so scared," Jungkook admitted quietly, her eyes filling with unshed tears. "Scared of him, scared of what was happening. But..." She paused, her voice catching in her throat. "Somewhere in that chaos, maybe I saw a glimpse of his pain too."

Jungkook felt a rush of emotions flood her heart — anger at her mother's betrayal, fear of the unknown future she had faced, and a strange, undeniable gratitude towards Taehyung for intervening in his own way.

"And now..." Jungkook's voice wobbled, her gaze flickering to Taehyung's sleeping form beside her. "Now, here we are. Trying to make sense of it all."

She reached out tentatively, her fingers brushing against Taehyung's hand, "I know he did it out of some twisted sense of duty," she whispered, more to herself than to him. "But in the midst of it all, he also gave me something I never expected — a chance to find love in the most unexpected place."

She traced circles on the bedsheet absentmindedly, "He took me away from it all. Not out of love, but out of... something deeper, something I'm only starting to understand."

Jungkook's heart fluttered as she remembered the tender moments they had shared recently — his gentle gestures, the way he looked at her with concern, the warmth of his touch that spoke volumes where words often failed.

"I used to think it was just duty," she confessed quietly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "But now... I'm not so sure."

She sighed, her fingers curling around the edge of the blanket. "He protected me, yes," Jungkook continued, her voice growing steadier with each word. "But in doing so, he also showed me a glimpse of something more. Something I didn't expect to find in this marriage."

Jungkook knew that despite the scars of the past, she had found a strength within herself — a power born from hardship and a love that was slowly, steadily growing between her and Taehyung.

"I'll find a way," she whispered softly, a vow to herself as much as to him. "To heal, to forgive, and to build something real with you."

"I never thought I'd say this," she admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But maybe... just maybe, I'm starting to fall for you."

" you are not perfect," she reflected, her eyes lingering on Taehyung's sleeping form. "But neither am I. And maybe that's okay."

She remembered vividly the day they were stuck in the mystic forest.

"The mystic forest," Jungkook whispered softly to herself, a wistful smile playing on her lips. "Where we found a moment of stillness in the chaos."

Another memory surfaced — the day Taehyung had taken her side in front of his mother.

"He stood by me," Jungkook spoke, her eyes distant as she recalled the scene. "Defending our choices, even when it meant going against his mother's wishes."

Their conversations, though few and often brief, held a weight that lingered in Jungkook's mind. She remembered the quiet moments shared over morning coffee, where words flowed with a rare ease between them.

"His words," Jungkook murmured, "Each one carrying a glimpse into his thoughts, into the person he is beneath the facade."

"He's more than I first thought," she confessed quietly to herself. "And maybe... just maybe, there's something here worth holding onto."

"What if..." she began softly, her voice barely above a whisper, "what if things had been different?"

She stared into nothing, her thoughts drifting to the moments she had shared with Taehyung — the unexpected kindness, the shared glimpse, the quiet understanding that had slowly blossomed between them.

"What if we had met under different circumstances?" Jungkook mused aloud, her gaze distant as she imagined an alternate reality where their paths had crossed in a simpler, less turbulent way.

"Would we still be here, navigating this... odd marriage?"

She traced her tiny necklace with her fingertip, a small, thoughtful frown creasing her brow. "Or maybe," she continued softly, "maybe we would have never met at all."

The thought sent a pang of sadness through her heart. Despite the challenges and uncertainties, Jungkook couldn't deny the bond that had formed between them — a bond forged through adversity and unexpected moments of connection.

She shook her head slightly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Somehow, against all odds, we found each other. I don't know what the future holds. But I'm grateful for every 'what if' that brought us to this moment."

Jungkook rose from the bed with a sigh, feeling the soft warmth of the covers reluctantly leave her. She padded over to the window sill, the coolness of the morning air brushing against her skin as she settled into a comfortable position.

Gazing out at the horizon, she watched as the first rays of sunlight painted the sky in hues of pink and gold. The world seemed to awaken with each passing moment — birds chirped softly in the trees, and a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying with it the promise of a new day.

Resting her chin on her folded arms, Jungkook found herself lost in thought. The events of the past days swirled through her mind — the revelations, the moments of tenderness shared with Taehyung, and the uncertainties that still lingered.

She thought back to their conversations, the tentative steps they had taken towards understanding each other. Despite the initial challenges and misunderstandings, there was a growing sense of connection between them.

"I never imagined this," she whispered softly to herself, a small smile playing on her lips. "But here we are."

With a contented sigh, Jungkook closed her eyes for a brief moment, soaking in the calmness of the morning.

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The next morning, Taehyung drove the car through the city streets, the early morning sunlight filtering through the windshield. He stole a glance at Jungkook sitting beside him, her usual bubbly nature was replaced by distracted movements as she stared out the window.

"Jungkook," Taehyung began gently, "Is everything alright? You seem a bit quiet this morning."

Startled by his question, Jungkook turned to him, her cheeks flushing slightly as she met his gaze. Memories of the tender kiss from the night before flashed in her mind, causing her blush to deepen.

"Oh," she murmured, shortly averting her eyes. " yes, everything is alright,"

Taehyung furrowed his brow, noticing the unusual confusion in Jungkook's usual behaviour. He continued driving, his worry growing as he stole glances at her from the corner of his eye.

"Is there something on your mind?" Taehyung asked gently, his voice calm yet concerned. He briefly glanced at her again, noting the way she absently twirled a ribbon of her dress around her finger.

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Jungkook decided to open up to Taehyung about her concerns. She knew she couldn't keep this from him, especially if Yuna and Ash Jinn were involved.

"Actually," she began, her voice steadier now as she turned to face Taehyung. "I overheard something last night. It seems Yuna and Ash Jinn are planning something."

Taehyung's expression tightened at the mention of Yuna's name, his grip on the steering wheel firming slightly.

"What did you hear?" Taehyung asked, his voice serious as he focused on the road ahead while listening intently to Jungkook.

Jungkook repeated the details of what she had heard, describing Yuna's desperate plea and Ash Jinn's dreadful promise. As she spoke, Taehyung's mind raced with possibilities, his concern deepening at the potential threats posed by Yuna and the mysterious entity.

"We need to find out more," Taehyung said firmly, his eyes meeting Jungkook's with determination as he guided the car through traffic. "If they're planning something, we can't afford to ignore it."

"We should gather more information discreetly," Taehyung suggested, his voice steady despite the underlying tension. "Yuna's involvement usually means trouble."

Jungkook nodded in agreement, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the car window. "I just can't shake the feeling that this meeting could mean something significant," she admitted quietly. "Especially after everything we've been through."

Taehyung glanced at her, his expression softening with understanding. "I know it's been difficult, Jungkook," he said gently. "But we've faced challenges before. We'll handle this too, together."

Jungkook stole occasional glances at Taehyung, her thoughts drifting to how his profile looked in the morning light, strong and focused on the road ahead. A small smile played on her lips as she admired his determination and the way he handled their situation with calm resolve.

Lost in her thoughts, Jungkook found herself mesmerized by Taehyung's presence beside her. She admired how he could exude both strength and gentleness, a combination that drew her closer to him with each passing day. The way his fingers gripped the steering wheel and the subtle curve of his jawline — every detail seemed to captivate her.

Taehyung sensed Jungkook's gaze on him and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, catching her staring with a soft smile. He met her eyes briefly before returning his focus to the road ahead.

"What's on your mind?" he asked quietly, his voice soft yet carrying a calm authority.

Jungkook blinked, momentarily surprised by the question. "Oh," she chuckled softly, feeling a slight flush in her cheeks. "Just... Nothing."

Taehyung nodded in understanding, his lips quirking into a small smirk.

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A filler chapter about Jungkook's feelings.

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