"You're my new favourite
feeling."

17/12/20
Rewritten :: 12/05/24

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Third person POV

The cold winter and the snow collected by the road path, the soft gush of wind that blew over their heads, the weather looked gorgeous.

Kim Taehyung, the man in his late twenties. With pretty blonde locks and wide almond eyes, his pretty nose and kind heart. People said he had everything: house, money, jewels. But what he didn't have was love, respect and of course luck.

The blonde silently laughed backward at his own thoughts as he glanced at his boyfriend, soon to be husband;
Jeon Jungkook.

The man everybody wants. Men and women, everybody. He was kind, gentle and charming. His black charcoal orbs shining so bright under the skylight and his raven fluffy bouncy locks, Taehyung wanted to caress them.

The Chief Executive Officer of Jeon Corporation, Jungkook was rich with money and love. And luck. Taehyung smiled watching his lover walking beside him.

When he looked back in his life, the blonde was reminded by nothing but horrible memories- Of his mom who died when he was four and his father,

Who blamed him for her death. The abuse he received from his father and the family. Of the dark nights spent locked in the bathroom and the ugly bruises left after his father's angry strikes.

Taehyung gulped down the saliva at the scenes of his childhood as he stepped closer to Jungkook and curled his other hand over the Male's biceps, his lover silently pulled him closer by his waist. The action caused Taehyung to melt into the other's embrace.

For once in his life he had thought everything had come to an end. He would never be able to escape from the abuse and violence. He would never be able to feel loved and then there came Jeon Jungkook.

With his big round glasses sitting on top of his nose bone, the round doe bambi eyes so full, his round boba cheeks painted in red as he spilled the warm coffee on Taehyung's sweatshirt.

And- He still felt butterflies rumbling in his tummy when remembered how the other man panicked as he hurriedly wiped his sweatshirt with a tissue, apologising a hundred times.

Taehyung couldn't sleep that night, the raven's worried orbs and his voice resonating in his ears, "Are you okay?" The very first time somebody asked him that.

Taehyung looked up at his lover with eyes so wide, the button nose in his sight, the male giggled to himself making the other beside him stop in his tracks.

The raven looked confused at the younger, a soft smile on his lips at the silliness of his boyfriend. He raised an eyebrow playfully at Taehyung who shook his head, smiling as he tiptoed and placed a quick peck on his cold round cheek.

"I love you." The male whispered against his lover's skin as they both refused to look away from each other's orbs. Their fingers wrapped around each other's, the skin warm from the warmth even in the cold winter.

The man smiled harder at the confession of his lover, bunny teeth poking from behind his lips, eyes swimming with love and adoration for his partner. He tightened the hold on their clasped hands, raising them, his lips pecked against the soft skin of his lover's palm.

"I can't wait to make you mine." Jungkook whispered, his words making the younger blushed in furious red, ducking down his head, his heart betrayed him.

Just a week before the wedding ceremony.

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The blonde swirled around giggling, loving the pretty white dress over his figure. A little makeup adoring his face and natural crimson blush appearing on his cheeks.

His giggles resonated throughout the room, standing in front of the full body mirror, he smiled at himself. Biting his lips in shyness at his own reflection, he ducked his head down.

"God, hyung, he's so whipped!" Taehyung turned around, gasping at the foreign attention he received, features melting to one of happiness when his sight met with them.

He hurried toward them as they hugged him tightly, smiling wide. Taehyung beamed;

"Jin hyung, Jiminie, how do I look?" He exclaimed, both the males looked at him upside down, examining his figure before they screamed loud compliments at the younger.

The words caused Taehyung to laugh loudly, happiness beaming over his face.

Park Jimin and Kim Seokjin, the latter Jungkook's best friend Kim Namjoon's lover and the former his subordinate at the company. Taehyung had met them only a few times through Jungkook but looking at the trio, nobody could guess it right. The blonde male bent down to Seokjin's level as he talked with his baby bump in whispers.

"How are you doing inside, darling? Am soon going to be your uncle, you will love me right?" The elder smiled fondly at him. Taehyung loved Seokjin and his little baby bump, almost three months old. The male adores babies and couldn't wait to hold the tiny angel.

Taehyung looked at the elder with wide, hopeful eyes as he held his hands in his own. Faint memories visible in his mind.

"You fucking bring unluck to everybody! Useless bitch!" The male screamed, a struggling figure in front of him crouching in the corner, terrified and in pain.

"Hyung-" Seokjin nodded at the younger confused when Taehyung sounded hesitant, "-You will let me hold the baby, right? I promise, I-I will not bring any bad luck to them." The man uttered, voice going inaudible, the elder's eyes softened as he looked at the other beside him and watched Jimin roll his eyes.

"Of Course Taehyung. Why would I not? You are a very gorgeous man, my baby must have some of your looks too." The elder laughed, making Taehyung smile wider too. He hugged him tightly.

Startled, when Jimin threw an arm around his shoulder, he chuckled at his reflexes. Side eyeing his best friend,

"Why are you always so insecure, Tae? Your dad loves you and you've got everything since you were a baby, nobody hates you or could hurt you, your dad wouldn't let them, right?" Jimin laughed, causing the younger's expressions to fall as he smiled softly and nodded his head.

His father. The blonde shivered at the memories. Seokjin matched his expressions as he pushed away Jimin's weight from above him, making the boy sit down on the vanity stool.

"C'mon Taehyung, it's time to sprinkle Kim Seokjin's charm on you. My baby's favourite uncle should look the prettiest." The elder side eyed more glared at Jimin, who scoffed hidden behind his broad back. Taehyung smiling at his hyung, unconscious of everything going around in between the two.

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"You look charming, Jungkook." The man said as his long digits fixed the bow tie of his friend more like a younger brother, the man smiled at his hyung as he turned around to stare at his figure.

The man behind him patted his shoulder, the tiniest smirk visible to Jungkook's eyes as he also tucked a side of his lips upward.

"I have been waiting for this day for more than ten years. Do not mess up, Jungkook." The male said, his voice slipping to octave lower. The syllables, so sincere. The said male chuckled, his eyes darkening.

"Of Course, Yoongi hyung. We have been waiting for this day since forever too." The male forced pressure over his words, the other two men around them looking away from them.

"Don't include us in your "we" Jungkook." The deep voice made them turn around to face the intruder as Yoongi scoffed looking at his two other best friends.

"Namjoon, Hoseok, I swear if you mess up anyt-"

"We are here just because we are your friends, I swear I hate this betrayal in love shit, this bitch hurt as hell." Hoseok uttered, glaring at the two as he watched Yoongi laugh.

"It's because your girlfriend cheated on your tiny c-ck with a bigger one. No?" The male clenched his jaw, side eyeing the groom who snickered under his throat.

"I hate you, tangerine."

"Same pinch, sunshine."

Jungkook shook his head softly as he turned around and his charcoal black orbs met his reflection in his own eyes on the mirror, the smirk on his lips widening. The emotion swirling in his eyes covered the brightening of them as he tilted his head a little and sprinkled a little fragrance over himself.

"It's going to be fun, hyungie. I promise." The man whispered, loving the way his heart beat louder with anticipation.

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Taehyung breathed through his nostrils as he flared his hands to ease the nervousness and fear bubbling in his system, he smiled when felt his heart a little calm down, turning around on his heels.

But he flinched harder and gasped louder, heart leaping out of his throat when his sight met with those dark eyes he had hated the most. His palm turning sweaty as he felt himself took a cautious step back from the figure, the man in his early fifties noticing.

"I wouldn't strike you today son, you got a marriage to attend, right?" The man grabbed the younger's forearm who yelped at the sudden action. His eyes falling down to stare at the floor.

"Now, don't be disgraceful and behave like a good kid, Taehyung. I got a reputation to protect not like you." The man laughed, putting on his unknown fake smile, as he pulled his son closer to himself.

"Y-yes, father." Taehyung stammered, refusing to look at those scary orbs, staring down at his polished shoes, he felt tears burn his eyes, he had never told anyone about his horrible past and his abusive father, always maintaining the best father-son duo image in front of everybody.

But the more he tried to stay away and forget his father and keep his abuse minimal, the man always found ways to reach him. He just wanted to be himself on his special day, wanted to be happy. But look at his luck, the man was there to walk him down the aisle.

Taehyung pushed the burning memories to the back of his mind as he bit on his lips only to draw a little blood out of them, the younger refused to look away from the floor, walking forward like a doll in his father's hold.

The male's ears were filled with hushed whispers and a few happy cheers, the tight hold of his father's hand painful, leaving red bruises behind. Taehyung wanted to tuck his head deeper, the fear curling in his chest wanting him to hide in his closet.

But the cologne that made its way through his nostrils made him blink his eyes faster as he lifted his head a little upward, sight falling on the buttons of the wedding coat from far.

He bit on his lips, straightening his head a little with each of his steps, stopping only when his almond shy and fearful brown orbs met the stern and dark charcoal one. His senses calmed with the delicious perfumy.

His lips tucking in a pretty smile at the memories, eyes crinkling in half moon as he felt himself beaming, cherry red over his cheeks.

"Wear it often?" The man repeated, as he looked at his boyfriend confused. The man beside him stared back wide eyed and panicked.

"I-i am not ordering you, I-I am sorry. It's just-" The younger trailed off as he looked down, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. "-I just love when you wear lavender and peppermint, it calms down my anxiety and I-I feel so happy and s-safe." The blonde male looked down from the stern gaze of the other, as he curled his fist around his lover's shirt, "Sorry."

Taehyung whispered, only to be scooped tighter into his lover's arms, who laughed loudly at his scared eyes, pecking the crown of his head.

"Whatever Taehyung says, Jungkook does."

The male reached for his boyfriend's palm, leaving his father's behind, as he clutched his digits tighter into his. Eyes only looking at Jungkook's, staring at his own reflection as they refused to blink away, all the whispers sounded deaf to his ears, the pain in his forearm not painful anymore.

Taehyung felt the butterflies multiply in the tummy as the priest recited their vows and announced them as lawfully husband.

"You may kiss now." The younger stood stunned to make a move anymore, the moment so beautiful, wanting to treasure it in his eyes. The pretty ring on his finger and Jungkook's bunny smile. The mole under his lips, his crazy heart.

Taehyung wanted this one moment to never end when the betrayer tears filled his orb and blurred his sight as he blinked his eyelashes furiously. His boyfriend, now husband, chuckled softly as he felt Jungkook's thumb wiped the lone tear away.

He was free now. The abuse, the violence, the unlucky. He would be loved now. His lover would shower him in kisses and respect him, no more tears Taehyungie. The man found his head whispering to him.

But his heart didn't understand as another tear made its way down his cheek, his wet skin cupped in between rough palms, his husband smiling at him.

"It's alright, love. I will protect you from any harm. I promise." Jungkook said, nodding his head as comforting his lover, Taehyung nodded, placing both his palms over Jungkook's as he closed his eyes and tiptoed a little.

When rough lips were placed over his sweeter and softer one, the kiss, so tender and gentle, no hurry and no tongue involved. Only filled with the promise of love.

Taehyung sobbed into the kiss, more tears escaping his eyes as he held tighter on the other. His heart was smiling and calm the first time in his life.

Taehyung loves Jungkook, and he knew Jungkook would never break his promise.
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