--? The world is cruel, Mr. Kim. Don't believe me? Try seeing it through my eyes-a crowd of deceivers calmly destroying lives. Tell me, do you ever look in the mirror? Can you face that deceitful reflection? Doesn't it sicken you? Because it sickens...
Since Taehyung arrived from outside, he hadn’t seen Jungkook even once. After freshening up in the washroom of his wifey's room, he frowned and scanned the surroundings. Tossing the towel onto the balcony railing, he stepped out of the room.
Jin was working in the kitchen when Taehyung rushed downstairs, his voice laced with urgency.
--" Jin eomma, where is Jungkook?
--" He went to the study room a long time ago. Son-in-law even had his lunch there only. I haven’t seen him come downstairs since then.
Taehyung's eyes widened in alarm as he turned to look at Jin properly. The moment realization struck, he bolted toward the study room.
Jin was surprised at first but then chuckled to himself and returned to his work. Not just the household, but everyone who knew them was aware that Taehyung treasured Jungkook like his most precious gem. If he ever built a palace for Jungkook like some old kings did for their queens, no one would be surprised at all.
After assigning tasks to the house staff, Jin made his way to his room. His body felt weak, perhaps he was coming down with a fever soon. Not that it mattered. Namjoon never looked his way, but it didn’t hurt him anymore. Instead, he found solace in witnessing such devoted love right before his eyes.
Taehyung stormed into the study room, and Jungkook looked up from his book. It was a book named ‘The Iliad’ written by Homer. Taehyung let out a deep sigh of relief. Jungkook smiled softly, setting the book aside as he stood up.
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Slowly, he walked toward Taehyung and rested his head against the elder's chest. Taehyung immediately wrapped his arms around his wifey's tiny waist like a snake, pulling him close. His heart was pounding so loudly that Jungkook could hear it clearly.
Jungkook smirked, his voice teasing.
--" Are you scared, Minister Kim? Why is your heart racing like this? Only criminals' hearts beat this fast. Did you commit some terrible crime?
Taehyung loosened his hold and gently brought Jungkook in front of him, staring into his eyes. Jungkook's gaze was calm, his lips curled into an unknown yet most beautiful smile.
Taehyung collected himself and pulled Jungkook back into his arms. His voice was soft as he admitted,
--" I did commit a crime, wifey. I didn't check on you all day. That’s a serious offense. I deserve to be punished.
--" Hmm, then I’ll be the one to punish you, hubby. You have to stay with me all night on the balcony and tell me stories. Do you accept this punishment, hmm?
Taehyung chuckled, placing a lingering kiss on Jungkook’s forehead before whispering softly,
--" If this is my punishment, then I want to be punished forever.
Jungkook suddenly pulled away, a wave of discomfort washing over him. Taehyung frowned at the distance. His gaze instinctively fell on Jungkook’s lips, and his jaw clenched.
