Fragments of fragile heart

fragments of fragile heart part:- 47

Jungkook's breath hitched, overwhelmed by the depth of Taehyung's love. His heart pounded in his chest as he whispered, "I love you too, so much."

Taehyung grinned. "Then say it the way I want to hear it."

Jungkook looked at him in confusion before realization dawned on him. His face turned even redder as he hesitated, but then, with a shy smile, he whispered, "I love you, hubby."

Taehyung's eyes widened before his face broke into the brightest smile. "Say it again."

Jungkook laughed, his nose scrunching up in amusement. “Hubby.”

A deep groan rumbled from Taehyung’s chest. “Jungkook, do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”

Jungkook shrugged playfully. “Just returning the favor.”

Taehyung didn’t waste another second—he cupped Jungkook’s face, pressing their lips together in a deep, slow kiss. Jungkook melted into the kiss almost instantly, his hands finding their way to Taehyung’s shoulders. Taehyung hummed into the kiss, his hands snaking around Jungkook’s waist, lifting him effortlessly and placing him on the kitchen counter.

Jungkook let out a small gasp but quickly found himself pulling Taehyung closer, their bodies pressing against each other. Taehyung stepped between his legs, hands gripping Jungkook’s waist possessively. The kiss deepened, slow yet passionate, both of them lost in each other.

When they finally pulled away, breathless, Taehyung rested his forehead against Jungkook’s. “I love you,” he murmured, voice tender.

Jungkook cupped his face, his eyes shining with the same love. “I love you more.”

Taehyung grinned, brushing a stray strand of hair from Jungkook’s face. “Impossible.”

Jungkook chuckled, pecking Taehyung’s lips. “Let’s eat before breakfast turns to charcoal.”

"Breakfast can wait," Taehyung murmured, nuzzling Jungkook's nose.

Jungkook laughed, pressing a again quick peck to Taehyung's lips. "We're going to starve at this rate."

Taehyung smirked. "I can survive on just your kisses."

Jungkook rolled his eyes playfully but couldn't hide his blush. "You're ridiculous."

Taehyung pecked his lips once more. "Ridiculously in love with you."

Jungkook sighed dramatically. "What am I going to do with you?"

Taehyung grinned. "Keep loving me."

Jungkook pretended to think before nodding. "Sounds like a plan."Jungkook shook his head fondly, but the warmth in his heart told him he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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As  week passed Jungkook started working on his dream—the art studio that Taehyung had gifted him on their graduation day. Every day, he poured his heart and soul into making it perfect, staying up late sketching new ideas, painting, and curating every little detail. His passion was evident in every brushstroke, every canvas that now adorned the studio walls.

Taehyung, meanwhile, had taken up the responsibility of his family business. His parents were more than happy to see their son step forward with such determination, fully supporting his decision. Though his work kept him occupied, he never let it become a barrier between him and Jungkook. No matter how busy he was, he always found time for Jungkook—whether it was surprising him at lunch, cooking together at midnight, or simply sneaking back home just to hold him for a while.

Taehyung’s parents never missed a chance to tease their son and son-in-law. “Ah, newlyweds,” his mother chuckled one morning, watching Taehyung stare dreamily at Jungkook while he prepared breakfast. “It’s like you’re in a drama, Taehyung. Do you even hear anything when Jungkook is around?”