Taekook ?? "UNEXPECTED LOVE"

🎉🎊 Woohoo!!! 🍻💣🤯I'm so excited to announce that 'UNEXPECTED LOVE ' has hit over 1k reads! Thank you all so much for your incredible support!
As a special thanks, I've uploaded new smut short story 'OBSIDIAN TRIAD: THE LEASH.' It dives into some... kinkier themes, so if that's your cup of tea, I'd love for you to check it out! Please do comments! I'll definitely gonna work on part two ASAP.

"I'm giving you reasons to stick to the chapters, trail your eyes quickly only on the highlighted dialogues, and consider this a virtual hug from me!" 😊

__________

The black mansion stood as a monument to modern luxury, its sleek lines and dark facade commanding attention. Below, a collection of high-end vehicles lined the recessed garage, a testament to the owner's taste and resources. A crystal-blue pool shimmered in the morning light, offering a refreshing contrast to the mansion's imposing structure. The overall effect was one of understated power and refined elegance, a place where luxury and security seamlessly intertwined.

Alright, buckle up, buttercup, because Jungkook's two luggage just hit the ground with the dramatic thud of a soap opera villain's demise, taking steps towards. His jaw? Currently residing somewhere near his ankles. His eyes? Officially the size of dinner plates, trying to absorb the sheer magnificence of... whatever he was seeing. Taehyung, meanwhile, looked like he was one head-rub away out of his wheelchair. He's giving off major "I deal with this level of drama daily" vibes.
Jin, bless his soul, sighed the sigh of a thousand overworked moms. He snatched up Jungkook's abandoned luggages, probably muttering about the unfairness of the universe and the general lack of consideration in the younger generation. He's fuming, I tell you, fuming. Namjoon, fresh from his parking adventure, sauntered over like he's auditioning for a dramatic slow-motion walk in a shampoo commercial. Jin handed off the suitcases with the delicate touch of someone handling then proceeded to do a full-on theatrical eye roll. "Oh, the weight," he probably whispered, clutching his back. Namjoon snapped his fingers at the poor, unsuspecting workers, demanding they haul the luggage into the mansion, because obviously he's too refined for such menial tasks.

"Jeon," Taheyung said, his voice cutting through Jungkook's reverie, "Shall we go inside?" Jungkook, finally finding his voice, croaked, "Mister... do you call that a house?"Taehyung, from his wheelchair, merely hummed in response. "It's... it's incredibly huge! My entire family could live here, And we'd still have room for a bowling alley and a petting zoo!" Jungkook exclaimed, his eyes still wide with wonder.

"Then invite them as well to settled down," Taehyung replied, a hint of dry amusement in his voice. "Bring the whole town."

"Are you... taunting me?" Jungkook asked, a flicker of annoyance in his voice. "I didn't exactly choose to be brought here, you know." He finally stepped towards the entrance, his gaze sweeping over the grand hall. "Wow... it's... kind of nice, I guess.
But ...!" He trailed off, his expression morphing into one of bewildered distaste. Taehyung braced himself. He knew what was coming. "It's so... dark!" Jungkook continued, his voice rising in pitch with disapproval. "A house should be bright and cheerful! This looks like demon's lair, designed by a bat with a grudge!"

Jin, his annoyance watch his boss reaching a boiling point, subtly pinched Jungkook's side. "Oouch! Hyung!" He whispered sharply.

"Keep it down, kid," Jin murmured. "Nobody asked for your architectural critique."

"BAT Hun?!! A DEMON'S LAIR?!!" Taehyung interjected, his voice as dry as a desert.

"Huh?" JK blinked, taken aback.