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Rishte //Jikook// - Chapter 41
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Taehyung fists the cushion as his eyes fill unreadable emotion staring at Hoseok. His heart is feeling very heavy now. He can not handle this emotion anymore. He was trying to be understanding. But, for how long should he wait?
Hoseok gulps looking around, not understanding how to answer this question. “What are you thinking?” Hoseok asked instead of reply and walked towards Taehyung, quickly standing up to make the distance.
“Just say it,” Taehyung spoke with a void voice while locking eyes with Hoseok. Although, Hoseok didn’t say anything. Instead, he kept decreasing the distance until Taehyung’s back collided with the cold surface.
“I don’t regret it,” Hoseok replied while his eyes fixed with Taehyung. “I just didn’t know what to do. I have never seen my dad doing anything other than working.” Hoseok explained closing his eyes.
“We, mom, and I will wait for dad and eat dinner. Dad speaking only when mom asks anything and go to your room and sleep.” Hoseok held Taehyung’s hand.
“You tell me what do you want from me. I will try to do it.” Hoseok caressed the knuckles. Taehyung just glanced at their hands and Hoseok, looking at their hand and smiling.
“I…I know I’m not giving you the best. I don’t know anything about this, this marriage, and how to handle or take care.” Hoseok explained with hesitation in each word.
“Hug me,” Taehyung whispered looking down. He gasps being enveloped by Hoseok.
“I’m sorry,” Hoseok whispered and Taehyung felt his throat clogging as he lets whimper slip from his lips his pain, and fists Hoseok’s shirt while sobbing profusely.
“I’m so sorry.” Hoseok rubs his back. “I will try to be better.” He placed a soft kiss on his hair and continued to calm Taehyung.
Taehyung continued crying, letting out his pent-up emotions, all his feelings, the pain everything through tears gliding down his cheek and soaking Hoseok’s shirt.
“Let’s sleep, dear?” Hoseok asked while wiping the tears from Taehyung as the man hiccups hugging Hoseok.
“Together?” Taehyung asked looking with expecting eyes for a positive reply.
“Yes, anything you wish.” Hoseok smiled wiping the excess tears and felt his eyes brimming too. “I’m sorry for being an arse.”
Taehyung shook his head and hugged him again keeping his head on the shoulder with a long sigh.
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Jungkook smiled bidding bye to the family, who came to visit for a birthday party. The party did go as planned, giving him the satisfaction of seeing the surprised face of his hubby.
Jimin was also with him glancing at the different cars driving off the compound.
Jungkook looks back at Jimin and smiles, however, his face twists, and runs towards the bathroom while holding his mouth. He coughs throwing up his meal. He felt his back being caressed and tears fill his eyes as he empties his stomach, roughly coughing as Jimin quickly flushed before the smell reaches the nose.
Jungkook quickly rinsed his mouth and takes his toothbrush while scrunching his nose with the distaste in his mouth. He brushed his teeth looking at Jimin, staring at his stomach.
Jungkook spits the paste, “Are you scolding my sunflower?” Jungkook asked narrowing his eyes.
“What! No, it’s more like, I’m upset here.” Jimin shook his head. “You are giving troubles to your Appa, sunflower and I’m very-ouch!” Jimin held his arm where Jungkook pinched him.
“Get me chocolate ice cream,” Jungkook spoke while brushing his teeth.
“Ice cream, now?” Jimin looks at his wristwatch showing 12:13. “It’s quite late.” Jimin looks at Jungkook. “Yes, I’m going to the kitchen right now.” Jimin quickly sneaks away from the deadly cute glare from Jungkook. But not before pinching his cheeks and cooing as the male was brushing his teeth.
Jungkook walks towards the kitchen wiping his face. He saw Jimin standing in front of the fridge with crossed arms. He coughs lightly to get Jimin’s attention.
“Well, Pearl…” Jimin showed the empty container. “It’s finished.”
“So?”
“So… Tomorrow we can-“
“Did you hear sunflower? ” Jungkook juts his lips looking at his tummy. “You appa doesn’t love us. He-“
“He-hey, don’t say that. I love you both so much, more than my life.”
“Then, why there is no ice cream?”
“Hu-huh? What does the ice cream have to do anything with my love?”
“You ate it silently.” Jungkook’s eyes brim with tears as his eyes fall at the empty container.
“You didn’t want to share.” Jungkook points his fingers and sniffs.
“O-ok, calm down. I’m going, ok? I’ll get a new one.”
“Yesh, new one and a big one too.” Tears fell from Jungkook’s eyes as Jimin quickly hugs him.
“Hush, I’ll get a big chocolate ice cream,” Jimin whispers caressing his arm.
“I want two,” Jungkook ordered hugging Jimin’s waist and sniffing as Jimin wipes his tears with a nod.
“Ok, two it is.” Jungkook nods feeling a quick kiss on his lips and his husband running to fulfill his wish. Jungkook smiled walking slowly to the bedroom.
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Taehyung opens his eyes glancing next to him. However, he didn’t see the male he was wishing to see. He sighed loudly sitting up with a blank look, thinking whatever happened earlier was just his dream and imagination.
They didn’t sleep together, they didn’t hug each other, Taehyung didn’t cry on his shoulder, Hoseok didn’t console him. He didn’t apologize to him. He didn’t hug Taehyung to sleep, he didn’t kiss his hair.
Taehyung chuckled shaking his head, he steps on the floor and heard something falling, flinching in his place. He narrowed his eyes as he steps out of the room carefully.
“What if it’s a bugler in broad daylight,” Taehyung mutters, fisting his palm, ready to fight as he walks from the hall, seeing everything intact. He narrowed his eyes hearing someone coughing.
“Who…” Taehyung’s voice lowered looking at the scene with a shocked expression. He can’t believe it.
Hoseok was standing while holding a container assuming belongs to flour. However, it is empty now and all the flour is on the floor. Vegetables scattered on the counter, a pan assumed to be working on burnt omelet based on one omelet placed next to the gas. The spices are on the floor, making an irregular line. The counter is fully packed with different things from the plates, to bowls. No wonder, the spices were on the floor.
Taehyung glanced back at the culprit standing in the middle and looking back with wide eyes. “What is all this?” Taehyung points around the kitchen.
“Uh…uh…well, you uh…you see, that-um, that I-I…” Hoseok tries to find the right word. Taehyung crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.
“Uhm,” Hoseok keeps the container on the counter, however, not having enough space it falls on the floor as Hoseok stood there like a kid being scolded.
“Uhm, Jimin said that you might like it so I tried to prepare breakfast for you.”
“Jimin?” Taehyung tilts his head with confusion.
“Uh…I asked him, what to do.” Hoseok chuckled nervously.ย
Taehyung smiled, “You don’t have to do things, you don’t know.”
“He said, I should try to do anything and everything from my heart. He said you will surely like it.”
Hoseok explained remembering how he was feeling guilty for the tears. So, when he noticed Taehyung is sleeping he immediately called Jimin asking for advice as he saw their chemistry from his eyes.
“So, I thought to try this.” Hoseok points at the half-made pancakes. “I…” He looks down being dejected. He tried his best to make them as good as possible, but they didn’t come in the right shape or it’s burnt or not cooked well.
“I’m sorry,” Hoseok whispered taking the plate to throw them away.
“I ruined the kitchen too.” He mumbles trying to cross the obstacles he made himself.
Until he sensed a hand pulling the plate from him. “This is my breakfast.” Taehyung walks to the other side carefully and placed it on the dining table.
“But, it’s not good. If you want to eat pancakes. I will order it.” Hoseok tried reasoning giving half-sad smile. “I understand that you don’t want to make me feel bad. However, it’s not good.”
“Try to clean the kitchen and I want it to be back to normal when I come back,” Taehyung spoke ignoring his words.
“But, ok.” Hoseok nods his head, looking at Taehyung walking away. However, ran back.
“Don’t even try.” He spoke taking the pancakes with him while playfully throwing a glare at Hoseok, smiling at his cute husband.
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When Jimin opens the door. The lights were off so he assumed that Jungkook went to sleep. He shrugs keeping the ice creams in the fridge and breaking his knuckles, feeling tired too. He took a deep breath, opening the bedroom quietly.
He saw Jungkook sitting on the bed and looking at the sky through the sliding glass. He was hugging a pillow and resting his chin on it while humming an unknown tone on his mood.
Jimin smiled closing the door and tiptoeing to his Pearl. He back hugs the male, placing a tender kiss on the cheek. “What is my Pearl doing?” He rests his cheek on Jungkook’s cheek, giggles.
“Waiting for hubby,” Jungkook replied feeling butterflies and getting an urge to bite Jimin’s cheek.
“You are so cute, hubby. Love you so much.” Jungkook places his palm on Jimin’s neck and tilts his head to kiss his cheek.
“Someone was saying I don’t love them,” Jimin inquired remembering being accused.
“Very sleepy,” Jungkook made a cute puppy face, blinking his eyes.
“Don’t change the topic,” Jimin spoke sternly.
“See,” Jungkook keeps his hand again creating a sulking aura. Jimin raised his eyebrows. “Your Dada loves the topics more than us-hahaha,” Jimin started to tickle the mischievous soul.
“Hubby, sto-hahaha, stop.” Jungkook heaves inhaling deeply, feeling his cheeks heating. Jimin hovers over his Pearl.
“I love you both.” Jimin hugs them tightly having a wide smile. The bracelet shone with the lights as Jungkook kissed his forehead. “I know that,” Jungkook spoke making a thinking face. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
“Something you don’t know?” Jimin asked as Jungkook nods his head. “Hmm, cute, lovely, smart, angelicโmhmp”
Jungkook pressed their lips together and sighed with delight, feeling the soft tucking of his lips and the kiss deepening where faded moans getting muffled as he tugs on Jimin’s hair.ย
“Happy Birthday, hubby,” Jungkook whispered feeling light kisses on his neck.
“I want another gift,” Jimin murmurs caressing his cheek lovingly, and Jungkook smiled nodding his head.
“I’m all yours,” Jungkook replied hugging his shoulders.
Their gazes held fondness, lips drawing love flowers on the skin, nose brushing on the sensitive face. The loves whispering through their eyes, humming with delights. The muffled pleasure of having each other. The hands caress each other as they spend another night embracing one another.
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