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Taehyung can see him standing across the hall. His smile is blinding, rivaling the sun. He smiles himself.
Jungkook has the best smile he has ever seen, his favorite.

Jungkook is in love with Taehyung for years, but is he his happiness?

"What am I?" He whispers, aloof. Empty brown eyes starting back at him. Intoxicated.
The answer is simple. And all it takes is a heartbeat with a small smile.
"An exception to everything."

There's an unsigned birthday card in Jungkook's mailbox. Just like the ones he received last year and the year before that.

"Why don't you allow yourself to feel? To fall?"
Those words halt him irresolutely, not knowing whether to turn back or go on.
"You don't know anything," Taehyung growls, jaw tight. Jungkook just chuckles, almost amused.

Taehyung realizes that the bew transfer student cares about him more than his boyfriend.

Jungkook is indifferent to his arranged husband. It doesn’t matter, and he doesn’t care about what his husband is up to until one night he hears him cry in the darkness of his room.

Jungkook has been crushing on Taehyung, his boss, for three years now. However, all his advances are to no avail because the walls around Taehyung are way too tall and strong to break through.

The thoughts of rent keep Taehyung up at night. So, he decides to get a roommate. Now, the thoughts of his bambi-eyed roommate keep him up.






























