ββ§.Β°.β π πππππππ β.Β°.β§β


"Go away," Taehyung nonchalantly replied, his gaze fixed on his drink as he casually shook the ice. "I'm taken.β
"I don't see a ring on your finger," Jungkook responded with a smirk, his eyes meeting Taehyung's.



βI date to marry.β Jungkook said, noticing the slight shift in Taehyungβs expression.


"Does he know about us?" Jungkook's voice was low as he pressed Taehyung against the wall.
Taehyung rolled his eyes, exhaling heavily. "I'm marrying your brother, Jungkook. Get over it.β
"Not gonna happen." Jungkook shook his head.

βWhat theββ Jungkookβs eyes snapped up as Taehyung burst into his office. βEver heard of knocking?β
Taehyung grabbed the arms of Jungkookβs chair, and flipped it before climbing onto his lap, straddling him with ease. βDoes your future husband need to knock too?β

Taehyung burst through the door to Jungkook's office. "Why the hell did you agree to this marriage?"
Jungkook sat nonchalantly on the couch. "I don't mind marriage. Even if it's arranged, and especially to a pretty one like you."Β
Taehyung scoffed. "I'm not gay."


βWhatever,β Jungkook muttered, stomping off towards the kitchen. βGo kiss someone else, I don't care.β
βBaby, it's just acting.β Taehyung said, trying to reason with his husband. βI'm trying to be professional here.β


"Cut!" The director yelled for what felt like the hundredth time. "What the hell are you two doing? I told you to initiate the kiss slowly, not eat each other's faces."
"He provoked me." Jungkook murmured.

but when jungkook begins to test the distance between them, taehyung makes sure he feels it just as much.

"Get up and get ready." The mob boss stood by the bed, eyes fixed on Jungkook.
Jungkook rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling with boredom. "Why?"
Taehyung loosened his tie. "We're going on a date."
Jungkook's head snapped towards him. "Date?"






































