#taekookau Taehyung burst through the door to Jungkook's office....

• arranged marriage
• ceo jk
• light angst
• hurt/comfort
• fluff
• jealousy
• happy ending
Taehyung stiffened, his irritation flaring. "I don't want to."
Jungkook's smile remained, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Just come here."
Taehyung exhaled sharply, rolling his eyes.
The moment he was within reach, strong hands gripped his arms, and in one swift motion, he was yanked down—his breath fluttering as he found himself seated on Jungkook's lap.
"See? That wasn't so hard, was it?"
"Do you have any plans? For Valentine's?" Jungkook interrupted, his voice unexpectedly soft.
Taehyung let out a sharp scoff, still trying to process the sudden shift in conversation. "Where's this coming from now?"
Taehyung frowned, his brows knitting together. "No."
Jungkook's gaze flickered with something unreadable. "So, you're not dating anyone?"
"No," Taehyung replied.
Taehyung's breath caught in his throat. His face flushed instantly, heat creeping up his neck. "W-What? No!" He struggled,
Jungkook's laughter echoed through the office. "Why not? I'm single, you're single—what's stopping us, baby?"
"Don't call me that!" Taehyung snapped, his glare sharp.
Jungkook leaned in slightly, his grin never fading. "I can tell when someone's lying, angel." His voice was filled with amusement. "And do you have any idea how many people turned gay for me?
Taehyung let out an exaggerated scoff, rolling his eyes so hard it almost hurt. "You're anything but attractive, you..." He faltered, scrambling for an insult. "You're s-so ugly."
Before Taehyung could come up with a retort, Jungkook reached forward,
The sudden proximity made Taehyung freeze, his pulse stuttering as Jungkook's fingers brushed a few stray strands from his eyes.
"Listen," Jungkook murmured, his voice dropping just enough
Taehyung's cheeks flamed at the implication. "T-Test what?" he stammered, hating the way his voice betrayed him.
"If you like me or not." Jungkook smirked, tilting his head slightly.
Jungkook barely budged, only tightening his hold. "We're going to get married anyway. Why are you being so stubborn?"
Jungkook let out a slow sigh. "My sister is already in a relationship," he said flatly.
Taehyung's eyes widened. "What the fuck—no!" he shot back. "Fine! I'll marry your other sister, then."
Jungkook chuckled. He reached out, lightly booping Taehyung's nose.
Taehyung's mouth opened, then shut, his irritation flaring at the realization.
Before he could come up with another excuse, Jungkook smirked.
Taehyung's annoyance was written all over his face. "I am not gay."
"Surely," Jungkook murmured in amusement.
Taehyung's eyes narrowed. "You don't believe me?"
Taehyung scoffed. "I will never kiss you."
Jungkook only grinned. "Figured." He leaned in just a fraction. "How about I kiss you then?"
Taehyung's breath hitched.
Before he could say anything else, Jungkook moved.
In an instant, Taehyung found himself flipped over, his back hitting the couch as Jungkook hovered above him.
Taehyung's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. "What the fuck are you—get off me!" He thrashed, but Jungkook's hold was firm.
"Don't lie to yourself, baby." Jungkook's voice was barely above a whisper,
"I d-don't! Fuck you!" Taehyung snapped, the heat spreading further across his face.
Jungkook chuckled, leaning in even closer. "Well," he murmured, biting his own lip teasingly, "I might let you."
Taehyung's breath caught.
His mind went blank, his body frozen beneath Jungkook's firm gaze.
He couldn't think, couldn't speak—
"Come on, angel," Jungkook coaxed, his expression softening. "Just one kiss, hm?"
Taehyung swallowed hard, struggling to hold onto his composure. "Why are you so obsessed with kissing me?"
Jungkook hummed, his fingers brushing against Taehyung's jaw. "Baby, it's just our lips touching," he whispered, his voice sending a wave of warmth straight to Taehyung's chest. "It won't do us any harm."
Jungkook noticed. Of course he did.
Taehyung looked up helplessly, their eyes locking, his breath coming out uneven.
Taehyung froze for what felt like an eternity.
His heart pounded against his ribs.
And then, after an internal battle, he gave the smallest nod.
Jungkook's smirk grew wider.
Taehyung's heart jumped.
Heat crawled up his neck, spreading to his ears, then lower—igniting something dangerous, something he refused to name.
Taehyung cursed himself—hated himself, for the way he instinctively responded.
And then he felt it—Jungkook's hand slipping beneath his shirt, fingers ghosting over his stomach in slow, deliberate strokes.
Panic struck him almost immediately.
Taehyung jerked back so fast he nearly knocked Jungkook's chin. "S-Stop, I—uh..." he stammered, words fumbling over each other.
"I need to go—uh… somewhere," he blurted out, forcing a nervous chuckle. His hands scrambled against Jungkook's chest, pushing him off as soon as the grip loosened.
His pulse pounded in his ears, his only focus on escaping before Jungkook could notice the slight—humiliating—bulge pressing against his pants.
A low chuckle escaped Jungkook's lips as he leaned back into his seat, his smirk lingering. "Such a bad liar," he murmured to himself.
His eyes crinkled with pure adoration.
Taehyung was his.
And he wasn't going to stop until Taehyung finally admitted it.
He had been the happiest man alive.
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚?
It was the night before Valentine's Day—he was supposed to be enjoying a carefree night out with his friends.
He tore his gaze away, forcing himself to brush off the unwelcome rush of emotions.
"What's going on with you?" Hyungsik's voice cut through the thumping bass,
Taehyung stiffened. "Nothing," he said quickly, shrugging.
Hyungsik scoffed, scanning the club. "What, did you just see your ex or something?"
"No," Taehyung chuckled, though it was strained. "Stop looking around. No one's—"
A man was getting way too close to him—close enough that there was barely any space between them.
Taehyung's frown deepened and his chest constricted unwillingly.
Had Jungkook already found someone else?
"Ugh, whatever," Taehyung muttered under his breath, not realizing he'd spoken aloud.
Hyungsik leaned in. "What happened?"
"Nothing, hyung." Taehyung quickly replied, but his eyes remained glued to Jungkook.
Taehyung's eyes snapped wide open.
His heart skipped a beat as he whipped around to face Wooshik. "What?"
Wooshik burst into giggles. "Here comes the lies."
Taehyung let out a heavy sigh, his frustration growing further.
He knew there was no escaping this.
His friends weren't going to let him off the hook.
He took a deep breath, his chest tightening. "Actually, We..." He hesitated for a moment, his words feeling heavier than usual. "We're arranged to marry each other."
Hyungsik's jaw dropped. "Oh my god, did you agree?"
Taehyung swallowed hard, shaking his head.
"Why the hell not?" Hyungsik questioned, his voice rising above the pulsing music and beats of the club.
"Another lie," Wooshik teased, a grin tugging at his lips.
Wooshik's brow furrowed slightly. "You're bisexual, Tae," he reminded.
"That's just different, okay?" Taehyung muttered, his heart squeezing at the sight of the other man leaning closer to
He quickly looked away, swallowing the tightness in his throat. "He probably found someone else to marry. Look at them." He pouted, staring down at his feet. "Already being so lovey dovey."
Taehyung's chest tightened further.
He didn't meet their eyes.
Wooshik nudged Hyungsik, silently urging him to understand.
Hyungsik's expression shifted, and the realization hit him.
He paused, choosing his words carefully. "You're afraid… of getting hurt again.”
Hyungsik sighed softly. "Taehyung, that was years ago. Don't assume that everyone you meet will be like him."
"All of them are the same, hyung," Taehyung murmured, the heaviness still pressing down on him. "It's just lust. He'll marry me, and then what?"
He glanced at Jungkook one last time before looking away, the ache still lingering in his chest.
Wooshik's eyes softened with understanding. "I get it. You get attached easily, I know. But this is different."
Taehyung shook his head, anxiety slipping into his voice.
Wooshik's frown deepened. "Did he say that to you?"
Taehyung looked at him briefly. "No, but I can tell. He doesn't really like me."
Taehyung furrowed his brows, confused. "What?"
His breath got stuck in his throat when he suddenly felt an arm wrap around his waist, pulling him closer.
"Why didn't you tell me you were here?" Jungkook asked softly, his smile wide and warm.
Taehyung's chest tightened, his words coming out in a quiet murmur.
Jungkook's eyes flicked to Hyungsik and Wooshik, a playful grin forming. "Did you guys convince him?" He asked, his hand still resting casually around Taehyung's waist.
"He won't let me marry him," Jungkook chuckled. "Your friend is so cruel. He won't even be my valentine."
"Didn't you just get a date?" Taehyung asked, half-wondering if Jungkook had heard him at all.
But he was proven wrong.
Taehyung's eyes widened in disbelief.
"We're out," Wooshik said and Hyungsik immediately caught on.
He looked at Taehyung, hoping he'd understand the hint before they walked away, giving the two of them some much needed privacy.
"Are you jealous, baby?" Jungkook interrupted, the word 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 sinking straight into Taehyung's chest.
Taehyung's breath fluttered as he tried to hide his growing unease.
"Anyone except you?" Jungkook's eyes never left Taehyung,
Taehyung met his gaze, his heart pounding as the intensity of their eye contact made his pulse quicken.
"You don't want me, Jungkook." Taehyung's voice wavered, though he tried to sound steady,
Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise. His frown deepened, and the smile vanished completely. "What did you just say?"
Jungkook's expression morphed into one of disbelief. "Where's this coming from?"
He knew if he stayed locked in that gaze any longer, his emotions would get the best of him.
"No, no, look at me." Jungkook gently cupped Taehyung's face, turning his gaze back towards him.
He took Taehyung's hand. "We need to talk. Let's go outside."
Once they reached a secluded corner, Jungkook exhaled heavily, his voice softer.
Taehyung sighed, avoiding Jungkook's gaze, shrugging. "There's nothing to explain, Jungkook."
"No," Jungkook pressed, stepping closer, his expression growing serious.
Taehyung hesitated, lifting his eyes to meet Jungkook's, his voice quieter now. "Why would you marry me out of nowhere, Jungkook?"
Taehyung frowned. "What?"
Jungkook took a slow step forward, softly cupping Taehyung's face in his hands.
Taehyung's heart raced, but he remained silent, unsure of what to say.
He hesitated, his expression vulnerable. "I never asked you out because..." He paused, struggling to find the right words. "I was scared."
He took a deep breath, his voice breaking slightly. "For the longest time, you seemed out of my league. I truly believed that."
Tears threatened to spill, but Jungkook fought them back, blinking rapidly to keep his composure.
His smile faltered. "I couldn't give my heart to anyone else. And yes, I've lost hope before, but my heart always found its way back to you."
"Don't get me wrong, Tae. You're not obligated to feel the same way. But I... I just can't keep this inside anymore."
He shook his head, a weak smile tugging at his lips.
Taehyung's tears began to fall, his emotions overwhelming him.
"Why the hell are you apologizing?" Taehyung's voice trembled, his words breaking through his tears.
Jungkook's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?"
Taehyung's gaze dropped. "If I'd known... if I'd known how you felt, I wouldn't have wasted a single moment.”
Jungkook's expression darkened, a wave of anger rising from the deepest part of his soul.
He paused, swallowing the lump in his throat.
Jungkook cut him off. "You thought I was going to do the same thing to you? Use you?" He shook his head, guiding his gaze back to his.
"I can't even throw a feather at you, angel." Jungkook's smile was soft, despite the pain in his heart.
"Let's do it." Taehyung interrupted, his glassy eyes meeting Jungkook's.
Jungkook froze, his lips trembling in disbelief. "W-What? Do what?"
Taehyung's smile bloomed, a few tears slipping from his eyes.
Jungkook was left stunned, as though struck by lightning. "What...?"
"You—" Jungkook stammered as he struggled to process the words. "You're not playing with me right now, are you? This isn't a prank? You'll actually date me? For real?"
He paused, his thoughts momentarily wandering. "And... tell that Eunwoo guy to fuck off."
Taehyung's smile widened, eyes sparkling.
Jungkook's voice softened. "I'll handle anything if it means I get to be with you for the rest of my life."
Taehyung playfully smacked his chest. "You're such a sap!" He laughed, his heart almost melting.
He held them up to Taehyung with a grin. "This is all I got for now. Some of my employees were handing these out at the company today."
Jungkook's heart raced, almost as if it were trying to escape his chest.
"I'll be your everything, just take me out," Taehyung murmured as he pulled away, his own heart soaring.
Their fingers intertwined as they left the club, both wearing the softest, happiest smiles.

