#taekookau where Taehyung is arranged to marry the youngest Jeon...

He knew exactly what he was agreeing to.
He knew his future husband would never truly be his.
And yet, he still signed—with full consent.
He signed while catching the bitterness on Jungkook's face.
But really, it wouldn't be so different from the life he already knew.
Parents who were never truly his.
His biological parents had abandoned him long ago. He never saw them, never knew their names.
Don't get him wrong—his adoptive parents weren't unkind to him.
They treated him as if he were their own. In fact, for a while, he was their own. Their first child. Their everything.
Taehyung was only seven when they told him the news.
And he had been genuinely happy.
He had cried the first time he saw him—the tiny baby who would grow up to be his little brother. And from the moment he laid eyes on him, he loved him.
Taehyung had been just as happy when Iseul was born. He adored children, and having siblings of his own made him feel like the luckiest person in the world.

