Short Stories: Velvet Desires! (Taekook)
Runaway Bride! #1
“You see, we’re not someone else’s puppets, no matter how many strings they pull. We make our own choices, and we live for ourselves—because in the end, the only life that matters is the one we choose to live.”
The grand hall was alive with music and chatter, but inside a lavishly decorated room, Kim Taehyung stood in front of the mirror, tugging nervously at his pristine wedding suit.
His heart thumped erratically, not with excitement, but dread.
The reality of marrying someone he didn’t love was sinking in fast.
Kim Taehyung
Taehyung! (he whispered to his reflection)
Kim Taehyung
You can’t do this. You’re way too fabulous to settle for this.
With a deep breath, he adjusted the glittering veil he had insisted on wearing—because why not make a statement—and decided he was done playing the dutiful son.
Taehyung tiptoed through the chaos, his veil trailing behind him like a rebellious flag.
He reached the back exit, opened the door, and took a step into freedom—only to feel the heel of his polished shoe snag on his veil.
Kim Taehyung
Wait, no—! (he cried, flailing as he tripped over the offending fabric)
He landed unceremoniously in an alley, sprawled across the dirty ground.
Before he could even sit up, the low, rumbling growl of a motorcycle echoed through the alley.
Taehyung looked up, wide-eyed, as a sleek black bike came to a screeching halt inches from his face.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Woah there, runaway bride! (a deep, amused voice drawled)
The rider pulled off his helmet, revealing messy black hair, sharp eyes, and a smirk that screamed trouble.
Jungkook tilted his head, looking Taehyung up and down.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Uh, are you… okay? (Jungkook asked, trying to keep a straight face as he took in the sight of Taehyung sprawled in a glittering suit and veil)
Taehyung pushed himself up, dusting off his pristine attire.
Kim Taehyung
Do I look okay? I’m a mess! And it’s your fault for parking your death machine here! 💢
Jungkook raised an eyebrow.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
You tripped on your own veil, princess.
Taehyung scowled but didn’t argue.
Kim Taehyung
Whatever. Just… pretend you didn’t see me. I’m in the middle of a very dramatic escape.
Jungkook leaned against his bike, grinning.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
A dramatic escape, huh? From what?
Kim Taehyung
My wedding! (Taehyung muttered, avoiding his gaze)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
You? Running away from a wedding? I like you already. 😏
Taehyung narrowed his eyes.
Kim Taehyung
Look, Mr. Leather Jacket, I don’t have time for—
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Jungkook! (he interrupted, holding out his hand)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
And you’re lucky I’m a sucker for drama. Hop on. 😏
Kim Taehyung
Hop on what? (Taehyung asked, blinking)
Jungkook gestured to his motorcycle.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
The ‘death machine.’ Unless you’d rather go back inside and say ‘I do.’
For a moment, Taehyung hesitated.
Then, with a determined nod, he lifted his veil and climbed onto the bike.
Kim Taehyung
Fine. But if I die, I’m haunting you. 😤
Jungkook chuckled, revving the engine.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Deal. Hold on tight, runaway bride. 😏
As they sped off into the city, Taehyung couldn’t help but smile, the wind pulling his veil like a banner of freedom behind them.
Runaway Bride! #2
The wind roared in Taehyung’s ears as Jungkook’s motorcycle sped down the open road, leaving the grand wedding hall—and Taehyung’s responsibilities—far behind.
Clinging tightly to Jungkook’s waist, Taehyung shouted over the noise.
Kim Taehyung
Can’t you slow down? I’d like to survive my own runaway story!
Jungkook turned his head slightly, grinning.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Relax, princess. I’ve got this! 😏
Taehyung groaned, his veil flapping wildly in the wind like a flag signaling his poor life choices.
After what felt like an eternity, Jungkook finally pulled into a small roadside diner, the neon sign flickering above them.
Inside, the place smelled like coffee, grease, and regret.
Taehyung slumped into a booth, running a hand through his tousled hair.
Kim Taehyung
This is not how I envisioned my escape. My veil is ruined! 💢
Jungkook smirked, sliding into the seat across from him.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
You’re more worried about the veil than the fact that you just ran out on your wedding? 😏
Kim Taehyung
Aesthetics matter, okay?
The waitress came by, looking unimpressed with the duo but taking their order nonetheless.
A short while later, Taehyung was digging into a towering stack of pancakes, syrup dripping down the sides.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
So… (Jungkook began, watching him with amusement)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
What’s the deal? Arranged marriage? Bad fiancé? Just hate weddings?
Taehyung chewed thoughtfully, then sighed.
Kim Taehyung
All of the above. I didn’t even know the guy.
Kim Taehyung
My parents just… decided this was best for me.
Kim Taehyung
And I’m too fabulous to settle for less. (He gestured dramatically with his fork)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Clearly! (Jungkook said, stifling a laugh)
Taehyung glared at him, but before he could respond, a glob of syrup slid off his pancake and landed squarely on Jungkook’s leather jacket.
Kim Taehyung
Oh my God! (Taehyung gasped, grabbing napkins and furiously dabbing at the stain)
Kim Taehyung
I’m so sorry! Your poor jacket—
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Relax! (Jungkook said, biting back a laugh)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
It’s just a jacket. You, on the other hand, look like you’ve been in a glitter explosion. 😂
Kim Taehyung
Rude! 😤 (Taehyung muttered, sulking)
Their next stop was a tiny thrift store Jungkook spotted on the way out of town.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Alright, princess, let’s get you out of that wedding suit before you draw more attention. (Jungkook teased as they walked in)
Taehyung looked horrified.
Kim Taehyung
You want me to wear thrift store clothes? Do I look like I shop second-hand? 😤
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
You don’t look like you run away from weddings either, but here we are. 😏
After much bickering, Taehyung emerged from the fitting room in an outfit Jungkook had picked out: a mismatched flannel shirt, oversized jeans, and a pair of neon green sneakers.
Taehyung stared at himself in the mirror, mortified.
Kim Taehyung
I look like I’ve been dressed by a colourblind lumberjack. 🤧
Jungkook burst out laughing.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Hey, it’s better than the glitter explosion. Plus, now you’ll blend in.
Kim Taehyung
I hate you! 😤 (Taehyung muttered, but the faint smile tugging at his lips said otherwise)
As they left the store, Jungkook handed Taehyung his helmet.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Ready for round two?
Taehyung sighed, putting it on.
Kim Taehyung
If we’re doing this, at least let me navigate. I refuse to die because of your reckless driving. 😒
Jungkook grinned, revving the engine.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
You’re bossy. I like it. 😏
And with that, they were off again, laughter and banter filling the space between them as they sped toward the unknown.
Runaway Bride! #3
Taehyung’s heart raced as Jungkook’s motorcycle roared down the highway, but not because of the speed this time.
Glancing over his shoulder, he spotted the unmistakable black SUVs tailing them.
Kim Taehyung
Is that… my family? (Taehyung asked, voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and panic)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Unless you know any other rich folks who hire private investigators, I’d say yes.
Kim Taehyung
Drive faster! (Taehyung shrieked, gripping Jungkook tighter)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Hold on, princess. You might lose your veil again! 😏
After a few sharp turns and weaving through narrow alleyways, Jungkook pulled into a crowded mall parking lot.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Quick, follow me! (he said, pulling Taehyung toward the mall entrance)
Inside, the pair ducked and dodged through bustling shoppers, keeping a wary eye out for the investigators.
Taehyung, still in his mismatched thrift store outfit, looked like a walking fashion disaster, drawing curious glances from passersby.
Kim Taehyung
Jungkook, do you have a plan? (Taehyung hissed, trying to keep up)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Of course! (Jungkook replied confidently, only to skid to a halt in front of a photobooth)
Kim Taehyung
A photobooth? (Taehyung raised an eyebrow)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Just get in! (Jungkook urged, shoving him inside)
They squeezed into the tiny booth, Taehyung nearly toppling into Jungkook’s lap as the curtain slid shut.
Kim Taehyung
This is not a plan! (Taehyung whispered harshly, their faces inches apart)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Relax! (Jungkook said, pressing the button to start the booth)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Smile for the camera, Princess! 😁
Kim Taehyung
What are you— (Taehyung began, but the flash went off, catching his confused expression)
The second photo captured Jungkook laughing hysterically while Taehyung glared at him.
By the third shot, they heard footsteps outside the booth.
Panicking, Taehyung grabbed Jungkook’s face and yanked him close to hide.
The resulting photo was a blurry mess of flailing limbs.
When the investigators finally moved on, Taehyung let out a sigh of relief.
Kim Taehyung
That was too close. 😮💨
Jungkook chuckled, pulling the strip of photos from the slot.
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Well, at least we got souvenirs.
Taehyung snatched the strip, his cheeks turning red as he studied the chaotic sequence.
Kim Taehyung
I look ridiculous! 😤💢
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
You look adorable. (Jungkook teased, leaning closer)
Taehyung glared at him but couldn’t suppress the small smile tugging at his lips.
Kim Taehyung
I’m keeping these. 😤
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Sure, princess. (Jungkook said, smirking)
Jeon Jungkook (Rider)
Let’s just hope your family doesn’t end up using them as wanted posters. 🤣
Taehyung groaned, grabbing his hand.
Kim Taehyung
Come on, let’s get out of here before they circle back!
As they slipped out of the mall, Taehyung clutched the photo strip tightly, already treasuring the unexpected keepsake of their crazy adventure.
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