Tales That Keep You Up~ [Taekook]
“Welcome to the Night”
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Welcome to 'Tales That Keep You Up 🌚'— and trust me, that title isn’t just for decoration.
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Here’s your fair warning:
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This isn’t one neat little love story tied up in a bow.
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This is a collection — messy, cozy, steamy, soft, dark, and everything in between 😏✍️
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Some chapters will feel like a gentle hand brushing yours in the quiet— sweet, soft, the kind that makes your chest ache a little 💌💭
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They’re gonna drag you straight into the kind of heat that makes your screen feel dangerous to be reading in public 🔥🫦
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(don’t say I didn’t warn you).
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It’s love, it’s lust, it’s secrets, it's rivalry, it's friendship, it's forbidden—
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Basically it’s all the things you think about at 3:00AM when you should definitely be asleep but your brain won’t shut up.
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So yeah, thank you for being here 💗
Whether you stumbled in by accident or came looking for a reason to stay awake tonight.
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Either way — you found it.
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Are you brave enough to keep scrolling? 🌚🌙✨
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I'll be waiting for your answers... 😇👽
Contract Kiss~ 1
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[𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Luxury café, downtown]
The café was cozy yet elegant — soft jazz music played in the background, and the warm glow of amber lights reflected on glass tables.
Jeon Jungkook
(sighing) Another one today?
Jungkook sat by the window, his broad shoulders slouched slightly in a perfectly tailored suit.
His gaze was fixed on the untouched latte in front of him.
Across from him, Jimin, his secretary, held a neat folder with polite composure.
Park Jimin
(adjusting his glasses) Yes, sir… your father insisted. This is already the fourth one this month.
Jimin's tone was respectful, though a faint weariness hid in his voice.
Jeon Jungkook
Fourth? I’ve lost count already. I don’t even remember their names anymore.
He let out a sharp sigh, tapping his fingers against the table impatiently
Park Jimin
(nods lightly) Perhaps… one of them will eventually suit you, sir.
He gave a quiet scoff, running his hand through his dark hair, his eyes tired.
Jeon Jungkook
Jimin, let’s be honest. I’m not interested in marriage right now. I don’t even have the intention of finding “the one.”
Park Jimin
I understand, sir… but your father is very firm about this matter. He wishes for you to settle down before the year ends.
He lowered his gaze, his words careful, as though he knew how heavy they would fall.
Jungkook’s jaw tightened, irritation flickering in his dark eyes.
The sound of clinking cups and low laughter filled the café, but for him, it all blurred into a distant haze.
Jeon Jungkook
At this rate, marriage feels like nothing but a punishment.
Park Jimin
It is… family pressure, sir.
Jimin straightened his posture, his face neutral but his eyes reflecting sympathy.
Jungkook gave a short, bitter laugh, tilting his head slightly.
Jeon Jungkook
Family pressure or not… I’m tired of pretending to enjoy these dates.
[𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Jeon Corporation— Jungkook's Office]
The tall glass windows framed the glittering night skyline.
The office was quiet, except for the faint hum of the city below.
Papers were stacked neatly on the polished desk, but Jungkook stood by the window instead.
His hands buried in his pockets, his silhouette outlined against the glowing city lights.
Jimin entered quietly, setting down the folder on the desk.
His steps were measured, his presence respectful but familiar.
Jeon Jungkook
Jimin, how many more of these ridiculous blind dates has my father lined up?
His tone was sharp, but his shoulders carried the weight of exhaustion more than anger.
Park Jimin
Two more, sir. Thursday and Saturday.
Jeon Jungkook
Jimin, do we have any more blind dates lined up this week?
Park Jimin
Yes, Sir… two more. Thursday and Saturday.
Jimin clasped his hands behind his back, maintaining professionalism, though his eyes softened briefly as he studied his boss.
Jeon Jungkook
Perfect. Two more nights of meaningless conversation, forced smiles, and walking away emptier than I arrived.
He let out a tired breath, tilting his head back slightly as though to shake the thought away.
Park Jimin
Sir… forgive me for speaking out of turn, but… if you truly do not wish to marry, yet your father remains insistent, perhaps… there may be another way.
His words were cautious, but there was a glimmer of conviction in his voice. He adjusted his glasses again, his gaze steady.
Jungkook turned from the window, finally meeting Jimin’s eyes.
His expression was sharp yet curious, as though weighing the seriousness of his secretary’s suggestion.
Jeon Jungkook
Another way? What exactly do you mean by that?
Jimin hesitated for only a second, his face calm but his posture firm.
Park Jimin
I will explain tomorrow, sir. I believe… it could provide you the freedom you are looking for.
Jungkook studied him in silence, the corners of his lips twitching ever so slightly, though not into a smile.
He turned back to the city lights, his reflection merging with the skyline.
Jeon Jungkook
Hn. We’ll see.
The office fell into a contemplative silence, broken only by the muted glow of the city that stretched endlessly into the night.
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