Crimson Vows - chapter - 3

Jungkook's love for Taehyung was as fierce as it was unwavering. His every thought, every action, was driven by a singular purpose: to ensure Taehyung's safety and happiness. No harm could be allowed to touch him, not while Jungkook was there to stand between him and the dangerous world they lived in. Jungkook trusted Jimin implicitly, knowing that he would never allow anything to harm Taehyung either. But that didn’t stop the constant vigilance that came with being the head of the Cosa Nostra, especially when it concerned the most precious person in his life. Yet, despite Jungkook's protective nature, there were times when the tables turned, and it was Taehyung who became fiercely protective of Jungkook. Whenever an attack occurred or a betrayal within the ranks led to Jungkook getting injured, Taehyung’s worry knew no bounds. The sight of his husband hurt, even if only slightly, ignited something deep within Taehyung—a need to shield Jungkook just as fiercely as Jungkook shielded him. Though Taehyung was naturally gentle and kind-hearted, the world they lived in required more than just tenderness. When the situation demanded it, he didn’t hesitate to get involved. While he never resorted to physical violence himself, Taehyung's sharp mind became one of the greatest assets. He would delve into the details of the situation, analyzing every angle, every motive, to help uncover the culprits behind the attacks. His strategic thinking often led to swift and decisive actions against those who dared to threaten them. Taehyung played a role in devising punishments for those who betrayed the Cosa Nostra and when his husband was hurt, though he kept his distance when it came to the actual enforcement. He didn’t need to see the punishment carried out to know justice had been served.

Yesterday, while Jungkook was away for a crucial meeting, Taehyung got to know about the incident and decided to handle it so Jimin came along with him. An incident that had occurred three days earlier, a sinister plot designed to bring down the Cosa Nostra. A woman had been hired with the sole purpose of seducing Jungkook, gaining his trust, extracting critical information about the organization’s base of operations and just killing him. The plan was as devious as it was dangerous: catch Jungkook off guard during a vulnerable moment and then Killing him, aiming to destroy everything he had built and take over his empire. However, those behind the plot made a grave miscalculation. They underestimated who they were dealing with. Jungkook was no ordinary leader, and he was certainly not someone who could be easily seduced. In the world of the Cosa Nostra, everyone knew the rules and how to behave, especially when it came to interactions with their formidable leader. Jungkook’s reputation preceded him; he was a man of ironclad principles, and his loyalty to Taehyung was unwavering.

Three days ago, during a routine meeting, the woman made her move. She brought liquor for the guests, subtly beginning her attempt to seduce Jungkook, hoping to catch him unprepared. But what she didn’t realize was that Jungkook had anticipated this move from the start. He was always several steps ahead, his instincts honed by years of leading the most powerful mafia in Europe. The moment she tried to initiate her plan, she was immediately caught. The rules of the Cosa Nostra were clear, and everyone knew better than to cross the line. The woman’s actions were not just noticed—they were intercepted before they could cause any harm.

Jungkook's vigilance ensured that the threat was neutralized before it could escalate. However, the matter didn’t end there. Taehyung, upon learning about the incident, was filled with protective fury. The thought of someone attempting to seduce his husband was intolerable. Without informing Jungkook, Taehyung, along with Jimin, took matters into their own hands. They went to the base, determined to deal with the woman who had dared to target Jungkook. While Taehyung didn’t engage in direct violence. He ensured that the woman was dealt with accordingly, her fate sealed by the very organization she sought to undermine. Taehyung’s actions were swift and decisive, ensuring that no further threat loomed over Jungkook or the Cosa Nostra. Though Taehyung never openly discussed his involvement with Jungkook, there was no need. Jungkook knew everything that happened within the organization—no detail escaped his notice. He was fully aware of Taehyung’s role in handling the situation, but he chose not to interfere. As long as Taehyung was safe. Jungkook would let him act, even if it meant silently watching from the sidelines.

Taehyung arrived home, the sunlight streaming through the large windows of the house he shared with his husband. The house was quiet, the helpers having already finished their work and left. Though Taehyung was alone inside, he felt completely at ease, knowing that security personnel were discreetly stationed outside vigilant and ready to respond to any threat. Vigilant but disciplined, never stepping inside unless absolutely necessary.

Taehyung had always known what kind of life awaited him once he married Jungkook. There had been moments of uncertainty before, when the weight of the decision felt overwhelming. But his love for Jungkook was so profound, so all-consuming, that nothing else mattered. Now, looking back, he realized he didn’t regret his decision for a moment. Every challenge, every sacrifice, was worth it for the life they shared together. He headed straight for the shower, wanting to refresh himself. The warm water soothed him. After his shower, he dried off and slipped into a pair of comfortable shorts and one of Jungkook’s hoodies. The familiar scent of his husband clung to the fabric, wrapping him in a comforting embrace.

Next, Taehyung made his way to his art studio, the place where he spent most of his time when he wasn’t with Jungkook. The studio was his personal refuge, a space filled with light, color, and creativity. The walls were lined with canvases, some completed, others still in progress. Brushes, paints, and sketches were scattered around, evidence of the countless hours he had spent bringing his visions to life. His focus today was on the painting he had been working on for weeks, a piece that was almost finished. With his exhibition just a month away, Taehyung was determined to complete every painting to perfection. This particular exhibition was special—it was inspired entirely by his husband. Each brushstroke, each shade of color, was a reflection of the deep love and admiration he held for Jungkook.

Taehyung immersed himself in his work, the world outside fading away as he focused on the final touches. His hand moved with practiced ease, adding the details that would bring the painting to life. While Taehyung was deeply immersed in his painting, Jungkook arrived home. Knowing exactly where to find his husband, he headed straight to the art studio. His steps were swift but silent, a natural grace in his movements as he approached the room. Quietly, he opened the door and slipped inside, not wanting to disturb the peaceful moment. There, in the warm glow of the setting sun, Jungkook saw Taehyung fully absorbed in his work, the painting capturing all of his attention. A soft smile curved Jungkook’s lips as he noticed the familiar hoodie Taehyung was wearing—his hoodie. The sight of Taehyung’s long legs, casually on display, made him pause. Taehyung looked so beautiful in that golden light, his focus on the canvas adding to his ethereal charm. Jungkook leaned back against the wall, content to simply stand there and watch, savoring the quiet beauty of the moment and the love he felt for the omega before him.

After what like hours, Taehyung stepped back to admire his work. The painting was complete, a piece that conveyed everything he felt but couldn’t always put into words. He smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment and pride. The entire exhibition was a testament to his love for Jungkook, each piece a different facet of their life together. While looking at his painting, Taehyung’s thoughts drifted to the first time he met his love. The memory was vivid, as if it had happened only yesterday. It was a bright spring day, and he was riding his bicycle to college, enjoying the crisp air and the blooming flowers that lined the streets. He pedaled at a moderate speed, keeping to the side of the road, when suddenly, a car bumped into him from behind. The impact sent him tumbling off his bike, scraping his elbows and hands as he hit the ground. Anger flared within him, and he was ready to give the careless driver a piece of his mind. As he began to stand up, about to shout in frustration, he heard a voice filled with genuine concern, "I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry." Taehyung looked up, and his anger evaporated in an instant. Standing before him was a handsome senior from college—Jeon Jungkook.

Young Tae

No, no, it's okay

But Jungkook wasn’t convinced.

Young jungkook

“Are you hurt?”

Young Tae

"I'm not, really. I'm okay."

Jungkook's eyes, however, zeroed in on the scrapes on Taehyung's elbows and hands.

Young jungkook

“You’re not okay. Let me take you to the hospital,”

Taehyung, feeling a bit embarrassed by the fuss.

Young Tae

“Senior, it’s not that serious. Just take me to the school infirmary.”

Jungkook hesitated for a moment but then nodded.

Young jungkook

"Oh, okay."

He helped Taehyung to his feet and guided him to his car, already on the phone, arranging for someone to take Taehyung’s bicycle to the school. That day, Jungkook took care of Taehyung as if he were the most precious thing in the world, even noticing that his foot had also been hurt in the fall. It was from that moment they began to get to know each other, their bond slowly growing into something neither of them had anticipated.

What Taehyung didn’t know at the time was that Jungkook had noticed him months earlier, long before their fateful encounter. Jungkook had harbored a huge crush on him, but for the first time in his life, he was too scared to approach. The accident, as unfortunate as it was, had given him the perfect opportunity to finally meet the person who had unknowingly captivated his heart.