Episode 2: The Wedding Night
Authii (me)
Assalam walaikum and Hello to you all
Authii (me)
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The grand wedding had finally ended, leaving behind only the faint scent of roses and lingering laughter from the guests who had departed. The Jeon estate was silent now, except for the soft padding of footsteps along the dimly lit hallways.
Taehyung stood outside their shared bedroom door, shifting awkwardly. This was it. The reality of their marriage had fully settled in. No more ceremonies, no more distractions—just him and Jungkook, alone, for the first time as husbands.
Jungkook opened the door and gestured inside.
Jeon jungkook
"After you."
Taehyung narrowed his eyes playfully.
kim Taehyung
"You go first. What if this is a trap?"
Jeon jungkook
"You think I'd set up a trap for my own spouse?"
kim Taehyung
"You did smirk a lot during the wedding. Suspicious behavior if you ask me."
Jungkook rolled his eyes but entered first, flipping on the soft golden lights. The room was breathtaking—rich velvet curtains, an enormous bed with crisp sheets, and a faintly burning fireplace in the corner. It was warm, cozy, and incredibly intimate.
Taehyung hesitated at the threshold.
Jeon jungkook
"Well. Here we are."
Jungkook turned, leaning against the bedpost.
kim Taehyung
"Just… processing."
Jungkook hummed, undoing the cuffs of his sleeves.
Jeon jungkook
"Take your time."
kim Taehyung
"You’re too calm about this."
Jeon jungkook
"And you’re talking too much for someone who’s supposedly not nervous."
Taehyung shot him a glare before dramatically collapsing onto the bed.
kim Taehyung
"Alright, let’s set some rules. First, no stealing the blankets."
Jeon jungkook
"That’s your first rule?"
kim Taehyung
"It’s an important one! I refuse to freeze on my first night of marriage."
Jungkook chuckled, kicking off his shoes.
Jeon jungkook
"Fine. No blanket stealing. Anything else?"
Taehyung tapped his chin.
kim Taehyung
"Yes. No snoring."
Jeon jungkook
"I don’t snore."
kim Taehyung
"We’ll see about that,"
Taehyung muttered before sitting up.
kim Taehyung
"What about you? Any rules?"
Jungkook pretended to think.
Jeon jungkook
"Yeah. Rule one: no kicking me in your sleep."
Jeon jungkook
"You kicked me under the table at dinner."
kim Taehyung
"That was an accident!"
Jungkook gave him a knowing look.
kim Taehyung
"Fine, I’ll try not to kick you. But if you take up too much space, I’m fighting back."
Jungkook shook his head, amused.
Silence settled between them as they both sat on the edge of the bed. The weight of the moment returned—two strangers, bound together in a marriage they hadn’t chosen, yet neither seemed particularly unhappy about it.
Taehyung glanced at Jungkook.
kim Taehyung
"So… how do we do this?"
Jeon jungkook
"You mean sleeping? It’s quite simple, really. You lay down, close your eyes—"
kim Taehyung
"Jeon Jungkook,"
kim Taehyung
"You know what I mean."
Jungkook leaned back on his hands.
Jeon jungkook
"We take it one step at a time. No pressure. No expectations. Just… us figuring things out."
Taehyung studied him for a moment before nodding.
kim Taehyung
"That sounds… nice."
Jeon jungkook
"Now go change. I refuse to sleep next to someone in a stiff suit."
Feeling more at ease, Taehyung grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
Jungkook caught the pillow effortlessly, laughing
As they settled in for the night—one lying stiffly on one side, the other curled up on the opposite end—it was clear that neither had quite figured out how to be husbands yet. But as Jungkook reached out and tugged the blanket over Taehyung’s shoulder, and as Taehyung mumbled a sleepy
Something between them shifted.
Authii (me)
chalo... bie...
abhi ke liye itna hi (that's it for now )
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