Which is why, when he opened the door to his bedroom past midnight, nothing made sense anymore.
Because he was already there.
Under his covers.
In his bed.
Curled up like a kitten who'd claimed the territory by sleeping on it.
Kim Taehyung had taken the side closest to the window — hoodie still on, blanket tugged halfway over his face, one arm stretched out into the empty space where he usually slept.
He stirred at the sound of the door creaking, eyes still closed.
Kim Taehyung
"Mmm... you took too long, Jaana,"
He mumbled sleepily.
He stood there, frozen.
Jeon Jungkook
"What are you doing here?"
He asked, low and sharp, though his voice betrayed zero real anger.
He opened one eye lazily.
Kim Taehyung
"Sleeping."
Jeon Jungkook
"In my bed."
Kim Taehyung
"Obviously."
Jeon Jungkook
"You have your own room."
He rolled onto his back, blanket slipping off his shoulder, revealing the delicate curve of his neck and a sliver of his tank top.
He didn't look away.
Didn't blush.
Just yawned and said the most Taehyung-like thing possible:
Kim Taehyung
"Why would I sleep in another room when my Jaana is here?"
His chest did that unfamiliar thing again.
That twitch.
That... Shift.
Kim Taehyung
"Your heartbeat's kinda nice, by the way,"
He added as if talking about a favorite song.
Kim Taehyung
"And you smell really, really good. Safe, somehow."
He didn't know how to respond to that.
No one had ever called him safe.
He was a storm wrapped in a tailored suit.
But he?
He'd walked straight into the eye of it and made it his nap spot.
Jungkook took a slow breath, stepped inside, and closed the door quietly behind him.
Jeon Jungkook
"You can't just—"
Kim Taehyung
"I can,"
He whispered, already pulling the blanket back up and making space beside him.
Kim Taehyung
"You're my husband."
The way he said it — so simple, so matter-of-fact — made something ache deep in his ribs.
He didn't care that the marriage was arranged.
Or a mistake.
Or built on someone else's runaway heels.
He'd shown up, called him Jaana, and made himself home in the heart of his world.
He should've told him to leave.
But instead... he walked over.
Sat on the edge of the bed.
He moved again — instinctively — curling closer.
Resting his head on his chest.
One arm draped lazily across his torso.
His fingers found the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Kim Taehyung
"I like this,"
He whispered, not even awake fully.
Jungkook stared at the ceiling, his hand twitching slightly.
He didn't touch him.
But he didn't move away either.
He let him breathe against him.
He let him stay.
And when he sighed in his sleep, murmuring a soft, content:
hahaha I am damn sure this taetae going to tease the hell out of this iceberg bunny 😂🤦🏻♀️and this iceberg mafia bunny going to fall too hard and deeply for taetae in love more than sooner 🤭🤭♥️♥️
2025-08-25
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babytaetae(tiger cub)
taetae please pamper this bunny husband of yours so much ok? he may be a iceberg but he need love, attention care and pampering a lot of 😭😭🥺🥺
2025-08-25
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babytaetae(tiger cub)
aish this...this...this taetae making me blush too 😖😖😮💨
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babytaetae(tiger cub)
hahaha I am damn sure this taetae going to tease the hell out of this iceberg bunny 😂🤦🏻♀️and this iceberg mafia bunny going to fall too hard and deeply for taetae in love more than sooner 🤭🤭♥️♥️
2025-08-25
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babytaetae(tiger cub)
taetae please pamper this bunny husband of yours so much ok? he may be a iceberg but he need love, attention care and pampering a lot of 😭😭🥺🥺
2025-08-25
2
babytaetae(tiger cub)
aish this...this...this taetae making me blush too 😖😖😮💨
2025-08-25
2