Reborn: To Love You Right Marked by you

The apartment door clicked shut behind them, the faint city hum muffled into silence. But inside, hearts were racing louder than any noise outside. Before Taehyung could even hang up his coat, Jungkook spun him, pressing him firmly against the wall.

Kim Taehyung

*smirking, eyes half-lidded* Getting bold, huh, bunny?

Jeon Jungkook

*leans in close, lips brushing Tae’s ear* Maybe I’m just finally being honest, hyungie.

Kim Taehyung

*arches a brow, teasing tone* Honest? Or desperate?

Jeon Jungkook

*smirk spreading, eyes darkening as he licks slowly along Tae’s neck* Maybe both.

Kim Taehyung

*inhales sharply, a quiet moan slipping out* K-Koo…

The sound lit a fire in Jungkook. His lips moved lower, planting wet kisses along Tae’s collarbone. Taehyung grabbed him by the waist, pulling him closer until their bodies molded together. The kiss that followed was hungry, desperate, and endless. Lips clashed, teeth grazed, tongues tangled—each trying to taste, to claim, to promise.

Kim Taehyung

*breathless between kisses* You’ve changed, bunny… so much bolder.

Jeon Jungkook

*presses Tae harder against the wall* I told you, hyung… I won’t lose you this time.

Kim Taehyung

*smiling through the kiss, whispering* Then show me.

Without breaking the kiss, Taehyung scooped Jungkook up effortlessly, carrying him bridal-style toward the bedroom. Jungkook’s surprised squeal melted into laughter, arms wrapping tight around Tae’s neck. He was laid gently on the bed, Taehyung hovering above, eyes glimmering with both love and hunger.

Kim Taehyung

*voice low, almost growling* You drive me insane, bunny.

Jeon Jungkook

*blushing but smirking back* Then don’t hold back, hyungie.

The night unfolded in whispers, heated touches, and unspoken vows. Each kiss was a confession, each mark a signature written in skin. They tangled in sheets, in gasps, in promises that they would never again let fear steal their love.

The sunlight crept lazily through the curtains. Jungkook stirred awake, body sore yet wrapped in the warmth of Taehyung’s arms.

He glanced down at his skin—scattered with Tae’s marks, each one burning like a memory etched forever. Instead of embarrassment, a shy smile tugged at his lips.He snuggled closer, burying his face against Tae’s chest.

Jeon Jungkook

*softly, almost to himself* I love it, hyungie…

Kim Taehyung

*groggy, voice husky from sleep* Hmm? Love what, bunny?

Jeon Jungkook

*blushing, hiding his face deeper* The marks. They mean you’re mine.

Kim Taehyung

*smiles, kissing Jungkook’s hair* Always yours. Always will be.

Jeon Jungkook

*whining softly, pouting* My body’s sore, though…

Kim Taehyung

*chuckling, tightening his hold* That’s because someone was so eager last night.

Jeon Jungkook

*peeking up shyly, eyes sparkling* You didn’t mind… right?

Kim Taehyung

*presses a kiss to his forehead* Mind? Bunny, I’ve never been happier.

They lay there, tangled together, letting the morning stretch into eternity. Every heartbeat, every sigh, every smile was proof—this was no dream, no fleeting moment. This was real.

For Jungkook, who had once lost everything, the soreness, the marks, the warmth in Taehyung’s arms… it was all the proof he needed that this second chance was worth fighting for.