At Night ,In their room, Taehyung sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back against the headboard with his phone in hand. He was scrolling absentmindedly, lost in the bright screen, but his mind wasn't really focused on anything. It never was when Jungkook was nearby.

Jungkook, freshly showered and wearing nothing but a loose t-shirt that hung a little too big on his frame and a leggings, stepped into the room.

He watched Taehyung for a moment, noticing how focused he was on his phone. A small smile tugged at Jungkook's lips. His heart fluttered whenever Taehyung was near

"Taehyungie Hyungiee?" Jungkook's soft voice broke through the silence, making Taehyung look up.

Jungkook stood by the bed for a moment, waiting for Taehyung's response. When Taehyung simply raised an eyebrow, still not saying anything, Jungkook climbed onto the bed and sat beside him, the warmth of his body pressing against the older male's side.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head to look at the screen of Taehyung's phone.

Taehyung smiled softly, but there was something in his eyes — something possessive, something that made Jungkook's heart race. Taehyung wasn't really paying attention to his phone anymore. Instead, his attention was entirely on Jungkook. The younger boy's innocent face, his bright eyes, and that small smile that never failed to make Taehyung's pulse quicken.

Before Jungkook could react, Taehyung placed a hand on his waist, gently pulling him closer until Jungkook was sitting in his lap, straddling his legs. Taehyung's other hand cupped the side of Jungkook's face, lifting it slightly so their eyes met.

Jungkook blinked, surprised by the sudden movement, but there was no fear in his eyes, only curiosity. He was innocent in more ways than one, and Taehyung loved it. Jungkook's shy nature, the way he trusted him so completely, made Taehyung's heart ache with a possessive tenderness.

"Taehyungie Hyungie?" Jungkook whispered, his voice barely audible as he looked up at him with a soft, questioning gaze.

Taehyung's lips curled into a smirk as he brought Jungkook's face closer, his breath mingling with the younger boy's. He leaned in slowly, savoring the closeness, and then pressed his lips to Jungkook's in a gentle, yet undeniable kiss.

Jungkook's breath caught in his throat, not expecting the kiss, though he quickly relaxed into it. Taehyung kissed him softly at first, almost teasingly, letting Jungkook feel the heat of his lips before deepening the kiss. His lips moved more urgently now, and he gently slid his tongue along Jungkook's lower lip, silently asking for permission.

Jungkook gasped slightly, unsure at first, but then he parted his lips just enough for Taehyung to slip inside when Taehyung bite his lips. Their tongues met hesitantly, then more confidently as they explored each other's mouths. Jungkook's hands gripped the front of Taehyung's shirt, his body instinctively moving closer, pressing his soft swells into the warmth of Taehyung's chest.

Taehyung groaned quietly at the innocent desperation in Jungkook's touch. His hands slipped to Jungkook's back, pulling him closer still, before moving to his hips. He squeezed the younger boy's soft, round ass, pulling him even tighter against his own body. Jungkook gasped, the sensation of being held so close making his heart race.

"Taehyungie _ Hyungie," Jungkook breathed against his lips, unsure of what he was feeling but not wanting the kiss to end. The word was soft, innocent, and full of longing, though Jungkook didn't fully understand what those feelings meant yet.

Taehyung's lips curled into a smirk against his mouth. "Do you want me to stop, baby?" he whispered, his breath warm on Jungkook's lips.

Jungkook's eyes fluttered, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "No..." he whispered back, though his voice was shaky, still unsure of what was happening. His body just knew it wanted more of this closeness, this feeling of being adored.

Taehyung kissed him again, this time harder, more intense, as though he was trying to prove how much he wanted him. He sucked gently on Jungkook's bottom lip, then trailed kisses down his jaw to the sensitive skin of his neck. He nipped at it lightly before finding a spot just below his ear, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.

Jungkook gasped, his fingers digging into Taehyung's shoulders, his breath coming in short, needy bursts. The sensation was overwhelming, but also thrilling. He was lost in Taehyung's embrace, completely surrendering to the heat between them.

Pulling away, Taehyung gazed at the mark he'd left on Jungkook's neck, his lips curling into a satisfied smirk. "You're mine," he murmured, running his thumb over the mark, as though making sure it would stay there. "All mine."

Jungkook's face flushed deep red, his chest rising and falling with the effort to calm his breath. "I... I don't know what's happening but i liked it " he admitted, his voice a whisper of vulnerability and trust and shyness.

Taehyung's heart swelled at Jungkook's words, and he pulled the younger boy close once again, kissing him softly on the forehead. Not want to overwhelm the boy he thought to sleep "Good night, Kookie," he whispered, his voice gentle now, as he tucked the younger boy into his chest.

Jungkook smiled sleepily, curling up against Taehyung's chest. "Good night, Tae Hyungie."

They lay together, tangled in the warmth of each other's embrace. Taehyung's hand gently stroked Jungkook's hair as the younger boy's breathing slowed, the tension of the night dissipating into the comfort of their shared space. Jungkook had fallen asleep in Taehyung's arms, his small hand resting over the older boy's heart.

Taehyung smiled softly, his eyes fluttering closed as he held his mate close, savoring the feel of Jungkook's warmth. In that moment, he knew that this was where he belonged, right here, with Jungkook in his arms, his love, his everything.

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The Next Day...

The scent of a freshly cooked dish wafted through the air, and the entire group couldn't help but stare at Jin's latest creation. On the dining table sat a beautifully plated crab dish — glistening with sauce and garnished perfectly. The crabs were small, their shells a lovely shade of red, and they looked as delicious as ever.

Jungkook, sitting beside Taehyung, took one glance at the dish and smiled. " Pretty Hyungie, this looks so good!" he said eagerly, ready to dig in. He had no idea what was about to unfold.

"Thanks, Bunny!" Jin beamed with pride, happy to see everyone excited to eat. "I was just experimenting a little with the crabs I found. Hope you like it!"

"Wait a second..." Namjoon paused, lifting his head from his plate. "Where did you get these crabs, Jin-hyung? "

Jin waved a hand dismissively, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Oh, I just found them on the Front table this morning. They were sitting there in a tank, looking all ready to be cooked."

The table went silent, everyone exchanging confused looks. "A tank?" Jimin raised an eyebrow. "Wait, you're telling me those crabs were just sitting on the counter, and you decided to cook them?"

"Yes," Jin said matter-of-factly, completely oblivious to the growing tension. "There was a tank in the Table, so I figured why not make something delicious with them?"

Everyone froze as they slowly turned to Jungkook. Taehyung's eyes narrowed, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Jungkook, however, had no idea what was happening. He was too busy munching on his food to pay attention to the growing discomfort at the table.

Suddenly, he paused mid-bite, his eyes widening in realization. "Wait... a tank?" He looked around, his fork frozen in mid-air. "Those crabs were... on the Table... in a tank?" he repeated, his voice trembling with confusion.

At this, his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly stood up, looking around frantically. "Where—where is my Tiny and Taco?!" he shouted, his face pale as he rushed toward the living room, his eyes wide with panic.

"What's wrong with Kookie?" Jimin asked, his voice full of concern as he watched the younger boy run off.

"I think... I think he just realized what Jin cooked," Namjoon said slowly, his face going blank as the truth dawned on him.

Taehyung, his expression turning to a mix of amusement and slight possessiveness, leaned back in his chair with a smirk. "Let's see how this plays out," he muttered under his breath, his eyes flicking to where Jungkook was disappearing into the other room.

Jungkook, meanwhile, was frantically checking every corner, his heart racing. He ran to the place where he had kept his two cute crabs in a small tank — Tiny and Taco — only to find the tank completely empty.

He froze. "No... no, no, no!" he gasped. "Where are they?!" He turned around, eyes wide, realization sinking in like a ton of bricks.

In a flash, he sprinted back to the dining room, his eyes filling with tears. He stopped in front of the table, his voice cracking. "Hyungie, you... you cooked them?!" He pointed to the crabs on the table, now plated and ready to be eaten.

Jin's face drained of color as he blinked in confusion. "W-What? What do you mean? I just made the dish! I didn't know they were—"

"They were my pets, hyungie!" Jungkook wailed, his voice shaking with emotion. "They were Tiny and Taco! You— you cooked them?!"

Taehyung couldn't help but laugh softly under his breath as he watched Jungkook's dramatic reaction. He found it cute, in a way. Jungkook, with his innocent little heart, had gotten so attached to the crabs. Taehyung knew the boy was a bundle of pure emotions, and this was no exception.

"Bun, calm down" Taehyung said  standing up and walking toward Jungkook, who was now in tears. 

But Jungkook, still clutching his heart as though it had been shattered, shook his head, sniffing loudly. "I can't believe it. I can't believe you ate my little babies..." He wiped his eyes, looking at Jin in betrayal. 

Jin, looking truly sorry now, put down his chopsticks and walked over to Jungkook. "Bunny, I didn't know. I swear, I thought they were just... crabs," he said softly, attempting to comfort him.

Meanwhile, Taehyung, still grinning to himself, wrapped an arm around Jungkook's waist and pulled him closer, despite the boy's protests. "You know, Bun, I think this is a good thing," he said, his smirk growing wider. "At least now you won't be paying so much attention to them."

Jungkook looked at Taehyung,with a betrayed look ,  his tears drying up as his pout deepened. "You think this is funny, don't you?" he grumbled, trying to shove Taehyung away, though his heart was still in turmoil.

Taehyung simply smiled

"Tae Hyungie!" Jungkook huffed, still upset but also a little touched by his words. "That's not funny. I miss them."

"Don't worry, I'll be your real pet from now on," Taehyung teased, squeezing Jungkook's side. "Just you and me, Bun."

The rest of the room, watching the drama unfold, couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, Kookie, you're too much!" Jimin said, wiping his tears from laughing so hard.

"I'm never letting anyone buy pets again, hyungie!" Jungkook said, shaking his head 

"Don't worry, Kookie, I'll make it up to you," Jin said, throwing a glance at Taehyung with a teasing smile. "Maybe next time I'll just stick to cooking pasta."

Jungkook pouted again. "Yeah, better not cook anything I love next time."

Taehyung, watching his bun finally calm down, chuckled. He was happy to see Jungkook return to his usual cuteness, even if the crabs were gone. After all, in Taehyung's mind, he is entirely happy seeing his opponent cooked.

"Now, the Bunny Plushie " Taehyung thought, a devilish smirk appearing on his lips as he looked at Jungkook.

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