A/N: ayyo ladies and gentlemen!!

are you ready to get hyped up?

little taetae is on his way

i'm sorry if this chapter gets a bit confusing. please do tell me if anything is confusing

Three days.

There were only three days left till the wedding.

Jungkook tugged at his hair in frustration as he couldn't focus on his work. Giving up he hopes of getting any work done, he logged out of his laptop, switching it off and stuffing it in his bag, strolling out of his spacious office.

He needed some fresh air.

Jungkook sighed as he rubbed his head as he still hadn't figured out what Taehyung's issue was.

Why did he fucking hate him so much?

Yeah he wasn't the easiest person to be around but he hadn't even said a word when Taehyung had announced that he hated Jeon Jungkook.

Groaning internally at his stupid mind's conflicts, he nodded at his secretary as he passed his desk.

Looking at his secretary, he remembered that he had to fire him as soon as possible. He would have done it right away but he needed someone to deal with his work while he was off for the wedding.

Why did he want to fire his secretary though?

Well word had gotten around that his beloved secretary had found himself a boyfriend.

No, don't get him wrong. He never interfered into his employees personal lives.

But in this case, it was affecting his personal life.

His secretary, Yugyeom had decided to date him.

His ex-boyfriend.

BamBam.

That gold digging son of a bitch.

(i'm sorry, i dont mean any offence to the real ones. i'm only using their names with zero reference to the real peopele)

He had the audacity to show up at the office every evening to pick up Yugyeom, his new 'boyfriend' where less than a year ago, he had been busy getting fucked in the backseat of Jungkook's car, parked in this very car park.

How dare he.

How dare he show up here.

A shiver ran up his spine as he remembered the day when everything had crashed down on him by that single phone call. His dreams of the future, his love, his happiness all had been cruelly snatched away.

He had been planning to propose to him that week itself.

But then the hell personally cursed him or maybe the heavens blessed him.

Jungkook had been devastated when he had accidentally overheard that fated phone call.

'No. No Jungkook, don't think about that now. It will do you no good to remember the past. Focus on your future. Think about Taehyung. That pouty face which sometimes shows an adorable boxy smile worth dying for.'

Jungkook realized that he had never actually seen Taehyung's infamous boxy smile cause the only time they had met, Taehyung was nearly throwing a fit.

Why?

Because he apparently hates Jeon Jungkook.

It wasn't as if the older hadn't made an effort to understand what his issue was.

Well okay, he basically did call Taehyung a brat for not listening to his parents and also had forced him to marry him.

But it wasn't completely his fault okay!

Taehyung had been screaming at him without any reason and he'd also insinuated that he, Jeon Jungkook, was a snob!

Well he did look like one.

Acted like one also.

But that didn't mean he was okay!

Wait it did.

Oh shit.

A deep voice whispered in his head from his memories.

'Oh Shooky'

He groaned when he remembered Taehyung using shooky instead of cursing and saying shit.

That cute annoying guy.

He'd be the death of him-

Wait.

Hold up.

Did he just called Taehyung CUTE?

Oh no no no.

He didn't just say that.

He meant cu- um- cuddly- NO NO curious.

Yes.

He meant curious.

Cute who?

Cuddly who?

Jungkook was busy muttering to himself, not paying attention to his surroundings when,

*BAM*

Jeon Jungkook had successfully managed to walk into a streetlight post.

Wow.

What was even happening to him?

If this was his state before even marrying Taehyung when they had only spoken once, (if Taehyung screaming and throwing whatever his hands would get hold of at Jungkook counted as a conversation), then what would happen after they got married?

He would most likely end up with a concussion and consequently losing his memories of the last 30 years of his 25 year long life because of Taehyung's nasty habit of throwing things at him.

But that was beside the point.

You see, Jungkook had felt some attraction to the younger boy the day he had laid his eyes on him.

He had chosen to label the attraction as what one would feel while looking at a puppy or a kitten or Jimin.

What?

Jimin was a cute little mochi okay?

No judging him and his similes.

(A/N: i just realised that I'm only rambling at this point i'm sorryyyy)

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Three Days.

There were only three days left for Doom's Day.

Doom's Day for Taehyung at least.

Everyone else was behaving as if it was going to be the best day ever of his life.

Well they weren't really wrong to think that cause your wedding day is supposed to be one of the happiest and most memorable day of your life.

But for Taehyung it just wasn't.

Firstly he was being forced to marry someone, or rather Jeon Jungkook AGAINST his will.

And secondly, if Jungkook ever found Taehyung's secret, it would mean the end of his happiness.

He shuddered at the thought of how Jungkook would react once he found out that Taehyung was a little.

Would he laugh at him and bully him for the rest of their lives?

Or would he be disgusted and divorce him immediately?

Or even worse, he'd tell everyone, and that would bring shame to the Kim family.

Just that thought frightened the boy so much.

He had been thinking about this non stop for the last one month now, working himself up every single time.

And to make things even better, he hadn't slipped in the last 10 days, in the fear that someone would catch him in little space.

Someone or the other had been around him ever since the wedding preparations had started.

No one seemed to be ready to leave him alone.

Either it would be his mother asking him something or the other about the wedding decorations.

Or it would be Jin hyung for the clothes or the accessories or the shoes or something else.

And sometimes his dad would come to give him advice on how to deal with married life or the business matters.

And sometimes it would be Mrs Jeon, insisting to send some time before the wedding to bond with her future son-in-law over a 'cup of green tea' because after the wedding 'he would be very busy'.

Yeah she had actually wiggled her eyebrows while saying that.

And he hated green tea, just to make things even more better.

So yeah, he had absolutely no free time in the last few days to slip.

And that was taking a toll on him.

Little TaeTae needed to come out soon or else he might end up slipping somewhere public, or even worse during the wedding.

He did have a couple of hours to himself now though.

His mom had gone to the wedding venue to check if everything was ready for tomorrows rehearsal.

His dad had gone to the company head quarters for some work.

Mrs Jeon had just left an hour back so she wouldn't be coming back any time soon.

And Jin hyung was on a date with his husband, Namjoon hyung.

Everyone was busy for at least the next 4 to 5 hours.

And that was enough for him to slip, relax and then come back.

He picked up his phone to check if any of them had messaged him that they were coming over or if there were any change in plans.

But to his luck, there were no change in plans that would hinder his plans.

In fact his mother had texted him saying that she would be 2-3 hours late cause of traffic.

Wonderful.

No, he wasn't being sarcastic.

He has the entire afternoon and evening to himself.

Getting of the couch in the living room, he walked up into his bedroom.

Being stinking rich had it's perks.

His room was like a small flat itself.

It had it's own living room, study room and a tiny kitchenette.

Walking into his kitchen, he opened the drawer with the secret compartment, taking out his pacifier, baby bottle.

As he shut the drawer with haste, he hurt his finger.

"Fuschia son of a biscuit"

He groaned, his finger throbbing in pain. But he was soon distracted from the pain as his eyes landed on his pacifier.

Seeing his favorite pacifier, he almost slipped, but he controlled it, reassuring himself that he would slip in a few minutes.

Filling the bottle up with warm milk, he carried the items and walked into his bedroom.

Dropping the pacifier on the bed and keeping the bottle on the dresser, he walked into his huge closet, pulling out his favorite dinosaur onesie.

Pulling off his tight skinny jeans and button up, he changed into the comfortable onesie.

He was going to slip any minute now.

Quickly, he pulled out his favorite Tata plushie from the back of the closet and his fluffy blanket that he loved cuddling up to.

Hugging his plushie tight, he walked back into the bedroom, jumping on to his bed.

Being a lightweight, he bounced multiple times because of the impact, giggling

"TaeTae ish lwittle nauw."

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A/N:

i'm so excited for the next chapterrrr.

You all shall meet little TaeTae.

Please be nice to him.

He's a little bit shy you see.