No one was saying a word for a moment before Jungkook broke the silence, pushing himself away from his position at the door in order to walk over to Taehyung until he stood in front of his boy and towered over him.

"So? Care to explain what you're doing here? Hmm?", Jungkook asked lowly, taking Taehyung's chin between his fingers. But Taehyung ripped his head out of his hold.

Fire was burning in his eyes when he picked the picture frame back up and held it accusingly in front of Jungkook.

"Why the fuck do you have a picture of me when I was ten?!! You are a fucking pedophile, how can you be so disgusting!", Taehyung yelled at Jungkook accusingly, shaking the picture frame in his hand.

Jungkook stared at him with an unreadable expression on his face, hands balled into fists to his sides. That couldn't be possible. First, Taehyung sneaked into his office and now he found the picture frame, his most precious possession?

Jungkook has searched years over years for that one special boy he couldn't forget. When he was 15, he met a beautiful 10 years old creature and was so infatuated with this being that he craved to have even such a person as his.

He got a photo of even that little angel, this doll-like boy with a kind of beauty so infatuating that Jungkook fell in love after just one meeting. He never got to see this kid again, so he tried to replace him. Barely a child himself, Jungkook promised that if he was ever to find someone as infatuating as this boy again, he was going to marry that person.

So Jungkook became obsessed with a certain type of innocent women and men, all puppy-eyed and gorgeous, sweet and kind. Like the boy.

The boy Taehyung claimed to be.

"Wait... you say, that's... you?", the mafia king asked slowly, not believing his ears and eyes. There, in front of him... the resemblance was too obvious now that Taehyung held the photo right next to his face, scoffing angrily. 

"Yes, you slow brained monkey! H-how dare you! You creep, spying on little children, since when do you watch me?!", Taehyung yelled, hot tears of anger rushing to his eyes. He felt used and incredibly vulnerable.

Unknown to him, Jungkook hasn't known it was him. But once that realization dawned to him, it was too late. Taehyung tumbled away in horror when he saw the look on Jungkook's face, remembering the encounter.

"I-I met a boy, in a park. Some kids picked on me because they didn't like how feminine I looked. They bullied me but this boy came up to me and protected me", Taehyung whispered, words stumbling over his lips before he could stop them.

He remembered now. And realized that he has met Jungkook before.

"I am not a black Chess figure like you are, Mister, that's why they picked on me, I think. My Momma says so but they actually don't know, I think...",

"Then what are you, Sweetheart?"

"A white Chess Queen!"

Taehyung gasped, the picture frame slipped out of his fingers, crashing to the carpeted floor. Horror overtook him because unknowingly, he has already exposed his hidden identity to his worst nightmare, his kidnapper.

Jungkook knew who he really was.

Said man bent down to grab the frame, placing it back carefully onto the desk before calmly turning towards the smaller blond. Yet there was a raging fire burning in his eyes that made Taehyung realize that he should've kept his mouth shut.

"You are the one I've been searching for all this time", Jungkook whispered, absolutely astonished. For once, he didn't know what to say. The one he loved then was the one he loved now.

"You told me you're a white Chess Queen. Is that true, doll? Why didn't you tell me now?", he then asked the question of questions.

Taehyung took another step backwards.

"I was a child, I didn't know any better! I didn't know this rarity was going to get me killed!", he exclaimed, slapping a hand over his mouth when these daring words left his mouth before he could stop them

"It was you, the whole time... the one I love now is the one I loved in the past. And you're a rarity. Perfectly fitting to me, the most powerful man alive", Jungkook purred, strutting forward. He easily grabbed his doll who tried slipping away from his hold, scared.

Jungkook finally found out about his real identity and that Taehyung was the boy of his dreams, the cause of his real obsession. And all hell broke loose for him.

The Mafia king's hold on his waist tightened, fingers digging into the lascivious curve of his waist to press him close, until not even a sheet of paper could fit beneath the two. Taehyung gasped scared, hands trying to push the dominant away but with no use.

Before he could react, Jungkook's desire churned and he couldn't hold himself back anymore: he leaned forward, pressing his lips on Taehyung's mouth. The beautiful male mewled surprised, clutching helplessly onto Jungkook's collar.

Jeon Jungkook, King of Kings, was kissing him. Hot warm lips pressed against his and Taehyung just then realized that his first kiss was stolen by the man. It felt good to be kissed, Taehyung admitted that. He has dreamed about that moment.

His momma always told him that kissing felt like sparkling water, tickly but beautiful. Taehyung liked this feeling and unknowingly, he kissed Jungkook back.

Once he realized what he was doing, he regretted it. When did his eyes close? Taehyung's eyes widened and he whimpered, feeling Jungkook's hands slipping to his ass, holding him possessively close.

His lips were demanding and his tongue was asking for entrance, his other hand moving up to caress Taehyung's hair. The little blond sobbed into the kiss, he felt overwhelmed, this feeling was so amazing but it was wrong.

So Taehyung did the only thing he could think of, he bit down harshly into Jungkook's bottom lip, earning a scream from the man. Jungkook let abruptly go off Taehyung who used this opportunity to storm off, hopefully finding an empty room to hide.

He ignored his aching leg, reaching for the door handle. His try to run away was stopped when a large hand slammed against the wood, preventing him from opening the door. Another hand grabbed his waist and harshly pressed him into door.

"You shouldn't have done that, doll", he heard Jungkook whisper in his ear, feeling something hard press against his bum. The entirety of Jungkook's muscular body was pressed against him and Taehyung whimpered.

"If you thought I wouldn't let you go before, you thought wrong because now I'll never let you leave my side, not when I searched for you for years."

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So the secret is revealed, Taehyung is actually Jungkook's obsession from many years ago, his disappeared childhood crush ! and he already knew what Tae's identity was before.

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