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The morning sun cast a gentle glow across the room, warming Jungkook's face as he stirred from slumber. Nestled comfortably in the crook of Taehyung's arm, the two had shifted and moved throughout the night, only to return to this intimate position, where Jungkook's head rested upon Taehyung's chest and Taehyung's hand securely cradled his waist.

Jungkook's sleep-drowsy eyes blinked open, and he turned his gaze towards the most beautiful sight he could imagine—the peaceful slumber of his beloved husband. A soft smile graced his lips, revealing his bunny teeth, as he marvelled at the serene expression that adorned Taehyung's sleeping face.

This moment was everything Jungkook had yearned for through the years of longing and waiting. It was the warmth of Taehyung's embrace, the scent that was uniquely his, and the simple sight of his husband's sleeping face that now filled Jungkook's heart with contentment.

Despite the overwhelming emotions that swelled within him, Jungkook couldn't bring himself to utter those three words just yet. He understood that their journey had only just begun, and he wanted to give Taehyung the space and time to take their relationship at his own pace, free from any added pressures.

He chose to express his love through actions and tenderness, and he believed that actions spoke louder than words. He let his gaze linger on Taehyung's peaceful features, allowing the warmth of his smile to convey the depth of his affection.

The memories of last night flooded Jungkook's mind, filling him with a sense of wonder and longing. Every moment with Taehyung had been overwhelming—the gentleness of his touch, the strength in his embrace, the insatiable hunger in his kisses, and the sheer desire Taehyung had displayed.

Jungkook found himself lost in the memories of the wedding night, with a rush of emotions and sensations flooding his thoughts. It wasn't just the physical intimacy that had left him breathless; it was also Taehyung's heartfelt words that lingered in his mind, painting his cheeks a shade of crimson only Taehyung had the power to evoke.

"To let you know that no matter how much you want me, I want you just as much."

In the quiet of the morning, those whispered confessions still echoed in Jungkook's ears, making his heart flutter. Taehyung's declarations of love had been both sweet and passionate, leaving Jungkook feeling cherished and desired. The memory of Taehyung's voice, resonating with affection, sent a warm thrill through him.

"I'm kissing you not only because your lips are beautiful and delectable but also because they belong to you. Got it, Mr. Kim Jungkook?"

Taehyung's words seemed to play on repeat in Jungkook's thoughts. His lips curled into a soft, bashful smile at the romanticism of his husband's words. Taehyung knew how to express his love through both physical and verbal means, and Jungkook considered himself incredibly lucky to be on the receiving end of such affection.

Even the casual use of the term "baby" had taken on a special significance in Taehyung's mouth. Jungkook had always felt a bit cringey when he heard couples use the pet name "baby" for each other, but somehow, when Taehyung called him "baby," it felt uniquely endearing and intimate.

Those simple words, whispered between them, held a depth of meaning that Jungkook had never anticipated.

As Jungkook stirred, his intentions to get up from their cocoon of warmth were prevented by Taehyung's strong arms. The soft press of Taehyung's fingers against his waist and the gentle way Taehyung's fingers found their way into his hair sent tingles down his spine.

Jungkook blushed at the sensation and attempted to sit up, but Taehyung's sleepy murmur and the pull to stay in bed were persuasive.

Taehyung's plea, "Please, let's sleep for a little longer, my adorable husband; we have no work to do," made Jungkook's heart swell with affection.

Jungkook couldn't imagine a more perfect way to start their life together than in this warm, loving embrace. With a contented hum, Jungkook nestled his head back onto Taehyung's chest, relishing in the sensation of being held by the man he loved. They would have many more mornings like this, and Jungkook was eager to embrace each one.

Taehyung's eyes softened as he gazed at his husband, a gentle smile gracing his lips. "He seems cuter while sleeping," he whispered to himself, his fingers hovering just above Jungkook's cheeks. However, he held back, reluctant to disturb the man who appeared so peacefully asleep. Jungkook must be tired, Taehyung thought.

In the bathroom, Taehyung turned on the shower, and the soothing sound of water cascading down echoed in the room.

Jungkook stirred slightly, his eyelids fluttering as he gradually regained consciousness. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he noticed that Taehyung was no longer beside him. Sitting up, he looked towards the bathroom.

Soon enough, Taehyung emerged from the bathroom, his damp hair clinging to his forehead, wrapped in a wine-coloured bathrobe. To Jungkook's eyes, he looked utterly enticing.

looking like: "a lavish, delicious, ~umhh', moan-making hot meal at a 69-star restaurant."

A warm blush spread across Jungkook's cheeks, and he quickly turned away, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Glancing around the room, Jungkook mumbled, "You should have woken me up."

Taehyung moved closer, a tender smile on his lips. "You were sleeping so peacefully," he explained softly. "I thought I should let you rest a little longer." Leaning down, he pressed a gentle kiss to Jungkook's forehead. "Good morning."

A bunny-like smile graced Jungkook's lips, and he replied, "Good morning, Hyung." To Taehyung, that bunny smile was the most precious thing in the world.

"I'm going to the kitchen after getting ready," Taehyung murmured as he walked over to the mirror, examining himself. He added, "I'll prepare breakfast, so tell me what you want to eat."

Jungkook's mood brightened at the thought of Taehyung preparing breakfast. "Kimchi stew," he replied with a grin, and he exited the bed. After grabbing a towel and bathrobe from the closet, he returned to the room.

"I'll wait downstairs for you," Taehyung said as he moved towards the wardrobe to choose his clothes.

Jungkook nodded in agreement, exchanging smiles with Taehyung before heading into the bathroom. Taehyung, now dressed in comfortable and casual attire, made his way downstairs to the kitchen, ready to prepare a delicious breakfast for his pretty husband.

Eager to see his husband, Jungkook went downstairs to the kitchen. He hummed in delight as he caught an aroma of deliciously fried eggs and meat coming from the kitchen.

Jungkook then slowly walked without making any noise and stood leaning on the refrigerator. Taehyung was standing in front of the stove with his back to him. donning a blue apron, sleeves rolled up, giving Jungkook a full, dead-on view of his magnificent behind.

There was a blue string on his nape, where Jungkook wishes to wrap his hands once again; another string was knotted on his fine hips, which are perfectly made for Jungkook to wrap his thick thighs around; the thought made Jungkook grin in satisfaction.

"Looks like Jungkook wants to eat something else." With a smirk tugging at his lips, Taehyung murmured.

Ohmygod! For how long was Taehyung aware? Has he overdone the perfume? In embarrassment, he hastily caressed his heating cheeks and quickly closed his eyes.
 
After completing the stirring, Taehyung took the huge spoon out of the pan and turned off the heat. He turned around, crossing his arms over his chest, and couldn't help but smile at Jungkook, who was now blushing furiously. His husband's flushed face was endearing, making Taehyung feel incredibly lucky.

The apron was removed and casually draped over a kitchen chair. Taehyung grinned as he said, "Everything is ready; let's eat," and pulled the chair back for Jungkook.

Jungkook, still slightly flushed, nodded and took a seat, pondering if he should offer to help set the table. However, Taehyung swiftly began setting the table himself, making Jungkook's decision easy. Once everything was arranged, Taehyung settled beside Jungkook after serving both of them.

As Jungkook gazed at the steaming bowl in front of him, his mouth watered. He had woken up later than usual today, and his hunger was particularly pronounced. Waiting had been worthwhile, though, as his husband was an excellent cook.

With chopsticks in hand, Taehyung motioned for Jungkook to start eating. When Jungkook nodded, they began their meal.

Jungkook took a bite and was instantly delighted by the kimchi stew. It was prepared with care and love, evident in its rich flavours.

Between bites, Taehyung couldn't help but ask, "Is this good?"

Jungkook, enjoying every mouthful, replied with a contented grin, "Yes, it's perfect, just like a dish from a fancy restaurant."

Taehyung's smile widened at Jungkook's praise. "I'm glad you liked it," he said cheerfully, and they continued to enjoy their meal together.

While savouring their meal, both Jungkook and Taehyung noticed that they were hissing slightly as they ate due to their slightly bruised lips. Surprisingly, the sensation was oddly pleasant, a lingering reminder of their passionate kisses.

The morning after those intense kisses, both of them awakened with a heightened awareness of their slightly swollen lips. Jungkook, in particular, was startled by his own boldness and the fact that he had allowed himself to indulge in such intimacy. Taehyung, on the other hand, felt a twinge of guilt for not being more careful in the heat of the moment.

As they ate breakfast together, Jungkook found himself pondering whether it was time to confess something.

"H-hyung?" Jungkook began, his voice shaky but determined.

Taehyung hummed in response, his attention now focused entirely on Jungkook. This was the moment Jungkook had been building up to, and he needed to find the right words to express his feelings.

"Maybe it sounds silly," Jungkook stammered, his eyes nervously darting around, "but there's something I want to tell you."

Taehyung remained silent; his eyes locked onto Jungkook's. He was genuinely curious about what Jungkook was going to say.

"You are my f-first kiss," Jungkook confessed, his voice barely above a whisper, and he continued to stir the spoon in his bowl nervously.

He had been holding this confession inside him, unsure of how Taehyung would react. Jungkook wanted Taehyung to know how much that first kiss had meant to him, how it had made him feel like no one ever had before, and how he couldn't help but see Taehyung as someone truly special.

Taehyung understood just how significant that admission was. He had always been somewhat reserved in these matters himself, even now. The memory of their first kiss in the park, on that bench where Jungkook had sat in his lap, washed over Taehyung. It had been an overwhelming experience for him.

Taehyung hadn't anticipated being Jungkook's first kiss, and a hint of concern crept into his eyes. He genuinely hoped that Jungkook wasn't disappointed in sharing such a special moment with him.

"I hope you're satisfied sharing it with me," Taehyung expressed, his eyes reflecting his hope.

To face Taehyung directly, Jungkook turned his chair. He wanted Taehyung to understand that he had cherished that moment, that it had been even better than he had ever imagined or hoped for, and that Taehyung's worry was unnecessary.

"It was great. In fact, it was better than I could have ever imagined or wished for. You don't need to worry," Jungkook assured him, dismissing any doubts.

Jungkook decided it was best to keep secret their real first kiss, the one that had happened at the party when Taehyung had been intoxicated and kissed him, mistaking Jungkook for someone else. That experience hadn't been what Jungkook had wished for, but he was content knowing that his first kiss had been with the person he had dreamed of—Taehyung, the love of his life.

"Really?" Taehyung inquired, a noticeable relief washing over him.

Jungkook nodded, his charming smile convincing Taehyung that he truly meant it. To Jungkook's surprise, Taehyung gently cupped his face with both hands and pressed a sweet peck on his lips.

For a moment, Jungkook couldn't help but reminisce about the passionate, wet, and sloppy kisses from yesterday when Taehyung's lips had grazed his bruised ones. and the peck concluded with a soft smooch sound.

"I'm delighted I got to be your first kiss, Jungkook, and thank you for sharing that with me," Taehyung expressed with a radiant, boxy smile, still holding his cheeks.

Happiness radiated from Taehyung's voice and expression, eliciting a grin from Jungkook in return. Jungkook has no intention of revealing the true story behind their first kiss, as he doesn't want Taehyung to feel remorse for an action taken unwillingly in an intoxicated state. It was for the best.

Realising he had become a little too carried away, Taehyung released Jungkook's cheeks. Nevertheless, his smile remained as he observed Jungkook's happiness at the unexpected peck.

"It's getting cold, so let's eat," Taehyung suggested, and they resumed their breakfast, a newfound warmth lingering between them.

Taehyung couldn't help but grin so widely that it became difficult to chew his food. The memory from last night had suddenly resurfaced in his mind.

He recalled the way Jungkook had let out an impatient sigh when Taehyung's stumble had interrupted their passionate kiss. It was evident that Jungkook was eager for more.

Taehyung couldn't forget the sensation of Jungkook's fingers entwined in his hair, tugging it shamelessly and carelessly as they kissed. Jungkook's passion had ignited a wildfire within him. Jungkook is wild pleasantly

For a moment, Taehyung put his thumb under his chin, leaving his chopsticks, and used four fingers to cover his mouth, attempting to conceal his emotions.

Jungkook noticed Taehyung's mischievous smile and couldn't help but become curious.

Setting the chopsticks down and crossing his arms over his chest, he sighed, "N-Now what with this expression, Hyung?"

Taehyung turned to face the individual, who was sporting an adorable pout, and he couldn't contain his chuckle.

"You want to know?" Taehyung paused and asked Jungkook, who was still pouting.
 
Jungkook nodded excitedly.
 
 
Taehyung pointed to his lips and said, "See."
 
"It's soft, tempting, kissable, and eatable, so what?" Jungkook mumbled to himself as he puzzledly eyed Taehyung. then sighed, "What?"

 
"You said that you're inexperienced, right?" Jungkook nodded.
 

 
"I was thinking you did this to my lips despite your inexperience," Taehyung said, pointing at his lip's bruises. "I'm curious what you will do after having experience with a few more kisses," he added teasingly with a wide smirk.

Jungkook's eyes widened. Argh! He shouldn't have asked.

"Argh! I'm now worried about my lips." Taehyung continued to tease.
 

"gosh" Jungkook gasped and covered his cheeks with his hands. He removed the bowl, put his forehead on the table, and again covered the remaining visible face with his hands. Feeling embarrassed to face Taehyung.

Taehyung chuckled as he observed how cute he was being.

"By the way, Jungkook, you are a good kisser and pretty wild too." Taehyung stroked his hair and muttered with a playful smile on his face.

"H-Hyung, please stop talking already." Jungkook said and jerked Taehyung's hand away from his hair.

"See, you are wild."

Sighing, Jungkook closed his eyes and pressed his palms against his cheeks more to make sure Taehyung wasn't seeing his scarlet cheeks. and helplessly mumbled, "Please, Hyung, pllleaseeee..."

"Okay, I'll stop talking now; just eat your meal." Taehyung eventually gave up playing the tease, wanting Jungkook to finish his breakfast.

When Taehyung remained silent for a short while, Jungkook raised his head. He kept his hands on his cheeks and half opened his left eye first, observing Taehyung eating on his own. He then opened his right eye, too, and began eating by bringing the bowl closer.

Taehyung mumbled to Jungkook while keeping the dishes in the wash basin after both of them finished eating:

"I have a plan. I was thinking that we can go out to a lake or beach and have some fun. We can stop by any famous restaurant and pick up some of that cheese-fried chicken you love eating," "-and I love watching you lick your lips and cheeks with your soft tongue following." 

"Wow, good idea." Jungkook said, and asked, "When do we depart?"

"I guess now. If you haven't any problems."

"All right, I'll simply head to the room and return." Looking at Taehyung, eyes shining with excitement Jungkook said.

"Okay, I'll wait." Taehyung nodded.

 
Jungkook left the kitchen and was walking up the stairs when Taehyung looked at him from behind while leaning on the pillar, folding his hands on his chest, and called,

 
"Hey, my wild baby!"

 
And Jungkook swiftly turned back as if it was his real name, his real identity.

Jungkook sighed while punching the stair railing with his left fist, glaring at Taehyung with fake anger and adopting a cute pout.

When Taehyung started to giggle, Jungkook turned around, embarrassed, and proceeded up the stairs. A broad grin came on his face as a result of Taehyung's giggles and pleasant words. "my wild baby"  and Jungkook breathed, "yeah, yours."

to be continued.....

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