Pregnancy is a unique journey that test everyone's physical and emotional strength, not only mom's but also dad's. It makes a person vulnerable, explicit and exposed in front of the world, only for the public to make a list of do's and don'ts but be...
It was around 2 in the morning, Taehyung opened his eyes. He glanced over at Jungkook, who was sound asleep, his chest bobbing and weaving in his warm, cosy slumber. To double-check if Jungkook was indeed sleeping, he gently waved his hand in front of him. When Taehyung saw that there was no reply, he slowly sat up and looked around. There is complete stillness; the only sound coming from anywhere is the ticking of the clock. He bent down and smooched Jungkook's puffy cheeks with his nose. Jungkook wriggled a little and snorted softly as he turned to the other side. With whimpers and hisses, Taehyung cautiously exited the bed and made his way to the closet. He quickly put on a black jacket after donning black jeans and t-shirts. He ruffled the shelf a little more, grabbed his mask, backpack and bandana, and left the closet to go use the restroom. He switched on the flashlight on his phone, looked around the cabin, and grinned when he discovered a pair of scissors and a nail cutter. As he was about to leave after grabbing it, his eyes fell on the hair style. Grasping it, he smiled as he ran his fingers along its wire. He retrieved his bag and stashed everything inside before leaving the restroom. He once again checked Jungkook and left the room, limping. He looked around as he descended the stairs. After piling the bag onto his back and mounting the bike, Taehyung let out a groan when he felt a sharp ache in his crotch. "F.ck. Key." When Taehyung realized he had left the key behind, he kicked the bike and swore. Just as he was ready to get off the bike, he noticed his bike key dangling in front of him. He cast a glance at the key and the hand that held it. "Are you looking for this?" Playfully fumbling with the key, Jungkook asked. When Taehyung reached to grab it, Jungkook quickly hid it behind him. "Jungkook." he warned him. "Come inside." Jungkook said, rolling his eyes. With a firm grip on Jungkook's hand, he took the key. "I will be back soon. Go inside. You will catch a cold." he said, tousling his messy hair but Jungkook inside of going out, he stood there staring at him. "I will be home in less than an hour, baby." Taehyung smiled at him, turning on the bike. "Okay" Without further ado, Jungkook hopped onto the bike and gripped his torso tightly. "Jungkook" Taehyung called him. "Let's go." he replied, tucking his chin on his shoulder. Seeing his stubbornness, Taehyung closed his eyes to control his anger. "F.ck. Come inside. I am not going anywhere." He said, annoyingly before getting off the bike and stomping his leg inside the mansion. Jungkook glared at the person who had just fled for a minute before headed back to the mansion. He closed the door before going to the room.
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As soon as Jungkook stepped inside their room, he saw Taehyung lying on the bed in his trousers, clenching his teeth and shaking his legs. Jungkook sighed and collected the dresses, which he had thrown on the floor, before keeping it on the chair. He took the backpack and kept it on the table and poured himself a glass of water and sipped it, occasionally looking over at Taehyung's extremely angry face. He filled the glass again and held it out for Taehyung. Taehyung stared at the glass before turning his face to the other side, tightening his palm into a fist. "Mm. Are you feeling better now?" Jungkook inquired, gulping down that glass of water but Taehyung didn't respond to him. "You were about to ride a bike." Jungkook asked, laying on the bed, pulling the duvet on him. He turned off the light and hummed. Taehyung gritted his teeth but the next minute, he almost screamed. "JUNG..JUNGKOOKK. NOOOO.." his eyes welled with the tears as he gripped Jungkook's hips tightly. "F.CK. NO. AH. ARGGHHH.." he groaned, when he felt that burning sensation all over his body, when Jungkook started grinding on him. "DON'T MOVE. AHHH. YOU.. YOUR. GRRRR.." Taehyung twisted when Jungkook almost rode him. He grabbed his tiny waist and squeezed it hard to stop him from moving. However, Jungkook slid off his lap and pushed his short down and wrapped his hand around his d.ck. "NOOOO.. JUNGkook I.. I will die." he whimpered. "You won't. And what's with that attitude, ah?" he asked, rubbing it up and down. Targeting slapped his hand unable to take in the pain. "I will tie you, Kim Taehyung." he said, scratching his tummy. "Ahh." Taehyung threw his head back, clenching his jaw. "Where were you going at this hour? Ah?" he said, but the poor boy was unable to let out any sound. "To your mistress?" Jungkook asked and s.cked it. "NOOO. JUNGKOOK.. NOO. PLease. I was not going anywhere. Uffff.." he said. "Didn't I tell you not to leave home?" he asked and squeezed his b.lls. "YES..YESSSS. YES." Taehyung screamed. "Then?" he asked. "I will not go anywhere. I won't." Taehyung pleaded. "Promise?" Jungkook asked, leaving his b..ls and looked at Taehyung's face, who was catching his breath. "Promise?" he again gripped his member. "PROMISSSEEEE. PROMISE." He screamed again. "Mm." After settling into a proper position, Jungkook dabbed at Taehyung's sweat-covered forehead. Taehyung felt like the entire surroundings were rotating. "Who has the upper hand in our relationship?" Jungkook asked, lying on his chest. "You." Eyes welling with tears, Taehyung mumbled. "Right. Will you show me that attitude to me, again?" he asked. Taehyung shook his head. "Good boy." Jungkook kissed his parted lips and smiled. Taehyung could still feel his legs shaking due to the pain. "I will apply soothing cream." Jungkook said and stood up and was about to go to grab the cream when he heard a few taps on the door. "I will see." he said and turned on the light and went to the door.
