INTRO

Taehyung was very excited to arrive home.

Of course his excitement had to do with the “surprise” his mother had promised
him when he got home from school that day.

Many might have not necessarily positive opinions about an eleven year old boy
who was still very anxious and happy when his mother came to pick him up from
school, but the truth was simple and precious; Taehyung wasn't at all interested
in what his classmates, or even people he didn't properly know, might say about
him.

Taehyung held his backpack tightly with anxiety, while his mother talked to him
about the wonderful gift she had given him.
The tall woman thought it was fun to have her son doubt, she enjoyed it,
however, she knew that Taehyung would like the gift. It was something the little
boy had been asking for for a long time.
—Okay, TaeTae, here's your gift. —The woman spoke with a big smile.

He placed the box very carefully on the coffee table, and motioned to his little
son to open the box, but carefully, cautiously, and delicately.

The little boy nodded, and then removed the lid of the box very carefully, as his
mother had instructed him, and his eyes opened enormously with great surprise,
while a beautiful smile appeared on his lips.

—A bunny!

A small, white, furry creature lay in the box, waiting patiently to be given room to
move.

Taehyung took the little animal in his hands, and smiled sweetly at it as he
stroked its pretty fur, and later left a kiss on its shiny white head.

—Kookie. That will be your name, bunny.

Taehyung's mother was very happy with her son's reaction and approval of his
new pet, which made him completely forget everything he had to hear from the
woman who had given him the animal.

Frankly, that old lady was crazy. He wanted at all costs to prevent Taehyung's
mother from taking that rabbit home, she said it was cursed, that it wasn't safe
what she could do.

He warned him about the animal's box number, “21.”

"Twenty-one. It is an enchanted number. The animal is. “That rabbit won’t bring
you any good times.”

It was just a fluffy white rabbit.

How many things could I do?

Taehyung was in his room, silently, processing all the bad times he had suffered
that same afternoon before arriving home.

He didn't understand why his classmates were such bad and violent people.
They solved everything with blows, and only left more problems instead of
solutions.

He was tired of arriving with new bruises on his face for not fitting in with the
group of his peers. He didn't understand anything.

And as if it were something recent, her tears fell again, not one by one, millions
by millions. Her tears were waterfalls, and her sobs were only a sign of pain, but
not physical.

A child of only fourteen years old did not deserve so much unjust suffering.

“Sorry for not liking racing cars, I'm really sorry.”

“Sorry my favorite color isn't blue or red, I'm sorry.”

“I'm sorry for preferring to play hide-and-seek with the girls, rather than racing
with you, excuse me.”

Her tears and sobs bounced against her pillow, but that didn't interest her.
He felt very alone. He had no brothers. He didn't have a father. And his mother
was almost never there. It was horrible.

And just as he was cursing his life again, a silky white ball of hair snuggles up to
the side of his face, looking for caresses, looking for comfort, but he stops it
himself.

Taehyung avoids crying so as not to wet his little animal, and lays it on his chest,
to caress it, and feel calmer on his own.

The truth is, her bunny's fur was very calming, almost magical.

His eyes are big, bright and charming, and his teeth are the cutest things that can
exist.

"If you were human, everything would be easier, right?" Tae murmurs with a
broken voice, "would we be friends, Kookie?"
The rabbit approaches Tae's face, rubbing his own head against the boy's
chubby cheek.

Taehyung smiles.

-I'll take that as a yes. —Strokes his fur—Thank you, Kookie.

S 2M

Taehyung arrived at his apartment that night, in the company of a handsome boy
with tanned skin, small eyes and orange hair, worn out, he seemed to be as
eighteen years old as Tae was.

Your rabbit was on the couch, taking a nap, when the door is opened, and
laughter enters the room, waking up and scaring the animal.

It was its owner, Taehyung, but he didn't come alone.

He was talking to a boy, both very animatedly, but somewhat sweet.

The rabbit growled when both boys approached the sofa, and sat together, next
to the animal.

—Kookie, little one! —the blue-haired man exclaimed animatedly, delicately

taking the animal to place it on his lap—How are you, little one? —He asked,
stroking her head.

As if the animal could respond, Taehyung watched it expectantly, still massaging

its head with his fat fingers.

-Is very pretty. —The boy next to Taehyung commented, directing his fingers to
the rabbit's fur, where he caressed for a few seconds, before the animal,
suspicious, directed its teeth at the boy's hands—Ouch! —He complained,
removing his hands.
Tae withdrew all his attention from the animal, to put it on the other boy, who was
screaming in pain from a simple wound on his hand.

—I-I'm sorry, I-I don't usually do that, I-I'm sorry. —The blue-haired man
stammered, taking the boy's hand and caressing it gently.

The orange-haired man's face changed completely from an expression of pain to

a calmer, and somewhat blushing one.
Both boys looked at each other, and smiled, before the one with dyed orange hair
approached the blue-haired boy a few centimeters, placing his hands on his
cheek, and smiling at him.

The rabbit waited for a dangerous movement from the orange-haired man to start
attacking, but after the smile that the blue-haired man had, he couldn't do
anything.

I was happy.

What could I avoid? He was just very happy.

And he couldn't even imagine when the orange-haired man suddenly kissed the
blue-haired boy's lips.

The rabbit got up from the bluenette's lap, being completely unnecessary in that
scene, and returned to Taehyung's room, where he could rest without being
interrupted.
 [...]

It was already quite late, the rabbit heard the main door close, and a while later,
the bedroom door open, revealing a smiling blue-haired boy.
When Taehyung caught the rabbit in his bed, he giggled towards it, ending up
lying down next to it, while stroking its soft fur.

—Why did you do that, Kookie? —The blue-haired man smiles.

The rabbit gives up, and snuggles into the blue-haired boy's neck.

He feels Tae laugh.

—I see you didn't like Hoseok.

Well.

I couldn't deny it.

But if he was happy...

“A simple rabbit” couldn't do much.

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That afternoon the apartment was empty, and the only thing that could be heard
throughout the city was a heavy drizzle that tapped on the windows of the place.

The rabbit was cold, but he was also scared.

Taehyung hadn't arrived yet.

He had gone out a few hours ago with his jerk boyfriend, Hoseok, but neither of
them had a completely happy face.
The rabbit was not surprised.

They had been a couple for a year, but it definitely hadn't been the happiest year
for either of them.

Taehyung and Hoseok had argued a lot in the last few days, and the poor rabbit
was always present in every situation, watching his poor TaeTae cry with every
painful word and phrase that his insensitive partner threw at him.

It was not fair.

Taehyung was someone amazing.

And it was that simple rabbit who was with him when he cried over that idiot.

When the poor rabbit felt like he was dying of boredom, a slamming door burst
his ears, and he jumped up in fear.

The door to the room is opened, and the blue-haired boy appears behind it, with
his wet black hat in his hand, and his coat half taken off, which is immediately
thrown to the floor next to the hat, after that, he throws himself into the room.
edges of his bed, and his sobs are painful.

The bunny, worried, approaches the blue-haired boy's hair, and rubs his head
there for a moment, trying to get his owner's attention, but he is immersed in
tears.
After a moment of concern for the rabbit, Taehyung raises his face in his
direction, revealing his beautiful glassy and swollen eyes, his pained expression
on his face, and his equally swollen lips.

But like that, broken completely in half, Taehyung forms a small smile on his lips
for the rabbit, and pets its head gently.

—Looks like Hoseok has found himself someone better, Kookie.

—Don't worry, mom, I'll be fine. It's just another day, don't feel bad.
(...) No, no, I won't allow it. Stay home, I'll be fine. My friends will come, I won't be
alone. (...) Of course yes. (...) I love you too, mom. See you later.

Taehyung sighed after hanging up his mother's call.

He lay back down on his bed, next to his furry, whitish bunny, and smiled bitterly.

—“My friends will come…” —He imitated himself—I don't have any. —He
laughed at himself— It will be a silent birthday, and full of pampering for you,
Kookie.

The rabbit snuggled into the crook of Taehyung's neck, like it always did, making
the now brunette laugh.

—It's better to sleep, you're right. —The chestnut-haired man speaks, smiling—
By the time it's twelve, I hope to be asleep. They will not be the happiest twenty-
one years of my life.
After that, the brunette closed his eyes, feeling drawn to sleep by the soft and
tentative fur of his rabbit on his skin, until finally, his breathing became gentle and
calm; he had fallen asleep.

He couldn't realize that his precious rabbit was anxious in some way, so he
moved a lot in his owner's bed, while in his mind only two words made him jump
every time he remembered them, every time his precious owner she caressed
him, every time she realized that the little boy she knew when she was eleven
years old would finally turn twenty-one. And those were;

"At last"

He also didn't feel when something in his bed took up more space than it should.
Not even when his rabbit out of nowhere disappeared.

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I had so much sleep still accumulated. He didn't want to open his eyes, he
wanted to allow himself to sleep all day, since there would be nothing more
interesting to do.
His birthday was no exception to continue being a completely boring and ordinary
day. His mother wouldn't be there with him either, she would still be in Daegu,
with her current husband, and the two little children she had a year ago with that
man, whom Taehyung didn't physically know.

He wanted to move a little to accommodate himself better, but the truth is that he
found himself very comfortable in that position, tightly clinging to that pillow with
such a delicious smell.

"Wait..."

Taehyung didn't open his eyes when he ran his hands over that pillow, blushing
instantly when he felt a fucking marked abdomen in his hands.

"Pillow?!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, with his breathing already heavy, and found what
he least expected to find in his bed, on his birthday.

A man.
A beautiful man with well-defined features, very tentative and sensual parted lips,
and the most fun but no less chilling.

Rabbit teeth.
He wanted to scream, to hit the man he had slept with without remembering, but
he found himself with clothes on, so he was surprised.

"As?"

“Did I go to bed with this one and put all my sleeping clothes back on?”

“Where is Kookie...?”

Lost in a train of thought, he feels the man removers. Taehyung gets scared, but
internally squeals when the still sleeping man approaches him, and positions
himself over him, hiding his face in Taehyung's neck while placing his hands on
his chest.

Taehyung is seething at that moment, wanting to withdraw from that strangely

delicious position, but at the same time not.
Then he remembers his rabbit.

"It just can't be..."

“Kookie always goes to bed like this…”

—Kk-kookie? —He whispers something trembling.

Only in that moment, the man stirs again, and Taehyung feels his lips on his
neck, managing to shudder.

The man rubs his nose on Taehyung's neck, managing to shake Tae even more,
but uncomfortable when he discovers that the man above him is completely
naked.

—Taehyung, why do you always wake up so early? —The man speaks for the
first time, hoarse.

Taehyung shudders again, and doesn't say anything, hoping the man will realize
where he is and what he's doing.
—Wait... —He stands up a little on his arms to look at Taehyung—I'm talking! —
The man smiles widely. —You're finally twenty-one!

Taehyung doesn't understand anything, he wants to cry from frustration, but he

still feels humiliation and shame when he has a robust and handsome man on
top of him, completely naked.

-Oh... You make me so much more handsome when I can touch you with my
fingers. —The man smiles again, and his fingers caress Taehyung's cheek,
causing a very adorable pink color to appear on them.

Taehyung is stuck, he can't speak, he's shocked.

Was this your rabbit? Your little Kookie?

-Who are you? —He manages to ask, with a low voice.

—The man caresses Taehyung's brown hair, delighted with it, and immediately
looks at the little brunette's eyes again.

—I thought you would notice. —The man laughs beautifully—I'm Kookie, Tae.
Taehyung swallows, and takes a quick look at the still naked man.

—N-no. You're not... a bunny. You're not my bunny.

The tender gaze of the man above him completely transforms into a different
one, even in the corners. As if Taehyung had provoked him in some way, his
gaze becomes flirtatious, perverted, and in that he believes that everything
couldn't be weirder...

He feels an erection grow over his abdomen.

His eyes widen with fear, with surprise.

—Baby, I'm not a bunny anymore. —He caresses Taehyung's cheek gently, and
smiles slyly—But if you want, we can do what rabbits do.
Taehyung wanted to die.

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-BUT WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?! G-GET OFF, MAN?!

The man, confused by Taehyung's sudden desperation, gets off of him, and
Taehyung stands up desperately, running his hands over his face, while pulling
his hair, completely frustrated and somewhat scared.

"Don't do that, Taehyung," the man complains, leaning on the headboard of the
bed, looking at the brunette carefully.

Taehyung, confused, looks at him, frowning.

—Ha-do what? —He asks with a somewhat broken voice.

The man, still looking at him, stands up, revealing his entire body exposed, which
he himself did not care about, and walked in front of Taehyung, to remove his
large hands from his hair, and leave them at his sides.

—Don't pull your hair. You know that makes you sick. You must control your
panic attacks in another way, the doctor told you. Not with physical self-harm. —
The boy smiled slyly, now with more innocence.

Taehyung opens his lips, completely perplexed by what he just heard, and out of
nowhere, he calms down a little.
—How... How do you know that?
The man laughs again.

Taehyung can't help but take a fleeting glance at his firm, visibly strong chest,
and scolds himself immediately, looking back into the man's big eyes.

—You told me, Taehyung. You always talk to me.

-No! I'm not talking to you, I-I...

—Taehyung. It's me, for God's sake. Didn't you know this was going to happen?

Taehyung frowns, confused, and slowly shakes his head, scanning the boy's face
and hair all over.

Her hair is black, and has beautiful waves, while her face is simply art. He is very
handsome. But not. Taehyung doesn't know him. You can't get carried away by
its beauty.

-Box. Didn't you read what it said under the box when I...
-No! What are you talking about? My mom gave me a rabbit when I was eleven,
and I didn't even know... I do not know anything.

The man sighs tiredly. He never thought he had to explain all that, since his
owner must have known better.

—Okay, I'm going to explain, but don't you have some food? I'm starving.

Taehyung shakes his head somewhat embarrassed, and the man smiles and
pats his head kindly.

-Don't worry. Lets go buy.

Taehyung nods, still in shock, and prepares to follow the man, who was about to
open the apartment door, when Taehyung notices a tiny detail.

-DO NOT OPEN! —Taehyung slams the door shut, and leans against it, avoiding
the boy's path.

-What's happening? Come on, Taehyung, I'm hungry. —He pouts.

Taehyung wanted to laugh at how adorable the man's pout suddenly looked, but
he quickly returned to his stiff, but still nervous posture.

—Kookie... Say... Um, boy... I-I think you should put on some clothes before...

-Because? I have never used. Are you ashamed now? —Laugh something
flirtatious.
Taehyung blushes instantly, and tries to ignore the boy and his spontaneous
flirtations.

—Come, I'll lend you some clothes. —Taehyung takes his hand, and pulls him
with him to his room.

The boy sits on the bed again, calmly, while Taehyung, trying to calm down and
process everything, goes to his closet in search of something for his... Rabbit.

Was this serious?

Was your precious rabbit a human? Or was this a wish? Why did his twenty-one
have anything to do with all this?
I was too lost.

He took out a black T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants from his closet, along with
some new boxers that he had never worn, and later left the clothes on the bed,
next to the boy, who observed them carefully.

—What do I do with this? —He asks Taehyung innocently.

—Then put it on.

-I do not know how to do it.

—It has to be a joke, right?

The boy smiles and shakes his head tenderly. Taehyung watches his smile
carefully. Those buck teeth were preciously adorable, even more so on such a
human... It doesn't matter.

Taehyung sighs, and bites his lip, running out of options.

-Alright. Le-get up. —After that, the boy stands up smiling, and Taehyung
approaches, and takes the boxers—Hey, lift u-one foot.
The boy lifts one foot, and Taehyung kneels, staying right in front of the boy's
member, and trying to ignore it, to slip the boxers over his foot.

—Lower your foot, and raise the other. —Ask for more calm.

The boy does so, and Taehyung puts the boxers over his other foot. The moment
the boy lowers his foot to the ground again, he feels something brush his hair,
and the boy stir a little.

He doesn't even want to imagine what it is.

He takes the sides of the boxers, and cautiously slides them down the boy's
thighs.

You can't help but notice that his thighs are perfectly firm, strong and as marked
as his abdomen would be. Taehyung didn't know how it could be possible for the
boy to be so robust.

He was a lazy rabbit!

The boxers finally fit around his hips, and Taehyung finally breathes easy.
He takes the black shirt in his hands.

-Raise your arms. -Asks.

The boy smiles, and raises both his arms with his eyes closed and a beautiful
smile curving his lips appears again.

Taehyung notices that the boy is very tall, and snorts.

He takes his desk chair, and climbs up to put the shirt over the boy's arms and
head, who laughs while everything happens, until Taehyung carelessly rubs his
knuckles against his abdomen.
The boy remains silent, and when Taehyung sees his face again, he is smiling
slyly, and his eyes have a peculiar shine.

Taehyung ignores him, and gets off the chair, pushing it aside again, to grab his
pants.

—Can you put your pants on? It's the same as with underwear.
—He asks embarrassed, looking at the floor.
He doesn't hear an answer, he only feels the pants being carefully removed from
his hands, and when he raises his head, he only sees a smiling black haired
man, sitting on the bed again to put on his pants.

Taehyung smiles anyway, and thinks that he shouldn't be looking at the boy
anymore, so he blushes instantly and leaves the room to go to the bathroom.

His needs are done, and when he leaves the small bedroom, he finds the boy
looking closely at some paintings.

Taehyung realizes that the boy was tricking him, he said he couldn't put on his
clothes, because the boy had taken out a pair of shoes.

Of course he didn't bother. For some reason in the universe, he laughed.

He addresses the boy again, and realizes that he is watching the image of his
mother, him, and the white rabbit in the garden of his old house.
—I can't believe that rabbit is you. It's so stupid. —He sighs frustrated, and looks
at the boy, who is still smiling looking at the rest of the paintings.
—Why do you still have a photo with Hoseok?

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Taehyung shifted uncomfortably.

—Mm... Don't know... It's a nice photo, don't you think?... It was a nice day that...

Kookie continued looking at the photograph without any expression. He just

watched and watched, and it was beginning to exasperate Taehyung that he
thought so much just because of that photograph that he had simply forgotten to
take out of the drawer.

—Hoseok left you for someone else. Why keep something from someone who
hurt you so much?

The damn boy was right.

Taehyung felt small and not precisely because of his height, which was shorter
than the Kookie boy.
He never had the courage to remove that photograph, despite what had
happened.

—I don't know if I want to talk about that now... Why don't we go shopping? You
must be hungry.

Kookie nodded again, smiling. Until now, Taehyung had noticed how cheerful the
boy seemed to be.

It was all still very strange to him, obviously. It's not every day that your pet would
turn into a human just because it came out in a supposed box which you never
read.

Taehyung tried to smile, which ended up being just an awkward grimace.

The boy hadn't apparently noticed it, but he had touched a somewhat sensitive
spot for Taehyung.

Kookie knew that Tae had suffered a lot during the breakup season with Hoseok,
but it's not like Taehyung had told him every detail of their relationship. He was
not a crazy person who talked to walls, plants or animals either.

Taehyung grabbed his wallet from his room, the boy's hand guiding him to the
outskirts of the building.
The boy's naivety and innocence was adorable in every way.
The boy waved his hand as he walked around the outskirts of the apartment,
without even noticing if they might be judging him, without noticing that he lived in
such a conservative society.

Taehyung felt strangely comfortable. The warmth of their hands together was
something very comfortable and beautiful, at least for him.

Kookie was smiling, looking around, very fascinated by everything he saw.

The rabbit did not usually leave the apartment every day, perhaps only three or
five times a year.

Taehyung thought that it must have been very frustrating for him as a rabbit to
spend it within those boring four walls.

For now, she was grateful that she hadn't crossed the line when she was with
Hoseok in his apartment.

The rabbit had seen it all!

Have you ever seen them kissing?

Of course. Their first kiss was on the couch in their apartment with the rabbit in
their lap.
Taehyung felt his cheeks get hot, and he removed his hand from Kookie's to run
them over his somewhat nervous face.

Kookie looked at him strangely.

-Something happened? Our hands were tightly joined. —Kookie looked more
closely at Taehyung's face, and noticed his sudden warmth—Why do you look
like a strawberry? You look pretty like this. —Kookie smiled widely.

Taehyung felt himself blush more.

It certainly seemed funny to him that the boy was so tender and cheerful,
considering that when he was on top of him, in his bed, with a sudden erection,
the last thing he thought of was someone tender.

Taehyung smiled and covered his face in embarrassment.

—I-it's nothing. It's just... Hey! There is the cafeteria. —He took the boy's hand
again, and accelerated his pace to the cafeteria somewhat nervously—Come on,
let's go Kookie.

The boy pressed his hands together as he was dragged by Taehyung until they
reached the cafeteria, where they both took a seat next to each other.

Kookie didn't understand the process of buying or ordering, so he just kept

watching out the window while Taehyung waited for a waiter.
Just then, a girl with a ponytail in her reddish hair and glasses arrived at her side.

-Good day. —The girl smiled, observing both boys, taking a few extra seconds to
inspect Kookie—Can I take your orders now?

Kookie, hearing the girl's voice nearby, looked back from the window to her.

While the girl finished writing down the orders that Taehyung made, Kookie
looked at her hair, catching her attention at the familiar color.
—Tae hyung! —He exclaimed, smiling widely, startling both the girl and the boy
—She has the hair color you had two months ago!

The girl let out a somewhat uncomfortable laugh, and looked at her notebook
again, noticing that she had finished writing, so she bowed and left.

A reddened Taehyung turned to look at Kookie, who was still smiling happily.

—Kookie... You don't have to scream for such simple things...

—She had the same color in her hair!

-I know but...
—But you looked more handsome in it! I remember crying a lot that season
because I really wanted you to turn twenty-one so I could touch your red hair with
these hands, Tae hyung! —He raised his hands smiling slyly, looking at them—
But just a month later, you changed your hair color again. I think you still look
handsome, hyung, but I really wanted to touch that red hair... —He pouted.
Taehyung couldn't control the color in his cheeks and the sudden nervousness
that suddenly began to overcome him.

He was a rabbit-boy who had probably been human for less than twenty-four
hours, and in a few seconds he managed to make him nervous like no one else.

It was horribly wonderful.

—Do you... H-how old are you supposed to be, Kookie? Say-I mean, if you call
me hyung...

—Oh! The truth is that I'm not sure. Hmm... When I came to your house in that
box, you were eleven... I must be a year younger than you, I guess... These are
the rules. —He shrugged his shoulders, beginning to play with a napkin on the
table.

-Rules? I don't understand anything...

Kookie put down the napkin, and sat up straight in his seat before standing in
front of Taehyung to look him in the eyes.
—Did you really not read the box, Tae? —Taehyung shook his head—I was born
with a goal. I don't know what it is exactly, but to achieve that goal, my three rules
are: care, protect, love. I guess, I was born to take care of you and protect you.

Taehyung nodded slowly.

—But, no, I still don't understand. Why are you a magic rabbit? Why are you
human now and... What if you're not with me? Do you disappear or something?
Are you like a guardian angel?

Kookie laughed.

—Although I like the term, no. Listen... I was born... Uhm... Let's say, I'm... I am
made for you. As... Uhm... What do you say that you were with Hoseok? They
protect each other, take care of each other, love each other... I don't know, but
the point is, whatever the case, if I'm here, it's because of you. Caring, protecting,
loving. If I am your rabbit, and you are my owner, it means that my three rules
must apply to you. Love you, take care of you, protect you.

—Wait, wait... —He sighed frustrated— Let me see if I understand... Species like
you are born for a person and must fulfill a goal by applying it with three rules
while they are with the person...?

-Exactly! It's good that you understand. —He smiled—I am your pet, you are my
owner, in your words. In mine, you would be my reason and I would be your goal.
-Goal...
—My mission is supposed to fulfill a goal in the life of my reason, or my owner
must overcome or obtain something he always wanted, with me. That doesn't suit
me, so I don't know what you want. It is something that is deep inside you.

Taehyung thought about that very well.

Anything he was looking forward to...?

—But... And when the goal is achieved...? What will happen?

-Don't know. I don't know what that goal is, so I'm up to you. For example, if your
goal is to have a super toaster, I become one and boom! Goal accomplished. I'll
stay as a toaster forever.

Taehyung laughed.

You definitely wouldn't want your rabbit to transform into a toaster.

—Okay, I think I understand everything... But why a rabbit?

—Well, that also has to do with you. When you were little, you really wanted to
have a rabbit because they're cute and all. I'm supposed to be given to you in the
way that you don't get bored of me. For example, when you were little, you didn't
get bored of me because I was a cute, cuddly rabbit, and you loved those
adorable things. Now, as a teenager, you began to see me more from the side...
Uhm... Of salvation? Don't know. You suffered a lot in your adolescence because
of your tastes, you went through a lot of bullying in your adolescence, and the
first thing you did when you got home was come to me, hug me and cry with me.
You could say like... Uhm...

-Comfort zone...?

-Yes, that exactly. And well, now more adult, well... —He laughed a little more
hoarsely— You like sex. And well, rabbits usually have a lot.

—O-okay, stop it! I don't want to know that... —Taehyung said embarrassed.

Kookie smiled slyly.

—If you don't want me to tell you, I can show you. I'm sure it would be more fun
and you'd like it more that way. You already know... Have sex... Like rabbits... —
Kookie began to whisper as he got closer to the embarrassed, reddened
Taehyung—... I know you like being down, TaeTae..
Here are your orders. Two coffees, two cheese sandwiches...

Taehyung suddenly jumped when he heard the waitress's voice arrive with the
orders, unconsciously pushing Kookie further away from his space.

He paid attention to the waitress, nervous as hell, while Kookie just smiled
pleased.
He was seriously excited...

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—Hyung, please, I think, I feel like I'm going to go boom! Will I die now, hyung?
Was your goal to kill someone with a boom?

Taehyung laughed after closing the apartment door.

Kookie was lying on the couch rubbing his stomach, whimpering and cursing
because he thought his time had come.
Laughing, he walked over to where Kookie was, and leaned down to see his face
as he smiled, a little amused by the boy's pained expression.

Being at that distance from his face, he could see that his face was simply art.

The boy was damn handsome, naive and a seductive undercover.

—You're not going to die, Kookie. —He caressed his hair, causing the stranger to
open his eyes, dilating his pupils when he noticed the closeness of his face to
Taehyung's—Your stomach only hurts. You ate a lot and very fast, little one.
—Hyung... You are prettier up close.

—Oh boy... You are so direct. —Taehyung commented, moving away a little,
feeling his cheeks a little hot.

He could see Kookie form a pretty smile, which would be more common to see
on a pretty white rabbit.
-Good. —Taehyung spoke again, determined—And... —He sat next to Kookie
and smiled curiously—What should you do while you wait... Your goal? Do you
always intend to be in the apartment doing nothing? —Taehyung laughed.

Kookie watched as Taehyung's lips curved to shape the pretty smile that
plastered itself on his face.

—Stop being so pretty, please! You have such a pretty smile, Taehyung! I could
never tell you how beautiful you always seemed to me.

—Ya~ Kookie, I don't want to talk about myself, enough of those comments~ —
Taehyung lowered his head in shame, and when he felt his cheeks less heated,
he raised his gaze to the boy again—Ya answer my question.

Kookie smiled tenderly, and shook his head crestfallen.

-I already told you. It depends on you. —He shrugged his shoulders and sighed
when Taehyung still seemed not to understand—Tell me something you want
from the bottom of your heart.

Taehyung thought about it.

The truth is that he didn't know what to respond initially.

He thought he wanted to get out of the apartment and buy a house, but that
wasn't as deep as Kookie expected.

He thought he wanted to travel to the United States and probably spend a long
time there, but that wasn't such a deep dream either...

I want to love and to be loved.

He did not say.

I wasn't going to do it out loud.

But one of his desires most deeply rooted in his broken heart was to have
someone who loved him and valued him regardless of the million better people
there could be.

I wanted someone worthy to receive his I love you, you are beautiful, you are the
best thing that has ever happened to me.
He wanted to wake up embraced by a real warmth that would bring not only his
body on freezing mornings, but also his heart, no matter how warm it already felt.
I want to love and to be loved.

But how could Kookie do that? He was like a guardian angel, he couldn't make
someone appear with a snap of his fingers, and... He wasn't going to reveal that
secret out loud. Many stressed to him how pathetic it was to have that goal...

He didn't want his own pet to think he was a jerk.

—V-travel. Wanna... Travel... On a cruise.

Kookie carefully examined Taehyung's gaze and body expressions, before

smiling without showing his buck teeth, and nodding in his direction.

-That's what it will be like.

—What the fuck?! Kookie! W-what...being in the comfort of his apartment, after a
slight snap of his fingers and a blink of an eye, Kookie and
Taehyung were on the outskirts of a port, with two suitcases at his sides and in
front of a large cruise ship that was about to leave.
Taehyung looked at Kookie somewhat disturbed. He just smiled, delighted, with
his arms crossed, observing his great maneuver.

-That? It's what you wanted! Come on, let's go in Taehyung!

The named one still had his disturbed eyes, and Kookie noticed that. Based on
his knowledge of his dear reason, that is, Taehyung, he knew that he was
scared.

And I knew what to do. Or so I thought I knew.

He remembered a day when Taehyung saw a spider near the bathroom, which
he had an immense phobia of. Hoseok took her little hand and proceeded to
stroke her hair, after killing the arachnid with his shoes.

Like a light bulb turning on, the idea came to his head.

He approached Taehyung a little, and in that moment he remembered another

fear of Tae's. Immensity. Ocean.
But Kookie wanted to grant his wish, so he had to get to work.

When he was in front of him, making the difference in height more noticeable,
Kookie took the shorter's hand between his fingers, while his other hand fell on
the back of the older's neck, making soft caresses on it, while he raised his gaze
to hers. Taehyung.
Flashing a smile at Kim, who seemed nothing more than surprised by the
attitudes his former pet had acquired, Kookie said:

—I know you fear him, but remember what I told you; I am here to take care of
you, love you and protect you. Trust that nothing bad will happen if I'm with you,
okay?

Taehyung, quite perplexed by the boy's words, directed his eyes to the taller
man's, feeling his stomach flip immediately.

He nodded shakily, and Porco's breath hitched as he felt Kookie smile wider and
pull his hand harder, then drag him along with him.
[...]
-Permission... Permission... Excuse me, with permission...

Taehyung heard a throat clear before Kookie pulled his hand harder, making
him flinch a little.

The truth is that the place was full of people, at least in the large hall, which was
where they had to go look for someone who would tell them which room was
theirs.

It turned out that the cruise trip would last a week, and they would pass through
nearby cities.

Before they could ask what had happened, a well-dressed man stood before
them, with a list in his hands and a rather cultured hat in his hair.

—Can you tell me your names so I can guide you to your rooms?

Damn, Taehyung hadn't thought about that, and from the look of bewilderment
on Kookie's face, neither had he.

Did they have a registration?

Did Kookie have a human name?
—Kim Taehyung. —Replied the shortest one.

The man looked for their names after a nod and began searching the list.

What would they do if they did not have registration?

If there wasn't a Kim Taehyung?

—Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook? —They both looked at each other briefly
and nodded euphorically—They have the Golden Room. Follow me.

They both nodded smiling, not caring if they had stolen two people's identities.

Jeon Jungkook?

Taehyung liked him. I would consider calling him that more often.
[...]
—Oh, shit no. No no no. This is... This is too luxurious!

That's just how it was.

I mean, GoldemRoom was already something quite striking, right?

Well, Taehyung had actually caught on. It was too much luxury.

There was a television and a small kitchen, like an apartment but in the middle of
the ocean.

—Hyuuuuuuuug! Come~! —Exclaimed the tallest one from the other side of the
room.

Which in reality was practically a real apartment.

He walked to where his ears could recognize the boy's voice.

—Hyung, let's sleep together like today!

There turned out to be only one bed in the room.

—Hey, nameless ex-animal person, we can't do this. It's too luxurious and
someone else is waiting for this with their partner apparently... And-now, I mean,
this is not necessary...
The boy smiled and approached Taehyung again.

—Hyung, there is no one else on this ship who bears your name. I have put your
name in this room. And so... Jeon Jungkook has left unexpectedly. I guess that's
my name now...

-That?! B-but! I-it's very expensive! Where did you get so much money from and
and...

—Hyung, calm down... —Jungkook smiled and caressed Taehyung's forearms

and in an attempt to calm his nerves—This is something you want. It didn't really
cost anything because it was about something more important than someone
else's profits. It's as simple as you wanting it, and I'll give it to you without losing
anything.

Taehyung snorted.

The situation was really confusing

But, so what?
He just had to... Enjoy, right?

"It's... fine..." He gave in with his head down.

—Oh! Hyung, I'm sorry! I almost forget it! It's your twenty-first birthday! Come
come! I must give you a gift.

And he knew how, but that boy made him smile by pulling his arm out of the
room.

Even he himself had forgotten his birthday.

But he remembered.

Oh...

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Jungkook's penetrating eyes were on him, examining every centimeter of the boy
under his body, while he was breathing hard on the sheets on which, previously,
the tall black-haired man had laid him down, and they only felt their lips stick
together intensely.
How had they come to that?

The truth is that Taehyung didn't remember it nor was he interested in

remembering it.
I was just aware of what was happening at that moment.

Jungkook kissed him again with fervor, enjoying the pleasurable movements of
their lips together once again, while the taller man's mischievous hands roamed
over his figure with such delicacy that anyone would think that the boy was
dealing with a fragile and valuable crystal. .

Taehyung's hands slid up and down the strong back of the boy above him, feeling
under his fingers the boy's muscles contract with his caresses while he
maintained pressure with his arms so as not to crush the boy under him.

Taehyung's lips were abandoned again so that the opposite ones rested on his
ear, almost touching his sensitive skin.

—Taehyung... —Whispers with difficulty—Do you want it?...

Simply put, Taehyung could have taken those words as something erotic, some
dirty phrases to use in order to continue with the game they were in, but on the
contrary, his eyes widened.

Jungkook continued with his lips glued to his ear, and seemed not to want to turn
around, so Taehyung did, and only at that moment, Jungkook turned to look at
him.

He looked so agitated, and so fucking hot at the same time, that doubts were
unnecessary.
—I-I do... —He nodded slowly.

Jungkook kissed him again, harder, placing his knees on the shorter's sides.

Taehyung eagerly reciprocated, placing his hands on Jungkook's hips, and

sliding them up, under his shirt, to carefully remove it.

Jungkook leaves Taehyung's lips once again, looking at him.

But what Taehyung saw was nothing like he expected.

A strong and worked body... And a real face of his little pet that had been
forgotten.

Out of inertia, he kicked the boy away, and sat back up on the bed, and when the
boy tried to get closer, confused, Taehyung screamed.

—Leave me, leave me!!

—Taehyung wake up!!

His eyes shot open, so scared that he stood up from the bed in which he was
sleeping, or having a perverted nightmare.
His cheeks were soaked with tears, and in front of him, a worried Jungkook
pulling him by the shoulders, with the face he had gotten used to seeing a few
hours after meeting him.

—Ta-Taehyung, oh my god, it scared me...

That was the only thing Jungkook managed to say, before a trembling Taehyung
threw himself at him, wrapping his arms around him over his shoulders.
shoulders, as if the trust that they had maintained for years had never left.

And so it was, actually.

Nothing had really changed in terms of their relationship.

Jungkook continued to be his source of confidence, his comfort zone, and would
remain that way for a while.

Taehyung had developed something so great for the animal, unconditional

support for a creature that didn't even have the ability to speak until a couple of
hours ago.

But it was him. It was Kookie.

It was every minute of crying, every tear he had shed and every smile he had
expressed without holding back.

Jungkook was his past. And Taehyung couldn't see him in that moment of
despair, he just hugged that young man tightly, forgetting if he had adapted a
human form a short time ago.
He closed his eyes tightly when he slowly felt arms squeeze his back tightly, and
the owner of these placed his head on his shoulder, while sliding his hands up
and down, thus trying to calm the nervous boy.

Taehyung hadn't even realized that he was literally on top of Jungkook, with his
legs wrapped around his waist with as much or more force than his arms holding
his shoulders.

"I think..." The tallest one began in a slight whisper, after a while of silence. "It's
been a long time since you had nightmares." —A laugh left the opponent's lips.

-I'm sorry... I do not know what... I dont know what has happened. Only... I saw
you... AND....................................................................................................

Taehyung felt the arms on his waist loosen their grip, keeping two large hands at
his sides while his head tilted back to look at him with a curious frown.

—Was I there? D-Did I do something to you? W-was it my fault, hyung?

Taehyung sighed quietly, looking down and shaking his head as he heard a soft
sigh of relief coming from the taller one.
—No, Kookie... I... There was only you... Me too... And we were... we were... ha-
doing... Uhm...

—What were we doing, Taehyung?

—You... Uhg... we... we were... kissing... and out of nowhere I saw Kookie, the
rabbit, and and just... I don't know... I got scared. N-it's nothing.

Jungkook nodded his head.

—You're not happy, TaeTae... This shouldn't be happening. —Jungkook said,

distressed.

—Wh-what?

-I think that... Traveling on a cruise is not what you want most. —Jungkook tilted
a sad smile—This usually happens. When the desire is not what your soul truly
longs for, these nightmares will occur to you until you discover what it is you
really want.

Taehyung opened his teary eyes, and ran the back of his hands over them to
wipe away the tears. Was that really going to happen if he didn't tell her the truth
about his desire?
-I will have nightmares...

-Hmm... Yeah. Or maybe they're not nightmares as such, but maybe... Things
happen that you don't like...

—Like what?

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Jungkook's penetrating eyes were on him, examining every centimeter of the boy
under his body, while he was breathing hard on the sheets on which, previously,
the tall black-haired man had laid him down, and they only felt their lips stick
together intensely.

How had they come to that?

The truth is that Taehyung didn't remember it nor was he interested in

remembering it.

I was just aware of what was happening at that moment.

Jungkook kissed him again with fervor, enjoying the pleasurable movements of
their lips together once again, while the taller man's mischievous hands roamed
over his figure with such delicacy that anyone would think that the boy was
dealing with a fragile and valuable crystal. .

Taehyung's hands slid up and down the strong back of the boy above him, feeling
under his fingers the boy's muscles contract with his caresses while he
maintained pressure with his arms so as not to crush the boy under him.

Taehyung's lips were abandoned again so that the opposite ones rested on his
ear, almost touching his sensitive skin.

—Taehyung... —Whispers with difficulty—Do you want it?...

Simply put, Taehyung could have taken those words as something erotic, some
dirty phrases to use in order to continue with the game they were in, but on the
contrary, his eyes widened.

Jungkook continued with his lips glued to his ear, and seemed not to want to turn
around, so Taehyung did, and only at that moment, Jungkook turned to look at
him.
He looked so agitated, and so fucking hot at the same time, that doubts were
unnecessary.

—I-I do... —He nodded slowly.

Jungkook kissed him again, harder, placing his knees on the shorter's sides.
Taehyung eagerly reciprocated, placing his hands on Jungkook's hips, and
sliding them up, under his shirt, to carefully remove it.

Jungkook leaves Taehyung's lips once again, looking at him.

But what Taehyung saw was nothing like he expected.

A strong and worked body... And a real face of his little pet that had been
forgotten.

Out of inertia, he kicked the boy away, and sat back up on the bed, and when the
boy tried to get closer, confused, Taehyung screamed.
—Leave me, leave me!!

—Taehyung wake up!!

His eyes shot open, so scared that he stood up from the bed in which he was
sleeping, or having a perverted nightmare.

His cheeks were soaked with tears, and in front of him, a worried Jungkook
pulling him by the shoulders, with the face he had gotten used to seeing a few
hours after meeting him.
—Ta-Taehyung, oh my god, it scared me...

That was the only thing Jungkook managed to say, before a trembling Taehyung
threw himself at him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, as if the trust they
had maintained for years had never left.

And so it was, actually.

Nothing had really changed in terms of their relationship.

Jungkook continued to be his source of confidence, his comfort zone, and would
remain that way for a while.

Taehyung had developed something so great for the animal, unconditional

support for a creature that didn't even have the ability to speak until a couple of
hours ago.

But it was him. It was Kookie.

It was every minute of crying, every tear he had shed and every smile he had
expressed without holding back.

Jungkook was his past. And Taehyung couldn't see him in that moment of
despair, he just hugged that young man tightly, forgetting if he had adapted a
human form a short time ago.
He closed his eyes tightly when he slowly felt arms squeeze his back tightly, and
the owner of these placed his head on his shoulder, while sliding his hands up
and down, thus trying to calm the nervous boy.

Taehyung hadn't even realized that he was literally on top of Jungkook, with his
legs wrapped around his waist with as much or more force than his arms holding
his shoulders.
"I think..." The tallest one began in a slight whisper, after a while of silence. "It's
been a long time since you had nightmares." —A laugh left the opponent's lips.

-I'm sorry... I do not know what... I dont know what has happened. Only... I saw
you... AND....................................................................................................

Taehyung felt the arms on his waist loosen their grip, keeping two large hands at
his sides while his head tilted back to look at him with a curious frown.

—Was I there? D-Did I do something to you? W-was it my fault, hyung?

Taehyung sighed quietly, looking down and shaking his head as he heard a soft
sigh of relief coming from the taller one.

—No, Kookie... I... There was only you... Me too... And we were... we were... ha-
doing... Uhm...

—What were we doing, Taehyung?

—You... Uhg... we... we were... kissing... and out of nowhere I saw Kookie, the
rabbit, and and just... I don't know... I got scared. N-it's nothing.
Jungkook nodded his head.

—You're not happy, TaeTae... This shouldn't be happening. —Jungkook said,

distressed.

—Wh-what?

-I think that... Traveling on a cruise is not what you want most. —Jungkook tilted
a sad smile—This usually happens. When the desire is not what your soul truly
longs for, these nightmares will occur to you until you discover what it is you
really want.

Taehyung opened his teary eyes, and ran the back of his hands over them to
wipe away the tears. Was that really going to happen if he didn't tell her the truth
about his desire?

-I will have nightmares...?

-Hmm... Yeah. Or maybe they're not nightmares as such, but maybe... Things
happen that you don't like...

—Like what?
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When Taehyung opened the door, his eyes met a smiling boy, quite young, who
seemed a little embarrassed when he saw him. Her cheeks turned pink and a shy
smile passed across her lips.

—H-hello, uh... Kim Taehyung? —He asked with a small smile.

Taehyung is surprised, but nods. Notice that the boy is wearing a waiter's suit.
Read his name on his shirt.

“Jackson Wang”

—I come to inform you that a musical will be performed at ten. There is a table
reserved for you and—he read a paper he was carrying in his hands—Jeon
Jungkook. I would like to confirm your attendance or request the table.

At that moment, Jungkook enters the scene, without his shirt, and scanning the
boy with a curious look.
He looks at Taehyung, curious, and raises his eyebrows. He was serious, and
that was not normal.

-What's going on?

Taehyung was surprised at how seriously he heard Jungkook speak. His low,
hoarse voice provoked something inside him that he forced himself not to delve
into. He couldn't just think that his rabbit was handsome. Because it was a rabbit.
Half human. But I would be a rabbit again, wouldn't I?

I couldn't think stupid things.

—There will be a performance at ten... Do you want to go? —Taehyung asked

Jungkook.

For some reason, Jungkook wrapped his arm around Taehyung's waist, pulling
his body next to his own, surprising him.

—Sure, TaeTae. —She could feel Jungkook kiss her head. He blushed.

The boy in front of them lowered his head in shame.

—W-well, I'll confirm that they will be there. Thank you very much, sorry for the
inconvenience...

—Yes, yes, goodbye.

And Jungkook closed the door in the boy's face.

What facet of the boy was this?

Taehyung turned, watching Jungkook's broad back tense for a moment, as he
looked over his shoulder at Taehyung.

-I...

—I didn't know that magical rabbits made scenes of jealousy. —Taehyung

mocked.

Jungkook sighed, and turned to look at him, with a somewhat pitiful expression,
but it was short enough for him to smile again, head down, and start talking again
as he had met him two hours ago.

-I did not know it either. Your person has always caused too much inside me. —
He said honestly—When you were sixteen, I suffered a lot internally. You were
becoming so handsome. —Jungkook looks at him tenderly—You were beautiful.
You are, actually. But, at sixteen, I loved you very much. You were very cute,
very smiling... But you always cried when no one was in your room... —
Jungkook's gaze darkened— First it was for your mother, and then it was for
Hoseok... —His voice was beginning to harden—I was very angry, because I
couldn't make you happy. —Jungkook slowly approached a motionless Taehyung
—But I can now, TaeTae. Can?

But Taehyung was absorbed.

When Jungkook gently shook him once, he returned to earth, ironically, meeting
Jungkook's green-tinted eyes as he watched him excitedly.
—W-what...?

Jungkook smiled, and placed his hands on Taehyung's neck, on both sides.

—I want to make you happy, TaeTae. I have many ideas to make you happy. Let
me make you happy... I need it... Taehyung, can I... Could...? Gosh... Can I make
you happy, TaeTae? Will you grant it to me?

Taehyung smiled softly. No one could have said anything more beautiful to him.
Just him, and it was strange, but Taehyung believed in Jungkook fervently. It was
similar to dealing with a best friend. A hybrid best friend. Which is naturally a
rabbit. But anyway, best friend.

And Taehyung didn't know what it was, but he threw himself into Jungkook's
arms with surprising strength and teary eyes.

—You already do it, Kookie... You have always made me very happy.

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—I-I didn't know TaeTae! Me too... I-I'm-sorry...

Okay, this was being very harsh. Jungkook had started to sob, and covered his
face with his thin hands. The image was adorable, but it broke his friend's heart to
even know that that human rabbit was crying.

It didn't take long for Taehyung to approach Jungkook, wrapping his arms around
him, held in a comforting arm, while rubbing his back.

—Jungkookie... Do not Cry Baby...

Okay, too much mystery.

Jungkook wanted to make Taehyung happy, right? We all know that part of the
story. But, when Jungkook brought Taehyung... Okay, you better read it.

Jungkook took Taehyung's hand, fascinated by the difference of both of their

hands together. Taehyung's fingers were plump and adorable. Jungkook smiled,
and held her hand tightly.

—TaeTae, do you know that there is a meteor shower today?

Taehyung didn't know. His eyes sparkled with the preaching. As a child, I used to
love the stars. He would stick stars on his ceiling, fall asleep believing that he had
finally reached space. Jungkook knew it, and it was a very timely situation.
—Re-really?

Jungkook nodded, smiling.

—Let's go see it together.

Taehyung smiled widely, hugging Jungkook's neck. I was very anxious. Kookie
was like a wish-fulfilling genie.

She felt butterflies and a smile stretch on her lips, as Jungkook's arms hugged
her waist tightly, Taehyung kissed her jaw.

—Thanks for this, Kookie... It's still so strange... But I...

—Shh... —She silenced him, observing him this time, with a smile— You don't
have to thank me, TaeTae... This makes you happy, doesn't it? —he smiled—
That's my job.

Taehyung could see stars and many colors in Jungkook's eyes. There was a
strange stagnant feeling, and no one seemed to want to react, it was just their
debating gazes. But then, Jungkook started to get closer to Taehyung's face, and
Taehyung couldn't react. He was motionless. I didn't know why. He had to stop it.
But he was closing his eyes. He had closed his eyes! Open them, Taehyung!
Stop it!

But then, Jungkook's lips were pressed to Taehyung's forehead.

—I love you, TaeTae...

Taehyung was speechless.

-Me too... I-I love you, Kookie.

-I'm not sure. It's hard to know. I have just a few hours or a day being human.
But, before I owned you as a pet, they told me that there were certain foods that
were quite striking. I've wanted to try a Hot Dog for years. Oh really.

Taehyung couldn't help but laugh.

The situation was good. It was just them in the hallways of the ship they were on,
watching the stars reflected against the luminosity and brilliance of the sea. The
wind was blowing their hair, but they didn't even flinch at the thought of the
freezing night. It was so quiet at times, and it wasn't really awkward. They were
both standing against the railing, looking at the moon, the stars, and although
they didn't want to admit it, they often looked at the other when they were
disconcerted.

It was so strange, and comfortable at the same time.

How is? —Taehyung murmured.

Jungkook turned to look at him, frowning.

-What thing?

-Be... So. Have you ever wondered why? Have you never had the doubt or never
wanted to belong to just one person? —He murmured, observing the starry sky.

There was a serene silence, where only the waves of the sea could be heard
crashing serenely.

Jungkook was crestfallen, but a minute later, he spoke.

—There are always doubts. —He sighed—Yes, I have. Many bad things have
happened having this... Strange lifestyle. But I didn't decide to be like that. —
Jungkook looked forward—I told you once that I was your goal and you were my
reason. But it always varies, you know? I am a clear example of reincarnation. —
Both laughed—You are my goal in this life. Being Kookie, being Jungkook, and
even if you decide to make me a couch and nothing else, I am... I'm yours. —
Jungkook looked at Taehyung's bright eyes—I belong to you. That's how it is. I
was born for you. If I stay human, I will be yours until I die. If I stay like a fruit, I
will be your fruit until I rot. And if I stay a thing, I'll be yours until it doesn't work
anymore. It doesn't matter how I turn out. Jeon Jungkook will always belong to
you, Taehyung. Only you. I am completely... —Jungkook remained absorbed for
a second in the older man's hypnotic eyes, and slowly brought his hands closer
to both of his cheeks, shaking him and gently caressing his skin—... Yours.

He had no idea when they had gotten so close. Taehyung didn't know when his
hands pulled Jungkook's shirt, nor when their breathing was so matched.

Jungkook caressed Taehyung's lips with his thumbs, licking his own with his
tongue out of inertia, eliciting a low gasp from Taehyung.

Their gazes met again, getting lost in each other. Above them, the only witness
was the starry sky, but they couldn't even think about that. There was a feeling in
their souls that none of them wanted to recognize, however, they didn't want to
run either.
—Taehyung... —Jungkook murmured, placing his forehead next to the older
man's, closing both their eyes.

Taehyung gasped against Jungkook's lips, which shivered as he felt his

opponent so close.

Jungkook wanted to continue with the contact created, and, without saying
anything, he touched their noses, creating a slow friction, full of tenderness and
mixed, confusing and hypnotic sensations.

Taehyung didn't move. He was just keeping up with Jungkook. Their noses
touching was adorable but the desire increased each time. That's why this time
Taehyung took the initiative to put his hands on the sides of Jungkook's neck,
forcing him to lower his hands to his waist, in a compromising position that didn't
feel uncomfortable for anyone.

Taehyung opened his eyes as the realization dawned on him.

I wanted to kiss him. I really wanted to do it. He wanted it on his lips. Her insides
burning just from the desire for his lips on her own.

It slowly approached. Jungkook relented. His lips parted, waiting for contact. His
eyes closed, waiting for the sensation. Their lips touched and they both shivered.

Their lips were together. But before starting to pressure them, a voice attacks the
serenity created.
—Taehyung?

They both walked away quickly, as if they were doing something wrong. They
looked at each other panting, their eyes dark. Taehyung didn't know why but he
felt the need to cry. Before doing so, he observed the owner of the voice that had
interrupted them.

Now I wanted to cry.

—Ho-Hoseok?
—Now, baby, calm down... —Taehyung caressed her hair, and kissed it—I'm
fine, Kookie, you don't have to worry.
—I brought you to the boat where your ex is vacationing, Taehyung! The worst of
all! How do you not hate me? Ho-Hoseok was a-a fool to-leave you, he-he, and-
I... I'm sorry, Taehyung! I'm so sorry!

Taehyung felt tenderness. It was beautiful. Jungkook was crying his eyes out, his
cheeks were soaked with tears and his little eyes sparkled beautifully, despite
everything.

Taehyung, without thinking about it many times, took a seat on Jungkook's lap, to
wrap him in his arms more comfortably, while he cried on his chest, clinging to his
waist.

—JungKookie... Look at me, baby... —Taehyung said, massaging the back of the
taller man's neck.

—N-no...

—Please, honey... Look at TaeTae, yeah?

Only until that moment, Jungkook hesitated a little, before removing his face from
the older man's chest, and looking at him, like a scared kitten.
Taehyung smiled at him.
-Know? It's true that Hoseok hurt me a lot. —He said stroking her hair— But, do
you know something else? I think I had more fun talking to you, being a rabbit,
than being with him, wherever. —Taehyung smiled beautifully. “Don't be like that,
you are the one who has made me happy my entire life.” —Taehyung kissed her
forehead—And now I'm here with you. Not with Hoseok. And I'm very happy.

Jungkook smiled shyly, watching Taehyung with a pretty glint in his eyes.

"So you're not mad at me?"

—Nope.

—So... Should I stop hugging you?

Taehyung thought about it for a moment. Yes, it was on Jungkook's lap. He was
very comfortable and didn't want to leave.

He didn't think much.

-No. —Taehyung smiled widely, kissing Jungkook's cheek, before hugging him
again on his shoulders fervently.

You heard Jungkook laugh, as he tightened his grip on your waist. Then, he felt a
chaste kiss on his neck. And he didn't question anything. He just smiled, not
knowing what was really happening in his heart.
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Normally, when he woke up, Taehyung would hear the traffic on the streets in
front of his apartment. It was always something very annoying.

That day, he woke up hugging a bare, beefy chest, listening to birds from the high
seas, and waves hitting each other, softly.

He didn't want to get up immediately. I was so comfortable. When he was

Hoseok's boyfriend, they never woke up that way, because the orange-haired
man didn't like to hug him. He said it made him uncomfortable.

He felt the arms of the other's body press against his torso, attracting him.
Taehyung smiled, hiding his face in the other's chest.
What was happening to him? Now that he thought about it, it was his pet. Your
bunny. Being in this intimate way was strange, but too tempting. I didn't want to
think about it much more. I just knew that... He liked. She felt convulsions like she
had never felt with another boyfriend and... Jungkook wasn't her boyfriend. His
smile faded. Was she harboring feelings for him? Would he remain human
forever?

His thoughts were interrupted by a whimper from the taller one. A babbling.
Taehyung raised his face, noticing the opponent's frown. Her cheeks were
flushed. He was panting, and his eyes were closed.
Taehyung immediately sat up to check on him. Jungkook was burning with fever!
Could something like this happen? Could he, being a magical creature? And
because?

Suddenly, he noticed something on the edge of Jungkook's body. He removed all

the sheets from his body, and got a surprise.

Jungkook's fingers began to turn white little by little. For now, it was only a target
within a few millimeters of his fingers, but Taehyung knew it was starting to
spread.

Oh jesus!
And suddenly, without knowing it, Taehyung began to cry desperately while
looking for water and soaking a cloth. Soon, her tears still slipping from her eyes,
she placed the cloth over Jungkook's face, and did so over the entire length of his
body. The boy was just panting and babbling randomly incoherently. But as
Taehyung ran the stick across his chest, one of Jungkook's hands pulled on his
arm. Taehyung watched him. He had his eyes open, but slightly.

—T-Taehyung?

—Here I am, baby, here I am... —Taehyung put the cloth aside, and kissed
Jungkook's forehead, who still had his brow furrowed, as he watched him.

—W-who made you cry, TaeTae? —He whispered weakly.

Taehyung laughed softly. I wouldn't tell him that I became desperate because of
him.

—It-it's just some sweat. It's hot today, Jungkook...

—I feel bad, TaeTae... —Jungkook gasped desperately again, and Taehyung

squeezed his hand tightly, not knowing what to do.

Then someone knocked on the door.

Taehyung, eyes glassy, kissed Jungkook's head once more, before pulling away
and quickly opening the door.

—Y-you w-who are you?

An old woman with gray hair lay in front of him. He had beautiful blue eyes, and
he carried in his hands a briefcase with the number “21” blackened.

The woman quickly entered the room, and took a seat next to Jungkook.
Taehyung watched, perplexed, as he closed the door.

—Tell me who-who it is! —He insisted.

Then, the woman took out nursing utensils from her briefcase.
—Shin Eumi. —His voice was hard—I sold an enchanted rabbit to your mother
when I was eleven years old.

What the fuck?!

—... But I see he never told you anything about these kinds of creatures.
-What are you talking about? Y-you sold Jungkook? W-why is he like this?

The woman put some candles on Jungkook's abdomen, and Taehyung, horrified
and scared, gasped.

-Heavens...

—This is a symptom. —The woman said, moving her hands over the black-haired
man's abdomen.

—Of-of what?

—Boy, these creatures have limits. —The old woman sighed — They must fulfill
a deep wish on a schedule. Otherwise, they will disappear.

Disappear?
Taehyung wasn't ready to let Jungkook go. No. He had had it with him all his life.
He couldn't leave. She couldn't afford that, even if it brought her the perfect man
or woman.
—B-but, W-what if I... I do not know what I want?

"He wouldn't be here." You know it. If you don't want to say it, that's another topic.
—The old woman snapped her fingers, and suddenly, the candles went out, and
Jungkook began to breathe normally.

Taehyung, impressed, approached him to check that he was okay, and, taking
his hands, he realized that the correct temperature had returned to his body.

Taehyung looked at the old woman again.

-I... I would like to know everything about him... About what it's like... What's
going on... I'm not aware of anything, and I would like...

—Listen, son. —The old woman sat next to Jungkook, and smiled at Taehyung
—This started with a witch, centuries ago. She was a good witch, but she was
hanged for heresy. Before dying, she made all the people present at her death
turn into animals. In hybrids. I leave you the task of a goal and a reason. Eternal
life. That's not a pretty thing really. The point is that that's what it's about.
Jungkook was born for you, as you were for him. If he doesn't fulfill your wishes,
there's nothing left for him to do here. —She stood up next to her briefcase—I
have to go. Please be aware. You know what you want, and believe me... —He
looked at Jungkook—He wants it too. Dare, son.
And in a snap, the old woman sowed her absence, and doubts.
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Jungkook was asleep on the sheets of the room on the ship, while Taehyung was
lying next to him, caressing his face, and gently sliding his bangs to see his face.

Taehyung didn't know what was happening. Would he lose Jungkook, his bunny?
To his only lifelong companion. He couldn't afford it, however, what could he do?
He knew that Kookie, his rabbit, would one day have to... leave, to put it mildly...
Realistic. But he had never stopped to think, What would become of him?

I knew he might be being dramatic. I didn't know this person, after all. But he
knew the inner being. He knew that this being was fascinated by sleeping on his
body and hiding his face in his neck at night. I knew I snored when I slept hungry.
I knew he played dead when he didn't want to walk. I knew that he loved running
on grass, and I knew that he adored it with all his heart.

Taehyung felt like he was losing his mind.

Suddenly, Jungkook stammered something, and Taehyung approached him. The

boy had opened his eyes, although only slightly, and was watching him in his
sleep.
Taehyung smiled.

—Hello, Kookie.

Jungkook blinked a few times before dropping his eyes to Taehyung's. Jungkook
has never seen Taehyung look so beautiful. And, well, to tell the truth...

—You're very cute, TaeTae.

Taehyung laughed, feeling soft inside at Jungkook's confidence in saying things

bluntly. He, knowing himself, could not be so direct; However, without thinking too
much about it, he approached the black-haired man and kissed his forehead for a
couple of seconds. When he removed his lips from that area, he surprised
himself to find Jungkook's blushing cheeks.

—Jungkookie, blushing? This is not true. —Taehyung mocked.

Jungkook frowned immediately, and snorted in an adorable way.

—Shut up, TaeTae. I don't say anything to you when you blush.

—It's because I never do it.

Jungkook broke into a big smile before bursting into laughter. Taehyung, while
watching Jungkook's laughter, was infected with laughter as he tried to become
completely serious.

—What are you laughing at, silly rabbit?

—I've seen you raspberry a million times, TaeTae! —Jungkook said smiling
widely.

-Oh yeah? Test it!

Okay, the truth is that Taehyung did have some crazy intentions with the innocent
rabbit. However, he didn't want to rush things. I knew that Jungkook was missing
his flirtatious side, and I was just digging, looking for a way to let that side fly, to
find out if they were really just
jokes, or Jungkook really wanted it, and not in a purely sexual way, or in the
physical realm.

“He wants it too.”

Was it really like that? Taehyung's heart burst in a funny way when the old
woman said that. Lately, he had strange thoughts that related him and his pet, in
a rather... Specific and engaging. Any thoughts were diverted, when Jungkook
landed on her body, and began to tickle her in the right and precise places.

Jungkook knew him so well. Taehyung didn't know how it was possible, if only he
could see it. There was never an intimate touch when he was in his animal form,
of course not. But now, as a human, everything felt special and intimate.
Everything felt... Too emotional. It wasn't uncomfortable, it wasn't annoying. It
was surprisingly... Satisfying and filling. His touch was special, and... I had no
words! I couldn't describe what I was beginning to feel in just a few days! Very
few days!

—Ju-Jungkook! N-no! You-you make me... I'm drowning...!

He could hear Jungkook laughing while moving his hands over his body, without
any double intentions. I couldn't even open my eyes to see him. He was blinded
by laughter, and entranced by Jungkook's.
After a couple of minutes, Jungkook stopped the movement of his hands, placing
them simply on the curvature of Taehyung's waist, staying on top of him, with a
wide smile as they watched each other, and Taehyung caught his breath. But he
almost lost her again, when Jungkook approached her face again, touching the
tip of their noses tenderly, and a mysterious smile on his lips.

Taehyung watched attentively at his movements.

—You're blushing. —He whispered low, like a wave, a smile wrapped his lips.

Taehyung laughed a little nervously at Jungkook's witticisms, and held onto the
taller man's shoulders to support himself and not feel out of touch. Although when
he did this, Jungkook breathed tenderness into his eyes, looking at him with so
much admiration and... Anything else.
They were wandering over the opponent's face for a few moments that became
too short, when Jungkook moves away a little, and slides Taehyung's bangs over
his forehead, so he can observe him better. Taehyung smiles.

—TaeTae. —He murmured with a tender smile—My heart has always beat very
strong when you are near.
And Taehyung's did exactly that, when he heard Jungkook's words. For the first
time, I was grateful that he was a person who didn't mince words. Now, of course.

—Tae... I... —Jungkook looked a little embarrassed now, his gaze drifts to
Taehyung's lips quickly, and returns to his place—Once... It was in your lap... And
Hoseok had taken your hand, TaeTae... He... He brought you closer to you, like
this... —Jungkook placed one of his hands on the back of Taehyung's neck, and
pulled him to his face, both of them letting out a gasp——He smiled at you... —
Jungkook did so, looking into the frightened eyes. or nervous that Taehyung
possessed—And he...—Jungkook caressed Taehyung's cheek with his thumb—
I... I walked away... I didn't want to see what they did... I was... —Jungkook slowly
moved away from Taehyung's face, feeling a sudden shyness—I was... Was...

—Jealous?

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, his eyes scared and confused. Then, he lowered
his head and nodded.

—I was jealous, TaeTae...

Taehyung couldn't feel more... Happy? His hands were shaking, and his heart
was screaming.
Jungkook was admitting to him. He... Did he really want it?

There was a moment of silence. Intense silence, where their gazes sought the
answers that their mouths did not want to give. Then, Taehyung spoke.

—Jungkook...

The named man raised his eyebrows, returning to focus on what the boy was
saying.

—Y-yes?

It was incredible for him. Jungkook felt something that made him jealous. He felt
something that kept him away from Hoseok. He felt something that made his
heart beat very hard.
He felt something that made him blush. He felt something that confused him. He
felt something that made him hesitate. He had feelings for Taehyung,
inexplicable, God.

Taehyung wanted to cry.

What else could it be other than...

—Do you want me to show you what Hoseok did that time?
Jungkook widened his pupils in surprise. He didn't know what to expect, but he
trusted Taehyung so much that he didn't have much to hesitate about. He would
never hurt her. TaeTae would never hurt him.

-Teach me.

Taehyung felt so desperate, he wasn't slow at all. He only knew that his hands
went to the sides of Jungkook's neck, where he could feel his veins tightening. I
was nervous. And then, that was when he brought her lips to his own. It was a
quick move, but it proceeded slowly.

Jungkook, as expected, was not an expert. But, when Taehyung put his lips on
his, he wanted with all his being to feel every inch of the mouth of the person who
confused him greatly. That's why, when Taehyung took the first step to move his
lips, Jungkook followed in his footsteps.

It was kind of slow. Taehyung seemed to be teaching Jungkook step by step,

until, when the taller one had the technique, he began to demand the kiss. Now
their mouths moved in sync, and they could feel the tips of their mouth limbs, little
by little. Or so it was, until Jungkook grabbed the back of Taehyung's neck, and
pressed him against him, to make the situation more interesting. Jungkook's
unoccupied hand moved down to Taehyung's lower back and pressed against
him, making Taehyung swallow back a moan that melted away.
in the movement of their tongues. Taehyung unconsciously moved his pelvic area
against Jungkook's, and Jungkook immediately withdrew, due to lack of air. Then,
they realized where they were. Taehyung frowned.
Why the fuck are we in my room now? —He didn't say that, it was just his
subconscious.

“Why do you want it?”

That voice was one in his head that made him realize the situation.
Then, he looked back at Jungkook.

The brunette was panting, while he penetrated him with his eyes. But then, he
gave her a smile, the happiest she had ever seen him have.

—TaeTae...

—I did a lot of things with Hoseok, Jungkook. —He said on the verge of tears,
without knowing exactly the reason, while a smile took over him—But, if you allow
it, Kookie... I want to do everything and more, just with you.

Taehyung felt like he would go to heaven when he saw Jungkook's smile and
teary eyes. He had never seen such an emotional and happy expression.
—Ta-TaeTae... —He stammered, smiling, caressing Taehyung's face delicately
despite the speed—TaeTae, yo-yo... I want to be with you... Always, TaeTae.
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—Once again, TaeTae... Please...

A charming smile on the younger's lips was necessary for Taehyung to give in to
the request. For this reason, Taehyung approached Jungkook's face again, and,
placing the tips of their noses together, he began to move his head from side to
side, rubbing the tips of their noses in an act of tenderness, which the brunette It
ended up fascinating him.

Taehyung walked away blushing, and couldn't help but smile widely when
Jungkook did too.

The situation was everyday for a couple, but quite strange for them. On
Taehyung's bed, once again in his apartment, they were both lying next to each
other, hugging and cuddled like the most recent one. Jungkook's arms had no
intention of leaving Taehyung's body, and the latter did not want him to do so.
They had been innocently kissing and caressing each other for at least an hour
and they didn't seem to have any intention of ending what they had done.

—What would you say if... I tell you that I like you, TaeTae? —Jungkook said, a
couple of seconds after long silent and mysterious glances.

Taehyung caressed Jungkook's cheek with his thumb, then kissed where he had
left the caress, and then smiled at him with his eyes full of tenderness and joy.
—I would say it's very hasty. —Jungkook's face did not have the opportunity to
deform his expression of happiness into one of disgust, since Taehyung's lips on
the minor's were faster to stop him—I would say it's crazy. —He kissed them
again, a little more intensely this time, but with the same sacred innocence—I like
you much more. —I leave varieties of small kisses on Jungkook's lips— And I
don't feel like I care how crazy this is. I just want this... Too much.

This time, it was Jungkook who held the back of Taehyung's neck to pull him
towards his own lips, and begin to kiss him slowly and deeply. Taehyung was
surprised at how quickly Jungkook took the initiative for a kiss. He kissed like an
expert, and it was probably only the first time he kissed someone.

Jungkook rubbed Taehyung's skin over his clothes, while the older man played
with the hair on the back of his neck. Both were really close to each other's
bodies. He was on his side, his anatomies stuck together, and his breathing
labored.

Then, Jungkook began to lower himself onto Taehyung's body. He settled himself
better on top of it, but he didn't stop the kiss. It had transformed into something
much wilder, and even though Taehyung's conscience was against him, he just...
He wanted every part of Jungkook. But Taehyung had another idea. So, when he
immediately felt his body against the bed, he got up again, without breaking the
kiss, and took a seat on Jungkook's thighs. His arms wrapped around his neck,
while Jungkook's cold hands caressed Taehyung's skin, this time, directly.

The black-haired man's hands began to descend little by little, until they were on
his buttocks. Only there, Jungkook broke the kiss, breathing heavily, just to kiss
the boy's neck above him.

—Jungkookie... I...
—Tell me, Tae... —Jungkook searched the boy's eyes—Do you want it?

—I-I...

OCD. OCD. OCD.

Almost automatically, the breaths even left their presence. They both looked at
each other almost with some pity, before Taehyung gave a sigh and slid off
Jungkook's thighs.

"I'll go, TaeTae..." He said, rubbing the back of his hand, before getting up and
heading towards the door of the apartment.

Taehyung, meanwhile, stretched out on his bed. Shit. They couldn't have played
at a worse time. He was even already wet and ready to tell Jungkook that his
whole being wanted him. Then, I hear the door slam shut again.

Taehyung, with a frown, went to the door, where he found Jungkook making an
adorable face of disgust, and his arms crossed, on the door.

—Wh-who...
 OCD. OCD. OCD.
—Ta-Taehyung, are you there? I-I'm Hoseok.

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Taehyung's eyes began to crystallize little by little. Jungkook had noticed it, and
immediately changed his expressionally annoyed face to a more worried one. He
approached Taehyung, knowing it was a sensitive situation for him, and held him
by the forearms.

Taehyung watched him, worried and nervous, and then Jungkook gently held his
cheeks.

Taehyung, if you don't want it, we're not going to open the door. That idiot can
stand outside yelling whatever he wants, I won't care.

Taehyung might have taken it as a joke, but Jungkook's expression represented

complete seriousness. There was no space on his face that did not show
seriousness.

-Me too...
15 minutes later...
—What do you want with TaeTae?

Hoseok was sitting across from Jungkook and Taehyung. The last named
lowered his head while playing with his fingers, while Jungkook crossed his arms
with a hard face, and looked at the now blonde, Hoseok, intimidatingly. The Jung
boy was disturbed. It's not like he's afraid of Jungkook... But I had it. The boy
looked brutally annoyed with the presence of the black-haired boy, and the truth
was that, yes, it bothered him in a majority percentage.

—Taehyung, who is he? —Jung asked, frustrated.

—I AM THE ONE WHO ASKS THE QUESTIONS, JUNG.

"Jungkookie..." Taehyung murmured softly.

-Shut up ugly. —Jungkook addressed Hoseok and then Taehyung—What

happened, TaeTae?

—TaeTae? —Hoseok stood up—Is he your boyfriend?

Taehyung didn't understand why Hoseok sounded hurt. I couldn't understand

anything. “He broke up with me!” Taehyung was frustrated. He didn't know why
Hoseok was there, and Jungkook acted like a brave dog in his presence.

"Jungkook..." Taehyung observed him carefully. "Could you let me talk to Hoseok
for a moment?"
Jungkook's face was completely disfigured. Almost as if he had been shot. As if
Taehyung had said something hurtful. Her eyes glistened before she looked up at
Hoseok, pursing her lips. Jungkook let out a heavy sigh, before nodding.

-Good.
And after he got up, Jungkook went to the room, closing it with a powerful
thunderous slam.

Taehyung remained silent so Hoseok could start talking, and the truth is that it
didn't take long.

-I... Taehyung, I know it's been a while... But I came to ask for your forgiveness.
I... A year ago I realized that... I love you. I do... I really do it. Me too... I had a
revelation a couple of days ago... I don't know how it happened, but since I saw
you on the boat... One day I just wanted to call you and ask for your forgiveness.
I don't know who that boy is...

—JEON JUNGKOOK FOR YOU, Idiot! —It was heard from another room.

Taehyung wanted to laugh, but he didn't. He slowly processes all the information
that was being given to him. Hoseok asking for forgiveness? What did that mean
by a “revelation”? Would it have to do with... Taehyung's unofficial wish towards
Jungkook? Was Hoseok... Spellbound, perhaps?

—Hoseok, I don't...
—Listen, Taehyungie. —Hoseok spontaneously became a loving boy—If it's still
possible, I want you back.
-No... No, Hoseok, that's not...

—Taehyung, you can't fall in love with that boy so quickly. —Hoseok began to get
a little upset—I don't know how much time they will have together, but we were
together for a whole year... I know you more than anyone can, Taehyungie.

Then Taehyung started to think.

Hoseok was speaking through the rage consuming him at the rejection, and the
idea of Taehyung with someone else. But he had a point. Could he... Falling in
love with Jungkook so quickly?

I felt something. Maybe he liked it. But there were still many things to discover
regarding Jungkook. He was willing? What if he didn't like it later? Would
Jungkook disappear? It was all too complex.

—I-I don't know... Hoseok, I don't know.

BAM!

Bang.
Taehyung turned around, scared by the surprise of the blow, and could only see
the open bedroom door and the entrance door.
Shit.

Jungkook was out. Maybe he mistook Taehyung's hesitation for indecision. Oh

jesus. That was bad. Jungkook could go anywhere. I didn't know what I could do
angry and alone! What if it exploded?! Could it explode?!

Taehyung stood up immediately, followed by Hoseok, and before leaving, he

grabbed his jacket and said to Jung:

—Listen, Hoseok. I never cheated on you or anything, but that boy has been with
me longer than you think. It's true, we don't have much time being... Something,
precisely named. But... I like it. I like him a lot. And I can't be with you anymore.
Very sorry. —He said before pulling Hoseok with him, out of his apartment, and
closing the door.

He couldn't hear what Hoseok was shouting at him, however, he wasn't

interested either. Jungkook could be anywhere, believing something that was
definitely not true.

It could be dangerous.
Too much.

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Taehyung was sitting on the grass, in a park quite far from his apartment. He had
been looking for Jungkook for a full hour, and couldn't find him. She refused to
return home without him, but it was getting late. It was dark and I might not know
how to get back in the darkness of the night. He wiped away his tears with the
backs of his hands, and sobbed one last time before getting up from the grass,
and beginning to walk in the direction of his apartment.

I didn't want to arrive and finally give everything as an end. He didn't want to get
to his apartment, or even find his rabbit. And much less, he didn't want to get to
his apartment and not find Jungkook there. It would make everything more real.

Taehyung didn't even have an idea of what caused Jungkook to storm out of the
place. Was he too uncomfortable with Hoseok there? I was jealous? He did not
know. And I wanted to know. But I needed to find it.

And even though he didn't want to do it, the path was beginning to become
familiar again. He was close to reaching the bus stop, where he always took a
bus to get home. And before he got there, he heard sobbing nearby.

His heart stopped for a moment. That was definitely his Jungkook.

He turned to look for a sign of the boy in particular, and took a couple of steps
back when he heard sobbing near the last bus stop behind him. He ran to it, and
as he expected, there, sitting on the benches, with his face in his hands, and
sobs appearing free in the icy air that existed, was a boy with a long black jacket
and black hair. Not just any boy, but his.
—Jungkook?!

The boy stopped his crying for a second, to look at both sides, before colliding
with the right one, and in it, Taehyung's tearful eyes.
Jungkook, almost automatically, got up from the bench he was on, and ran in the
direction of the brunette. Taehyung did the same in his direction, so that after a
few seconds, they both ended up hugging in the middle of the street, sharing
tears.

Taehyung was almost on top of Jungkook, hugging him with all his limbs,
somewhat uncomfortable. Until Jungkook took the initiative to lift him by the
thighs, and his legs surrounded his waist, creating an even tighter hug.
—Why-why are you Ah! Y-you're so-an i-idiot! I-I was pre-worried! Silly rabbit!! —
Taehyung said, taking his sides to look at him with teary eyes.

Jungkook's heart sank when he heard Taehyung so worried and sad. He didn't
want to cause her any harm, but the situation led him to take foolish actions.

—TaeTae, I-I'm s-sorry, and-I just...

"Shh..." He said, closing his eyes and placing their foreheads together, "You're an
idiot and you have a lot to explain." —Taehyung hugged her neck with his arms,
and said in her ear—But promise that you will never make me desperate again,
wondering if you have abandoned me.

—I-I thought you were going to leave me for Hoseok, Taehyungie... —He
sobbed, watching him dejected.

Taehyung shook his head, and kissed her lips.

That kiss, so simple and so ordinary, was more special than any he had ever
given. Short, beautiful and pure. That kiss sealed a promise that only magic could
break. It wasn't literal, but, there were stars and sparkles everywhere. Their lips
together caused something truly magical that could be noticed from a distance.
So much honesty and sincerity in that simple touch.

His lips parted, and his eyes slowly opened. Her tears no longer flowed, however,
joy shone in each star that the night sky gave her vision.

Their laughter was instantaneous, and their foreheads were together again.

—I could never leave you for anyone else...

Jungkook's eyes lit up at that revelation, and he only went to put Taehyung down,
to place his hands on his cheeks, and develop a deeper kiss.

And there, under the stars, and a bright moon, where loneliness reigned on the
corner of any street, two completely different souls laid bare their deepest
feelings, and gave it away without a doubt.
And also, from an angle invisible to those two, a white-haired figure carried with
him an hourglass, which had only a few grains left to complete its other half...

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When Taehyung woke up in the morning, all of his limbs were surrounding the
opposite body in his bed. He could hear the currents of the strong wind that blew
in the morning in Seoul, and he also listened carefully to Jungkook's heartbeat.

He opened his eyes little by little, to finally encounter a morning and natural
masculine aroma, coming from the black-haired man, who was still lying
peacefully asleep, and breathing calmly.

Their torsos were uncovered, however, they were only exposed under the white
sheets of the brunette's bed. She began to watch him closely, reveling in every
inch of his humanity.

Gently, his own hands caressed the exposed torso, and he could feel the still
sleeping boy sigh. He smiled to himself, and with the tips of his fingers he slowly
and morbidly caressed his abdomen, until he reached the straps of his pants.
Again, I hear a sigh one level higher... Powerful.

Fascinated with the reactions of his sleeping rabbit, he bit his lip, and when he
released it, he decided to venture a little higher up, along the curvature of his
neck, and he didn't think too much when his mouth member came to the surface
of his neck, and licked the entire length up to the jaw.
And almost automatically, Taehyung, very soon, found himself against the
mattress of his bed, his wrists pinned. Taehyung could only smile mischievously.
Jungkook's sleepy face wore an expression between frustration and excitement.

-What do you think you're doing?

Jungkook's hoarse tone caused a few stretches in Taehyung's intimate

extension, who, rather than paying attention to his sexual needs, was only
absorbed in the deep and mischievous look that was given to him.

—Woke you up.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, and moved closer to Taehyung's face, keeping his
lips on Taehyung's ear as he spoke again.

—We should wake up like this more often, don't you think? —She left a kiss on
his ear, and then sighed, to kiss the center point of his neck, and look into his
eyes again, only to kiss Taehyung's forehead and rub their noses together—Did
you sleep well, baby?
Taehyung felt his cheeks redden at such a nickname. Commonly, it was
Jungkook who acted like a baby, and it was Taehyung who tended to call him
that precisely. But both, especially Jungkook, seemed to possess quite versatile
identity traits. Although, Taehyung was fascinated by loving nicknames. Even if
they were going to the extreme. He loved calling his partners “baby” or “honey,”
but he loved more when his partners called him that. But he never imagined that
the sensation from Jungkook's lips would go beyond just a taste.
-I did it. —Taehyung smiled, releasing his wrists, and placing his hands on the
sides of Jungkook's neck—Do you want breakfast?

She could see Jungkook's beautiful smile, before he approached and kissed her
lips for a couple of eternal seconds, in a pure and chaste way.

—I'll do something. You can wait here. —He kissed her cheek, and got out of
bed.

Taehyung smiled fascinated, as he watched Jungkook leave the room to head to

the kitchen. A week ago, Taehyung had taught Jungkook how to toast bread. The
first three attempts were completely unsuccessful and almost fatal, but on the
fourth, one of five loaves came out without serious burns. Jungkook had been
fascinated by the idea of learning everyday things from humans.

Now, he felt less alone than ever...

BAM!

Taehyung sat back up on the bed immediately. I had heard kitchen items falling.
He laughed inwardly. Jungkook did not master “humanity” one hundred percent.
He put on a t-shirt and his slippers to head to the kitchen.

Precisely as I expected, there were kitchen items on the floor, and...

Shit.
—JJ-JUNGKOOK!

What was your boy doing on the floor?

He wasn't interested in the pain in his knees, or anything that went with it. His boy
was on his back on the floor, unconscious. He didn't know how, but his lips and
nose were bleeding, and he looked emaciated. Taehyung was surprised, but he
couldn't deepen it, when he felt the scream of despair filling his throat.

He punched his face a few times, but Jungkook didn't seem to wake up.
Taehyung started crying immediately. Her tears and sobs were present
throughout the room, and suddenly, screams of despair came. He started
thinking about Jungkook and the old woman. He began to think he would be
alone again. And that he was not willing to leave the situation like that. He
screamed again.

—Ju-Jungkook! Wake up! Jungkook! Jungkook!!

—Ta-Taehyung?! W-What's wrong, Taehyung?

Everything became silent.

Similar to a horror story, Taehyung swallowed, and sighed heavily. His Jungkook
was talking to him, but he was still unconscious. Then he turned around. Slowly,
and fearfully, he ended up turning completely around.

Jungkook was in front of him. Lucy... Just as he had gotten out of bed. She was
behind him, watching him with terror and concern.

Taehyung became desperate, because the other body was still on the floor,
bloody, unconscious... And I didn't know who he was.

—Love, look at me. It's me, stay...

—Stay away!! N-don't come near me!!

Taehyung ran quickly, dodging the conscious Jungkook, and locking himself in
the bathroom. He got into the shower, and hugged himself as his whole body
cried and shook.

What was happening? Was someone playing with his head so cruelly?

He heard the knocking of the door, and Taehyung got scared again.

—Taehyung, please! It's me, baby, it's me! Jungkook!

Taehyung closed his eyes tightly, shaking his head.

-I saw you! A-on the f-floor! You were l-lying there! I DON'T WANT THIS
ANYMORE!! What are you doing to me?!

I cried, I sobbed, I screamed. And behind the door, a confused Jungkook.

She had gone to the bathroom to cook something for Taehyung, when she heard
him scream. He came out immediately, and found Taehyung crying and yelling at
the floor. Then he noticed his white fingers up to his forearm. Taehyung hadn't
asked for his deepest wish yet and that was getting to him. But how could he
make Taehyung love him again? And why was the old woman playing with his
mind like that?
Then, Jungkook took one of the kitchen utensils. The knife cut quickly into the
skin that turned white, expelling only sparks of nothing, and then, he screamed at
him.

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“He doesn't want to get out of the bathroom.”

“He's scared of me now.”

It was what Taehyung heard. A couple of minutes ago, they were talking about
how to get him out of the bathroom, even if it was by force.
Jungkook, for his part, had already put a cloth of water on his wound. He had
been taught that if he needed help from Shin Eumi, that witch, he should cut his
skin and scream his need. That's exactly what he did. Eumi explained the
situation to him, but only managed to increase the brunette's fear with every word
said.

—He begins to hallucinate. Another symptom of what has been done. He hasn't
said what he wants most, and that causes these hallucinations. This one, in
particular, was made by a neuron in his head that causes him to think about
nonsense. Like the neuron of your nightmares.

"It wasn't you?"

—Of course it was me. —Jungkook glared at her—Don't look at me like that, kid.
Do you want to disappear? —The woman approached his face, and whispered—
You know very well how you feel about this boy. And he knows how he feels
about you. The only thing missing here is desire. Make it official.

—B-but, what if this... Isn't that what you want?

The woman laughed.

-How naive. I must go now, boy. Hurry up. Time is running out, Jeongguk.

—Jeong...
—It's your real name. I think you don't know how to read. —He handed him a
card—Now yes. Bye bye.

And again, in a snap, the woman disappeared behind a white smoke.

Jungkook remembered the woman's instructions for Taehyung to trust him, and
began to do so. Afterwards, I had to talk seriously about what was happening.
Even if Taehyung didn't want to be with him, he couldn't allow Taehyung to
continue suffering. He had to tell that secret, no matter what.

-Love... Taehyung... It's Jungkook, again, honey... —He said, still behind the door
—Taehyung, are you scared of me?

Taehyung thought very carefully about his answer. I was afraid... But now, he
really didn't understand the reason. I knew Jungkook was there... But he was
afraid it was someone else playing with him. I didn't want any more of this
situation.

—Taehyung, I must tell you something important so that all this ends. Believe me
baby, this is going to solve everything. You just have to get out of there, please.
The bathroom door was suddenly opened. Slowly, Jungkook gradually spotted
that brown boy. His messy hair was showing off inch by inch again, until
Taehyung's face began to be seen.

Wet cheeks and swollen eyes looking directly at the floor, still scared.
Jungkook waited patiently. He didn't mean to scare Taehyung again with some
sudden movement, so he allowed him to take his time to gain confidence.

When the door no longer covered an inch of Taehyung's body, the brunette
looked up little by little in the direction of the boy, until finally meeting his curious
eyes.

Jungkook gave a long sigh, and began to speak.

—Listen, honey... —He whispered—Do you remember Eumi? Well, she...

—What have you done to your arm? —He murmured weakly, observing the
previously mentioned area.

Jungkook watched the cut out of inertia, and just shook his head, giving a small
smile to downplay that line.
—It's the only way to ask for help. Either she comes on her own, or you will call
her this way.

Taehyung nodded, crestfallen, and Jungkook realized he was contrasting the

topic. He had to get serious again.

-Good. Listen, TaeTae... —Jungkook took both of Taehyung's hands slowly, and
caressed the back of them gently—There is something... Or someone...
Something you want more than anything else in the world... Inside your heart,
there is a deep desire that I must fulfill, although unfortunately I must leave, I
must fulfill it... Our time is limited, TaeTae... And mine is already over.

Taehyung's vision channels became slightly blocked with blurry droplets of water
beginning to accumulate on his eyelids. Was this a farewell? Should Jungkook
finally abandon him? Would Jungkook leave?

-Me too... I-I can't be sure...

—No, baby, you know... —Jungkook placed his forehead on Taehyung's and
closed his eyes—If it weren't like that, I wouldn't be here... I don't want you to
continue suffering, TaeTae... You must make that wish, or this will get worse.
—B-but I-I.........

Jungkook interrupted him, kissing his lips surprisingly. His hands on his neck, and
his eyes closed. Everything was environmentally perfect. Even the tears in each
pair of eyes were details that made that moment unique. A magic far beyond that
told in fairy tales...

Love...

Jungkook left Taehyung's lips gently, to sigh against them, before opening his
eyes and meeting the bright stars that were his Taehyung's eyes.

—Do it, love... —Jungkook kissed her forehead, and from his pocket he took out
an object similar to a coin, the same color, but without any seal, almost like a
simple rock, but this seemed to be real gold—Hold this between your two hands,
and ask your deepest wish on your precious head... —He kissed her hair— He
can't lie, Tae. If you do, I will disappear, and you will continue to see
monstrosities forever... Do not let that happen. —He murmured, with his voice
somewhat broken.

Taehyung nodded.

He took the stone in his hands, and hid it between his palms, and then closed his
eyes and concentrated like never before.
Then, he began to wander through his saddest memories, which had led him to
desire this thing that had been hanging in his heart for so long.

When his mother rejected his hugs, because she was up to her hair in papers.
She didn't have time for nonsense.

"Desire...

When he entered school. He didn't make a single friend because he had different
tastes. His teachers used to classify him as the strange kid in the class, among
them. But Taehyung realized it. Because he was the only boy in the class who
preferred the color purple to blue and red. Because he never liked racing cars.
He wanted to play hide and seek with the girls.

"Desire...

Because his first relationship was a failure. Because he had been cheated on by
someone else. Because they told him that he didn't give enough of himself to
completely win over that person. Because he was tricked with magic tales and
fairy glitter into accepting things his inner self would never do.

"Desire...

And also, because of that shadow behind his body, which saw everything. For
that white creature who never spoke to him and was patient until his time came.
For that creature that...
—Taehyung... —He heard in his ear, and then, the labored breathing that led to a
small sob —I love you, TaeTae.

...for that creature, who was the only one who always loved him from the
beginning.

Taehyung wanted to love and be loved.

“I wish Jungkook would be a human forever.”

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Snow fell in shadows over the city of Seoul, as people fled from the white flakes
that enveloped the city. It was almost Christmas, and the joy and celebration
stood out everywhere. There was a lot of stress and pain in the hands from the
bags full of gifts, but we would all think that there is no better feeling than that that
special person is fascinated by your gift.

A black coat walking through the streets was the one that a young man, a little
more brown than blonde, carried with him. Black cap, beige coat and hands
hidden under the pockets. White headphones, and a small smile that took over
his lips when he saw the smiles of the little children making snowmen and other
fun figures, common at the time.

Continuing on his way to his destination, he found a bakery. The man worked
hard to make all his meals, sweets and foodstuffs delicious and look attractive,
and yet, at least one person was inside the place, and this one was only cleaning
the floor.

He entered, without thinking too much, and smiled at the man, who formed a big
surprise smile when he saw a customer enter the place. He was observing all the
kinds of sweets and desserts that the man made, and he could not feel as happy
as when he began to think about all the effort of that man.

And there, he saw his one.

A chocolate topping cake, and some specific and beautiful shapes of it. Little
cream covers, and that was enough to make the purchase.

The man served him with gratitude and total attention, so he left the place
smiling, calling the attention of other people to go to the store, due to the
exquisite aroma that the food emitted.
A couple of months ago, perhaps, I would not have appreciated the importance of
work, or the joy that the children expelled when they saw the snow fall. His life
had changed too much, and everything had happened too quickly. And despite all
the bad times, he didn't regret anything. Despite everything, his heart could still
beat normally and calmly.

He warmed up when his hearth had already covered his entire body again.

He walked carefully down the stairs, regretting not taking the elevator. Although,
he preferred to walk, rather than run the risk of that child who was playing with a
ball in the elevator, throwing away his cake.

When he reached the last step that led to his floor, he let out a sigh, and yet he
didn't give himself time to rest. His legs hurt, and his arms certainly did as well.
He walked bumping into the old woman who lived across from him, decorating
her door with a pretty bell.

-Hello boy. —The white-haired one spoke, smiling at him.

—Merry Christmas, Mrs. Im. —He said, smiling kindly.

Carefully, he took out the key from the door and with even more care, he inserted
it into the lock, thus opening the door slowly.
He entered the apartment, closing the door with his back, due to his busy hands,
and was finally able to sigh, and feel the warmth of his home, which allowed him
to finally take off his coat.

He left the cake on the table, and got rid of his jacket, to hang it on a coat rack on
the wall.

He heard something fall in the kitchen, and immediately made his way to it,
finding himself, luckily, alone with an empty pot on the floor, and a boy picking it
up.

The boy finally met the newcomer, and smiled in surprise.

—Hello, Hoseok. Merry christmas. —He said with a sincere smile.

Hoseok nodded, the same smile wrapping his lips.

—Same for you, child.

—Hey, do you know where it is...

Up, gallant. It's up. —He said returning to his thing.

He thanked him silently, and, without letting go of the bag he was holding in his
hands, he headed to the second floor of his apartment.

He took long, quick steps to take him to where he heard a couple of moans in his
room.
He smiled out of inertia when he saw that he was behind the door, which was half
open.

Carefully, without making a sound, he opened the door slowly, until he found
himself inside the room, next to a second person, who was complaining about a
wrap that he couldn't deal with.

Then, very careful not to scare him, his arms surrounded his entire torso, and his
chest covered the opposite back, transmitting all the heat that no other person
was capable of transmitting to him.

Then, the opposite body gave a small gasp in surprise, however, upon identifying
those arms, that chest, and that unmatched warmth, it let out an adorable laugh,
looking down for a second, before turning around and meeting the only eyes that
They made him delirious.

-Hello. —He said smiling widely.

-Hello. —He said in the same way, sliding the opposite hair out of his forehead
and his eyes—Did you go shopping?

The boy nodded, releasing the opponent from his arms, to show him the brown
bag that he had in his arms, and hand it over to him.

He smiled.
—Merry Christmas, TaeTae.

Taehyung's eyes rose to meet Jungkook's again, and he gave him a charming
smile that shared with his eyes the emotion of that little surprise.

—Love... —He murmured tenderly, before stepping his hands on her neck, and
kissing her lips softly, and later, touching their noses tenderly, while they looked
at each other sweetly—It's not yet December twenty-fifth...

—Should I wait until Christmas to give my boyfriend a gift?

Taehyung let out a shy laugh, as he looked at the floor momentarily, to look at
Jungkook again with a flirtatious and charming look, as natural in his being, as
breathing for a living being.
-I... I have nothing for you, Kookie...

"Believe me, darling..." He said, caressing her cheek gently, "I want nothing more
than you for this Christmas..." And for all life. —He whispered, hugging her waist
this time, tightly, without being abrupt, but denoting his need to have his boyfriend
close—Just open it, love...

Taehyung moved just a few centimeters away to open the gift, while Jungkook
still held his waist with his hands, who observed his reactions and movements.

Once the gift was unwrapped, Taehyung immediately made a surprised

expression.

-Oh jesus... You...

Jungkook smiled proudly as he looked at Taehyung.

—Open it, come on. —He encouraged, giving her a gentle pat on her lower back.

Taehyung had in their hands a beautiful object shaped like an old book, which
turned out to be a photo album.
It was made in gold and brown colors, colors that gave it an identity of antiquity.

Taehyung opened the album, finding a first photograph, which brought back
many memories to his head.

-Oh God! —He exclaimed, unable to avoid a melodious laugh—You took this
photograph when I went to Daegu... Right?
Jungkook laughed, nodding his head, not missing a single second of her reaction
to his gift. Certainly, Jungkook had another gift for Taehyung, this one he would
give him when it was December 25th, however, he wanted with all his desire to
give him that album with all his memories, and to record much more there.
Taehyung slid his index finger across the next page, coming across an adorable
image of himself, and his mother's dog, who used to sneak into her room when
he and Jungkook went to visit her.

-It's my favorite. —Jungkook commented smiling, as he left a kiss on Taehyung's

hair—You and Yeontan got along very well that day, love.

-I... I didn't even realize you had taken a photograph. —Tae said, looking at
Jungkook directly this time, with a sweet look.

Jungkook allowed himself to leave a kiss on Taehyung's lips, looking soft and
tender, so that later, Taehyung smiled and continued with what would be the last
page with a photograph.

Seeing the image with which the page carried, Taehyung smiled, and
continuously, he laughed, hiding his face in his lover's chest, embarrassed, and
yet delighted.

—This... —He let out a shy laugh—It was before traveling to Daegu, right?
—He smiled again— It was... It was the first photo they took of us... —Taehyung
raised his eyebrows and smiled beautifully.
—It's beautiful, Jungkook... But...

-But...? —Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, curious.

Taehyung smiled, and left the photo album in his lover's hands, heading to a
trunk under his bed, where there were many clippings and papers. Between
them, Taehyung took a photo that Jungkook couldn't identify, and took the album
again, keeping the photo there.
—Love... Why that one? —Jungkook said between laughs.
—You put the most important photograph for you. Because I do not? —Taehyung
smiled widely.

-But... This... Love, please...

-No no. You shut up. —Taehyung kissed her lips quickly, and then closed the
album, with the photograph saved—Now, let's have dinner. Hoseok is only
cooking because Yoonji is coming today.

—Oh, I had to forget Hoseok. —Laughed— If I had found out months ago that
you were inviting him for Christmas, maybe I wouldn't have spoken to you all day.

—Hoseok has changed... When he came back to find me just to be friends, you
exaggerated too much. He even told me about Yoonji that time. —Taehyung
reproached him with a look and a smile.

—If I had an ex-boyfriend, I don't think you would have liked the idea of inviting
him for Christmas.

—Luckily you don't have it, and I hope I don't become the first. —Taehyung said
with his eyes shining peculiarly.
Jungkook hugged Taehyung over his shoulders, allowing the boy to wrap his
small arms around his waist. The tallest kissed the top of her head and placed his
cheek on her hair.
Everything exuded tranquility and beauty. The memories from months ago were
just memories to share between them. Hoseok would never find out what his
story was, and neither would Yoonji, and neither would anyone. It was a story
they created for themselves, and they would treasure it like every photograph in
that album.

—Lovebirds, come down! Yoonji has arrived!

Taehyung broke the hug, and took both of Jungkook's hands to observe him
carefully. The taller one looked at him with dreamy eyes, still feeling naive for not
knowing the reason for his boyfriend's beauty.

I was afraid of losing him, definitely. He was scared that someone wanted to
touch his heart. But I knew that, at least now, wouldn't happen. Because they
were together, because they wanted it. Taehyung didn't want Jungkook to be with
him always, because that wasn't love. That would be a bondage that, in some
particular case, could be dangerous and unflattering.

He knew that he loved him more than anyone else in the world, and he just
wanted him to be happy all his life, being what made him happiest; a human.

Even if it was with another boy, even if it was with a girl, he just wanted her to be
very happy forever.

—Ready, darling?

Jungkook kissed both of Taehyung's hands together, and then intertwined their
fingers.
—With you always, love.

And that night, where four people were celebrating Christmas Eve, there was an
elderly woman with white hair, who was finally smiling in peace, because finally,
someone had done the right thing.

[...]

-Know? —Jungkook began, as they both looked at Hoseok and Yoonji, acting shy
as probably never before—I think if we leave, they still wouldn't notice us.
-Do not be silly. —Taehyung wrapped his arms around his neck. “But as long as
they don't notice us, we can do what they can't yet. —Taehyung smiled
flirtatiously.

-Oh yeah? —He continued the game, wrapping his arms around her waist—What
do you have in mind, Kim Taehyung?

-Hmm... There's a lot to do, don't you think?

—Mm-hm... —He responded, kissing his cheeks, and also his neck gently—But
nothing is free, Mr. Taehyung. —He left with a smile.

—And what do you demand? —Taehyung raised his eyebrows smiling.

Jungkook directed his lips to his boyfriend's ear, where he first sighed, and put on
his most sensual husky voice.

—Take that photo out of the album.

Taehyung laughed as soon as he did, and hit his boyfriend's chest, shaking his
head, refusing to do what he had asked.
-Do not even dream about it

-Love... It was for Halloween... It's been a while, and I only did it because you
asked me to.

—Jungkookie, don't be boring. —He said, kissing her lips for a couple of motionless seconds.

—Get over it, darling... I'm not a bunny anymore.

—But you will always be my bunny. —Taehyung kissed her nose, and then smiled. “Always.”

Jungkook sighed, giving up any request he had of his stubborn boyfriend. I could never forget that photograph,
and the truth is that it wasn't bad at all. Being a rabbit was part of her beginnings in the life of her beloved
boyfriend, and she could never regret that. He could never regret having been, one day, a bunny.
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end.

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The way Jungkook looked at me could have burned me. The warmth in that look
filled a void that couldn't really exist when she was next to him, like that.

The small smile he wore was a not unimportant detail, since he was not an
ordinary person.

His thumb caressed my lower lip, which was curved in a smile caused by the
feelings and sensations that his presence melted within my body.

-Why didn't I marry you before?

My heart exploded and my actions made him see it. My body was reactivated
every time these little phrases came out of his voice and flooded me. Our naked
bodies provided each other with warmth greater than that of a blanket when I
decided to approach him in search of more caresses, which, of course, I received
without hesitation or hesitation. I hid my face under his chin, right in that area
where marks of what had been done recently lay. One of his arms covered my
lower back, maintaining pressure to remain pinned to his body, while the other
arm went over the first to apply greater pressure. He kissed the corner of my
forehead, then kissed the center of it and finally kissed the last corner. I raised
my head to look at him with a smile, while he looked at me with an expression
similar to the one I wore on my face.

"Because you didn't know we could get married, Jungkook," I mocked him.
Although I had to admit that I had something to do with it. I didn't tell him anything
about what a marriage was until we were six years into our relationship, a week
after my birthday. He immediately seemed to like the idea but must have sensed
that I wasn't sure from the awkward expression on my face.
I had no doubts about the love that filled us both. I loved him and I knew he loved
me. But it was an insecurity greater than mine. It was about him. Jungkook used
to act like a little child about things he didn't know about and he wasn't sure if he
could handle this marriage thing. I was afraid that he might not like me and get
bored of me at some point. Having him away would be so difficult for me. I
wouldn't know how to continue.

Two years later, the insecurity evaporated and I was subtly demonstrating it to
him for the last year before marriage with simple things like talks about what the
marriage bond required and the consequences of this. He agreed with everything
and said many sweet things to me in passing. I cried all that day in his chest for
having doubted him. When he asked me to marry him, five months later, I cried
even more knowing that he intended to do it that day where I cried into his chest,
but he hadn't done it for fear of believing that I would regret it.

Under my own chest, I could feel the vibrations of his. He was laughing. Surely
he had remembered everything I had already done.

I slid one of my hands around his waist and finally kept it on his hip as I watched
him laugh.
"If I had known, I would have asked you the day we started living together,
TaeTae," he commented while spreading kisses from my cheek to my neck,
where he went back to nibbling on the marks already made later.

Last night we had made love until my body asked for a break, hours later,
however. We were celebrating that Jungkook had finally earned his degree from
university after taking a short course that allowed him to study and prepare for
university. It turned out that Jungkook was a very intelligent person and a quick
learner. He took his course exams with an A, which impressed me. It was
something enviable. Although they were two very difficult years. Jungkook spent
entire days and nights studying and there were weeks where we didn't see each
other. The idea of breaking up never crossed my mind, but I was too patient until
I reached the limit and I was afraid that Jungkook would walk away on his own.
That's why, when the course ended, a year later we decided to live together.

Yesterday he had finally obtained his degree, despite having finished his studies
the previous year.

For my part, I discovered that I had a peculiar taste for the arts in general, and
this is why I studied at an artistic institute. I learned to free myself through
drawing, writing and even singing and dancing. Right now I was working three
days a week in a correctional facility, yes, for minors. It was quite a difficult group
but when I had a bad day, I always remembered that I would have a beautiful
man waiting in our beautiful love nest, where we took care of each other and
raised alone a little white rabbit that we called Gguk.

My thoughts came to a screeching halt when I felt a large hand knead my butt
fervently. Then I was aware that Jungkook was on top of me again, his strong
arms flexed and his chest hiding me from the outside world.

I looked into his eyes and saw desire. He would never have enough of me nor I of
him. I ran my hand along his back until I placed it on his chest, where, from the
height of his shoulder to occupying the entire right pectoral, there was a tattoo. It
was a galaxy. In it there were many stars and a small drawing of a child hugging
a rabbit. It was a black and white tattoo and it was beautiful.
Allowing myself to touch my husband, I gently ran my fingers down his arm, and
then his forearm, where there was an unfinished tattoo. This was something very
sweet and was intended to cover the entire forearm, without covering the elbow.
It consisted of a boat. A huge ship covering my husband's arm. There, on some
railings on that huge unfinished ship, were two people. They were only observed,
but it was something very clear to us. When I asked him why this was special to
him, he replied, "It was the first time I wanted something so much." That
something was me. It was us. That night on the boat, we almost kissed, and we
both ended up very frustrated. It was important to him, because he said it was
where he realized that he wished I wouldn't make a wish, because he didn't want
to get away from me. We both realized that we loved each other in a way beyond
that in which an owner takes care of his pets. We wanted each other. Just like
now.

-Jungkook...
His hands caressed every bit of skin he could find. My butt fit perfectly between
his hands, just as my legs fell perfectly around his waist as we rubbed against
each other.

Jungkook started with a couple of foreplay before wanting to penetrate me. He

loved to make me suffer when having sex. It seemed that my husband had really
enjoyed having sex.

The fingers of his free hand gently and restlessly caressed my entrance.

-Wet so fast, honey? -He slapped my ass with a palm, which released an
arousing moan from my mouth, before I let out a slight cry when his finger easily
slipped between my walls, due to the humidity.
I couldn't not be wet with him. He always managed to excite me to unimaginable
levels.

-Jung-kook... -I began to gasp his name when his finger gained confidence to
penetrate me faster.

The faster his finger went, the more he pressed me against his body and the
more he wanted his finger to be his erection. When it was his fingers, he became
a little more cautious again, but I took his wrist in my hand, and looked into his
eyes. Lust and excitement. One of my favorite expressions.
He stayed waiting for my reaction, so, still looking at his eyes, I myself began to
use his fingers with more force and speed, while I masturbated with the other
hand. He was lost. So excited. I didn't know whether to look at my hand on my
penis, or my other hand on his while his fingers entered me.

After a few minutes, he began to follow my rhythm. Faster, more delicious. I

moved my body along his fingers, not caring when he had introduced a third. It
only turned me on more.

When he thought he was ready, he took out his fingers, and before positioning
himself for what was coming, I sat up and sat on his hard thighs. I gave him a
mischievous smile and then a slightly more tender one.

I licked my lips, urging him to stop playing games and kiss me once and for all.
Once on his thighs, he continued to watch my mouth with desire, but he held my
body firmly against his while I inserted his member into myself. Her breathing
became erratic as I was completely filled with her essence. Finally, I kissed him.

I kissed him while I hunched my back and moved my butt sensually. I knew that
he was very excited about me kissing him while moving my butt on his penis,
because it was something like a natural reaction that fascinated him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him closer and preventing him from
distancing us. He, little by little, made me fall on the bed again, while he held the
back of my head, bringing me closer, and with the other he balanced himself. I
spread my legs to give him space, but he was lost in thought as he ate my mouth.
It was a dirty and wild kiss. There was no synchronization, just desire and a lot of
love. Her wonderful mouth sucks my tongue and enters my mouth again to excite
me with a kiss. He separated from me, and leaned one hand on the wall, while he
balanced himself with the other. It didn't start out soft, because we both needed
each other. His pelvis moved from front to back quickly, like he was a fucking
porn actor. My arms surrounded him so that we were closer, as did my thighs on
his waist.

The noise of the bed being abused was also somewhat exciting. I was moaning
like crazy and so was Jungkook. Suddenly, it touched a point inside me that
made me see the sky. He moaned louder and hoarser. Jungkook bit my neck as
if he wanted to keep a piece of my skin in his mouth. I scratched his back with my
nails, and he was rougher as he tried to free himself. I intended to hold back my
moans, but I only managed to let out an even louder scream. Jungkook must
have noticed my intentions behind the scream, because he started laughing.

—Don't want to... —he spoke brokenly, for each penetration—Hold it, baby.
Never... You never can.

It was true. He always tried and could never hold back the desire to moan
Jungkook's name.
—Jungkook...
"Almost there, love..." he said as you penetrated me harder.

One of his hands went down to my lower back and lifted me up a little so that
Jungkook had a better view of my ass sucking his penis. He loved seeing that
morbid scene.

My moans became louder until I found my orgasm and came, staining our bodies
and even a little on my neck. I came too hard, so much so that the desire for a
second round evaporated due to fatigue. Jungkook came inside me, just a couple
of seconds later.

Jungkook and I liked sex. We liked it to be wild, daring and intense. But even in
the sexiest way possible, we always ended up hugging, and ultimately, we hadn't
just had sex, because that's not what our relationship was about. Even if it was
the dirtiest and wildest thing, Jungkook and I would always make love, because
that's what we felt for each other.
Love.

Jungkook didn't pull out of me right away. My arms found the strength to hug his
neck and he hugged me tightly around the waist, while we fell lying on our sides. I
laughed as we fell, and he started kissing my cheek many times. We were in a
position where he hugged my abdomen and I hugged his neck, or that is until I
turned around, gently bumping our noses, and a sweet smile wrapped our lips.
His breathing was still labored and so was mine. Some hair stuck to his forehead
sweat that brought the intensity of what was done previously, the same with his
tattooed neck and chest. So sexy and all mine.
Without being able to help it, my hands gently fell on his cheeks and I kissed him.
He didn't seem surprised. I loved being affectionately pampered after
lovemaking, so he just raised his lavuis kissing me as passionately as I did. I
licked his lower lip as I invited him to sit down. Without interruptions, we sat on
the mattress while we continued kissing. Once we were seated, he hugged me
tightly, making me laugh as his tongue entered my mouth again. The evaporated
desire of the second round returned, but first I had something to discuss with him.
I kissed him softly one last time before leaving.

Another expression you loved?

Lost eyes and swollen lips after a delicious kiss. I loved it.

I smiled at him, suddenly feeling very happy.

He kissed my nose, and I placed my hands on both sides of his neck, watching
him, still somewhat unsure.

-Know? I've been hiding something from you.

His expression suddenly changed to a confused one, but he didn't let go of me,
instead his eyes flashed with doubt in them, and he outlined a small curve to his
lips, which wasn't a smile as such, but was a reaction.

"Mr. Jeon, you shouldn't do that," he said, easing the tension a little.
-The fact that?

—Worry and then shut up. If you don't tell me what it is, I'll give you a good
punishment, huh,” he mocked, kissing my cheek with a smile.

I laughed a little nervously.

—Okay, I'm sorry.

I took a deep breath, making Jungkook's worry grow.

His hand caressed the cheek he had kissed, and his thumb gently caressed my
cheekbone. I looked into his worried eyes, and I couldn't help but feel guilty.

-What happen dear?

Ah, what the fuck. I'll let it go and that's it.

—Nothing bad, really. I just wanted to tell you that I love you very much and that
I'm pregnant, nothing more,” I said quickly as I hugged him tightly and hid my
face in his neck.

—I love you a lot too, Tae... Wait.

He grabbed me to make me see his face but I was about to cry and I didn't want
to see him, so I covered my face with my hands. He laughed when he saw me,
and put his hands on mine to gently remove them from my face.

When I saw him, his eyes were glassy and hopeful, an incredulous smile on his
lips. Something inside me sighed with relief. A part of me was afraid that
Jungkook wouldn't want a baby and would be mad at me, but I had to assume
that was stupid, because Jungkook loved kids.

"A-are you serious, honey?" —he said, raising his eyebrows, anxious.

I nodded excitedly, unable to prevent a tear from running down my face.

-Oh jesus. You are pregnant! We're having a baby, honey! —he commented,
moving the tears that the emotion had expelled from my face.

I just walked away excited. He wanted this. He was happy and I always just
wanted that.

He passed his hands around my waist and left them on my abdomen, caressing
the area carefully with his thumbs.

—Our son... —he said smiling, while looking at my belly, delighted, and then
raising his eyes to see my face—We are going to have a family, TaeTae.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I started crying in a dirty way.

My sobs could be heard throughout the house, and even the rabbit was so
scared that he came to the room. But I was crying with happiness. I was crying
because Jungkook was smiling widely while hugging me. I was crying because I
was going to have a baby from the most beautiful person in this world and I was
crying because finally someone truly loved me. Because I would have a family
with that person and we would raise another together, who will also love us as
much as they can.

-Thanks love... Thank you so much. —Jungkook said in my ear while kissing my
entire face, to stop me from crying—Thank you for giving me a baby and a family.
—he kissed my lips—Thank you for loving me, for loving me. —He kissed my lips
again, to deviate this time and lean down to kiss my belly and leave his forehead
on my chest and also kiss it, to ascend to my face again and let me see his,
covered in tears—I love you, Taehyung. —he said, holding my face with his
hands.

With effort, with my heart in my chest and tears taking over my face, I managed
to find a little strength to put my forehead against that of my beloved husband,
and say to him:

-Love you too honey. Let's make this baby the happiest, okay? —He nodded, still
with tears—He will be our beautiful baby, darling. Our own bunny.

After that, Jungkook treated me like a king. Despite our inexperience with
pregnancy in my case, and caring for a pregnant woman in yours, we were able
to handle things perfectly, taking care of each other even with a huge belly trying
to get in the way.

We had been married for four months, and I was already pregnant. My mother
was surprised, but congratulated us both. She hadn't been as present as I
expected in this pregnancy situation, but I wasn't too interested. Really, the only
good thing she did was introduce me to the love of my life without even knowing
it.

Jungkook got a job as soon as possible but he came home as soon as he could.
Yoonji came to visit me and help me every day. She and Hoseok had been lucky
with two little men four years ago, so
which Yoonji advised Jungkook on almost everything. I always said that
pregnancy was really something that I should enjoy, because you were spoiled
very often and it was true. Hoseok always spoiled Yoonji when she got pregnant
and was even overly dramatic at times, but it was cute at the same time.

Thank you for giving me our family, Jungkookie. Thank you for giving me little
Jeongsan and for loving me like no one ever could.

I love you, the entire universe and everyone who exists.

I love you, bunny.