"He cheated on me," Jungkook blurts out over the low sound of the TV. Seokjin gawks at him. "The week you and I first started talking, he cheated on me and that's when your mom texted mine. I believe in fate, and my parents told me I should take the chance to move on. So I took it."

Seokjin lowers the TV volume more and he turns to completely face Jungkook, reaching for his hand.

"Jungkook-ah," he lets out. "Anyone who cheats doesn't deserve someone like you, okay? I know breakups are hard and it takes time to move on." He holds tightly onto Jungkook's hand. "But I'll treat you like you should be. Forget about that guy."

"I am," Jungkook tells him. "It's not easy to just forget someone after being with them for a while, but I've thought about it so much and you- you really helped me move on, and I'm sorry for not telling you before."

"Don't apologize, please." He pulls Jungkook closer and wraps his arms around him. "We're living in the present, not the past. He's the past. We're the present, baby."

Jungkook grins happily for many reasons. One, because Seokjin called him baby. Two, because he finally told Seokjin his worries. And three, because Seokjin isn't upset with him, but instead leaves a peck on his head.

"I know this isn't romantic or special," Seokjin says as he cups Jungkook's cheek. He leans in once again and this time, to his surprise, Seokjin pecks his lips. "But I want you to know I'm here for you, okay?"

Tears form in Jungkook's eyes and he throws his arms around Seokjin to pull him in and nuzzle into his neck, holding back a cry that's probably been held in for far too long.

"Hyung, you've been here for me since day one, most times not even knowing why or meaning to be. J-Just you wanting to be with me a-and treating me better than anyone means so much to me."

"Shh, shh, it's okay. Cry if you need to baby. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not ever gonna leave you. You deserve to be treated well."

He doesn't even realize the choked cries he's trying to hold back. He doesn't usually cry, but he lets himself do so in Seokjin's hold because he feels safe and loved like this.

Seokjin runs his fingers through his hair and gently strokes his back until Jungkook falls asleep in his arms.

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"You're home early."

Jungkook nods, then glances from the TV to the big, obvious gift on the coffee table. It's wrapped in gold metallic paper and has a big white bow on top of it.

"Who's that for?" he asks. Seokjin steps up to it and lightly moves it towards Jungkook.

"You. Open it."

Not completely sure who he thought it would be for, but Jungkook never expected the gift to be his, so his eyes widen as he takes another look at it.

"For me?" he asks, his voice higher in awe. "Hyung, you got me a gift?"

As he sits up to bring the gift closer, Seokjin nods in response. Jungkook quickly thanks him as he takes the wrapper and rips it away.

Underneath is a box which he has to open, and he notices three little canvases separated by foam sheets. He pulls them all out at the same time and gasps as he realizes that they're paintings and they're in Taehyung's art style—

"Oh my god," he whispers as he recognizes it as their wedding photos in art form. "Hyung, this is amazing! This- This is so cute! Thank you."

He gets up and immediately pulls Seokjin into a hug just like he had on their wedding day. Seokjin hugs back, but not for long because Jungkook pulls away.

"Hyung," he whispers again, "can I kiss you?"

Seokjin's ears turn red and with his flustered, shy smile, Jungkook has never wanted to kiss him so much before.

"You can."

Unlike their first kiss which was a tiny peck, Jungkook cups Seokjin's cheeks and pulls him close, attaching their lips and letting them actually feel something this time.

He feels the plumpness of Seokjin's warm lips and the way Seokjin so calmly places his fingertips over Jungkook's chest.

For the first time, they kiss in perfect sync and it makes Jungkook's heart melt. Kissing Seokjin feels right. It feels like home.

When they pull away, Seokjin is bright red over his ears, cheeks, and neck. Jungkook smiles at the sight and then turns back to the paintings.

"Thank you for these. I love them."

Seokjin nods and clears his throat to try and avert the attention from his obvious blushing. "You're welcome, Jungkook-ah."

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ok that was a long ass update bye LOL

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