Next Morning - Kim Household

Sunlight streamed into the house as the smell of freshly made pancakes, coffee, and Namjoon's signature steam chai filled the air.

Taehyung was buttoning up his crisp shirt in the mirror while Jungkook stood behind him, fixing his tie with practiced hands.

"Why do you always mess this up?"Jungkook teased softly.

Taehyung pouted."Because I know you'll fix it. Duh."

Before they could share a kiss, a voice from the dining table echoed through the house.

"Oh and by the way-WE GOT YOUR HONEYMOON TICKETS!" Namjoon called out casually, sipping his chai like it was just weather talk.

Taehyung blinked. "Wait... WHAT?!"

They both poked their heads out of the room.

Jin, placing breakfast on the table, rolled his eyes. "Don't yell indoors."

Namjoon smiled. "You two are going to Paris."

Taehyung bolted down the stairs like a puppy. "When!? When is it?!"

"Tonight. 10 PM flight," Namjoon replied, unfazed.

"TAEKOOK'S GOIN' TO PARIS~" Hobi sang from the hallway, dramatically flipping his hair. "soon we will see little tigers n Bunny's running around. Ahhhh~"

Jungkook just sighed, cheeks dusted pink. "You're all too much this early in the morning."

But the sparkle in Taehyung's eyes as he ran into Jungkook's arms made the chaos worth it.
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Office - Later That day.

Jungkook was in his cabin, sleeves rolled up, focused on signing a stack of files.

His phone buzzed.

Unknown Number: Hai.

He glanced at the screen probably spam.? He shrugged it off and continued signing.

Buzz.

A photo message this time. Curious, Jungkook tapped it open...and froze. The picture showed Taehyung. Hugging a woman. A soft, genuine smile on his face. The woman's hands wrapped around him tightly. Too tightly.

(Like this)

Jungkook's chest tightened. "What the-" he whispered, blinking. He stared at it for a long moment. His heart did a slow tumble of confusion, worry... and that awful spark of insecurity.But then he caught himself.

"No," he murmured to himself. "He loves me." Still... the shock didn't fade.He zoomed in.It was definitely Taehyung.Same rings. Same mole. Same warm eyes.But who was she....?

He stared at the screen again, a heavy feeling settling in his chest one he hadn't felt in a long, long time.
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Hobi (he also accompanied kook to the office🌚 )walked in, humming softly, looking for something he forgot on the coffee table. Instead, he found, Aiden, sitting on the armrest of the sofa, scrolling through his phone.

Aiden looked up and smiled that slow, knowing smile."Missed seeing you sunshine."

Hobi's heart did a flip. "Oh... I've been busy," he said casually, not meeting his eyes. Aiden stood, walking toward him with a slight tilt to his head. "Busy enough to forget you stole my number from Kook?" Hobi blinked. "W-What?"

"You heard me." Aiden's grin deepened. "I heard you asked Kook for my number."

Hobi gasped. "K-Kim Jungkook that snake-!". Aiden stepped closer. "So tell me, why didn't you call? Or text?" Hobi's back hit the wall. Literally.

"I-uh-I didn't wanna bother you?" he tried, blushing furiously. Aiden placed one hand on the wall beside Hobi's head, leaning in. "Bother me? Sunshine, I've been waiting for you to bother me." Hobi squeaked. "I don't know what you're talking about-"

"Oh really?" Aiden murmured, now barely inches from his face. "You don't miss me? You don't replay our last conversation in your head every night?"

"I-I don't-!" Hobi tried to look away, but Aiden gently caught his chin. "You always talk this much when you're nervous?" Hobi swallowed hard. "Only when the person in front of me looks like a forbidden fantasy."

Aiden's lips curled into a smirk. "Then let's make it real." And then he leaned in. No hesitation. Just heat and longing.

Their lips met in a kiss that was both soft and intense, slow and charged with every word left unsaid in the past days. Hobi melted into him, hands gripping Aiden's shirt, his heart racing.

But.....Neither of them noticed the door slightly ajar...
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Suga had barely stepped into the cabin when he realized he forgot his tablet in the break room. Typical. Huffing, he turned on his heel and marched toward it only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight by the coffee machine.

Aiden had Hobi pinned against the counter, one hand on his waist, the other braced beside his head.Kissing the hell out of him.

"OH my"Suga slapped a hand over his mouth, whipped out his phone, and snapped a pic like a sneaky paparazzi.

He backed away like he'd just witnessed a K-drama plot twist in real life. "I knew something was brewing. Going to send it to bunny.😌."
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Night time 8:00 pm

Luggage wheels rolled, cameras were double-checked, and Jin stood at the front door, arms crossed, foot tapping.

"You three came home way too late. What were you even doing?"

Hobi gave his best innocent smile. "Getting memories for the photo album!"

"Memories?" Jin raised a brow. "You mean almost missing your international flight? Inside. Now."

Taehyung giggled like a child caught stealing cookies. "Sorry, Amma~"

But no one noticed the quiet figure behind them.Jungkook, smile faint, eyes distant. He said nothing, only followed them in like a shadow.

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Upstairs - Taekook's Room

Jin had already packed their essentials neatly on the bed. Their passports. A box of Paris weather-friendly skincare. Even their favorite couple scarf.

Taehyung squealed, picking up the scarf. "I still can't believe we're going to Paris. The city of love, Koo!"

He twirled around, wrapping it around both their necks and pulling Jungkook closer for a kiss.

Jungkook let it happen. He smiled. Kissed back. But something in his eyes didn't reach his smile.Taehyung, too lost in excitement, didn't notice....

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Downstairs - Dining Table

Namjoon sat at the head of the table, sipping his chai again, that soft, knowing smile tugging at his lips.

"You two better send pictures," he said gently. "And don't miss your check-in. The Eiffel Tower looks magical at night."

Hobi plopped beside him with a dramatic sigh. "Ugh. Lovebirds in Paris. I'm jealous."

Namjoon chuckled, but his eyes flicked to Jungkook, who still hadn't said much.

The bunny who usually beamed at the mention of travel, who would've been bouncing in excitement-was instead calmly folding a handkerchief. Quiet. Too quiet.

Namjoon's gaze softened. He sensed something. But decided not to push just yet.

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9:00 PM - Airport Drive

The car glided down the city road, night lights glittering like stars.

Taehyung clutched Jungkook's hand, humming softly, nose pressed to the glass.

"We should go to the love lock bridge, hmm? And take a picture under the Eiffel Tower."

Jungkook smiled. "Yeah... sure."

Silence fell again.

Taehyung turned to look at him. "Koo... are you okay?" Jungkook blinked. "Yeah. Just... a little tired." Taehyung nodded, brushing a hand through his hair. "Then we'll sleep well on the plane, okay?"

Jungkook smiled, but inside... the weight of that picture still rested on his chest like a stone.
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