The conjunction of the blue sky with the silvery moon illuminates the night with a deeper enchantment. Night has fallen with the appearance of celestial stars and the moon.

A lot of time passed after the sun sunk into the horizon and a dark sweet night prevailed all around with the sparkle of diamonds in its sky, a calm blanket of heart-touching wind had united around the Earth randomly making the night soul soothing.

"You gave such a big offer, he had to take it," Namjoon said holding the wine glass.

The person in front of him smirked as the next moment clinking sounds of glasses could be heard on the luxurious rooftop of their mansion.

"I work on planning for success in advance. I don't waste time thinking about whether the other person will accept my offer or not." Jungkook's deep voice was so vivid as his lips soon touches the glass taking a sip afterward.

The pleasure reaches through his body as he looked down at the glass, fingers moving the glass & scarlet wine into as well bumped gently together against the glass wall inside.

"I know anyone will be forced to take my offer. I will make them."

" Sure you will Jungkook because the world knows very well that success is another name for a business with you," Namjoon states while Jungkook gave a little smirk as he turned his head to look at the night sky holding the wine.

While Namjoon takes a barbeque stick. " Wow... it's so amazing baby."

Seokjin gave a soft smile to his husband as he continued barbequing on the grill over the open fire.

The success of their business in foreign is growing rapidly and it's been quite a while since Namjoon had a proper drink with his brother after he had returned.

Nothing much. It's a beautiful night getting spent casually chilling on the luxurious rooftop terrace of Jeon's mansion. Rich brilliant red wine with a delicious barbeque night.

Species of foreign dishes & other expensive drinks are perfectly arranged on the glass table around the black couches.

A barbeque set at the railing side on which Seokjin is barbecuing with a soft smile and serving it himself. There are no servants today, few servants have just arranged everything around including all other food, and had taken their leave.

They are alone just spending some time all together. However, Jungkook was involved with his work and wasn't available to join but remembering their casual dinner night in the mansion infrequently was a long time ago so he had returned simply to join his cousin at his suggestion.

Yesterday Seokjin & Namjoon returned from their date at midnight. And today in the early morning Jungkook was already out of the mansion & had returned just some time ago.

After taking a long soothing shower the mafia is now sitting on the couch with his brother with wine. Having a casual chilling barbeque night.

Even if everyone is there, one specific person was missing, he was not seen around the glamorous rooftop. They had been sitting there for a while.

Before Seokjin came he had called the pretty male on the rooftop. But his presence has not seemed to appear there yet.

" Seokjin I can't see Taehyung around. Where's the pretty boy? Did you call him?" Namjoon asked while getting up from the couch and walking to Seokjin with his glass.

" Yes before coming here but he's not here yet. I'll go & bring him here myself after put over to grill this one." Seokjin replied while he sets another barbeque stick on a hot grill.

"Does the pretty boy even knows how to get along with people?"

Seokjin and Namjoon looked behind at the Mafia.

" If you ask ten times then he answers one time. He does not even know how to speak." Jungkook's voice sounded ironic as he takes a sip of wine.

" It's not like that. I saw him with painting tools. Maybe he's painting something." Seokjin replied as he then looked at his husband.

" Namjoon keep an eye on the barbeque stick don't burn these all. I'll go & bring him with me. I'm sure he'll join us."

Jungkook rolled his eyes as he poured another glass while he lets out a funny smile. " Then you have to call him ten times to get his presence once here."

"How do you know so well? Have you ever asked or called him ten times but received a response just once? " Catching his words Namjoon was quick to let out.

Hearing this his head turned towards Namjoon with not so pleasant face soon he looked away far at the black sky. "Does he even have ears to hear?" Jungkook gave a crooked smile while he drinks another sip from his glass.

" This is not true Jungkook. His nature is quiet, not mute. Believe me, as you see his outside, his inside is as beautiful. If you ever get to know Taehyung you'll be astonished Jungkook."

He heard Seokjin's voice before the male departed downstairs. The mafia couldn't let out anything else, dark coal eyes were blank looking at the city lights.

" I can bet on that," Namjoon replied agreeing with his husband.

That also reaches Jungkook's ears. But without saying anything gets up from the couch and steps walked towards the glass railing. Rough hand holding the wine glass, he leans on the railing as sharp eyes stare at the night sky.

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Seokjin's footsteps reach Taehyung's room. He stops at the entrance looking at the beautiful male inside the room, sitting by the window with canvas.

Slender fingers worked on the white paper. His soft beautiful face looks very pleasant as the breezes touch him by the window.

For a moment the one who will look at him right now will be lost in his beauty. The same thing happened with Seokjin.

Sensing someone's presence in the room, those doe eyes darted to Seokjin standing in the doorway.

Seokjin walked towards him with a smile on his face " Are you painting something?" A small nod was given by Taehyung while calm eyes looked at Seokjin.

"Hmmm... I see...umm...I was saying that today we are having just a casual barbeque night at the rooftop terrace for dinner. Would you like to go with me and join us if you are done with the painting?"

Those drawn eyes were just looking at Seokjin, a moment of silence. And those could detect hope on the other's male face.

"I promise you'll love it. And I would like it very much if you come. We will have dinner there under the open night sky tonight. You know Namjoon was asking about you."

Hearing his words, Taehyung could do only one thing, stare at Seokjin silently & pondering in his head whether he should get on or not.

The sentiment of the hesitant inside as always. But the hopeful eyes of Seokjin were something.

" Will you come?" Seokjin asked out softly. Sitting in silence for a moment afterward the pretty male looked at his canvas as his hands reaches to cover it.

Soon his delicate steps gently walked to Seokjin with a small nod. Seokjin was glad.

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The black sky over the head and the charming environment are beautifully pleasant. His steps landed there on the rooftop terrace, the surroundings turned out extra magical.

The sparkling lights of the city, the black ethereal sky, the gentle breeze, the stars, the moon, everything is as if in a couple of love, rhythmically they are working to make the night more beautiful and more beautiful.

He walked with Seokjin on the terrace. Soon soft gaze caught a specific person standing near the glass railing.

The broad wide back was visible and a marvelous tattoo was illuminating in the moonlight as he was wearing a casual half-sleeve t-shirt. A red wine glass holding his tattooed hand.

Taehyung had never seen the mafia in a casual outfit. But soon he diverted his eyes from his back as he walked with Seokjin near the hot grill to the other side where Namjoon was standing looking after the meat with his drink in his other hand.

"Ohh Taehyung, I'm so glad you came. Have something." Namjoon spoke out with an amiable voice. Dimples formed on his cheeks from the smile that he delivered to the petite male.

Namjoon's voice has reached his ears. But the mafia didn't look behind as he keeps drinking while ebony orbs stared at the night.

" I'll start the soft music." Leaving the rest of the grilling to Seokjin, Namjoon spoke out as he went towards the upper center area surrounded by little plants at the side.

The whole view is heart-touching with lights & plants under the black sky.

" Wanna try this." Seokjin suddenly asked as he noticed Taehyung who was so attentively looking at how he was grilling the barbeque meat.

He had never entered the kitchen in his life. How would he know even how to make anything? And directly doing this would be a challenge for him.

But his step went to Seokjin as he stood near him & the male taught him together how to barbecue.

" Great....you are doing it well." After so much effort finally Taehyung heard Seokjin compliments him.

A beautiful boxy smile formed the petite rosy lips. Seokjin was amazed to catch sight of it. Namjoon's voice can be heard before he could say something to the petite male.

" Baby, will you be my dance partner?"

Seokjin turned behind and saw Namjoon who has extended his hand for him. Taehyung's two enthralling eyes looked at them so softly.

" Sure. Ahe ...wait." Seokjin stopped before he could take the second step. He takes the glass of the drink from Namjoon.

He looked behind at Taehyung. " It'll be done in minutes. Don't go for another. Or you can hurt yourself, sweetie." Seokjin gently instructed as he puts the glass beside the small table near the set of grills before walking with Namjoon.

Taehyung looked at the couple dancing to the lovely music. When he looked up again a minute later he caught the love birds moving delicately in a soft rhythm and so lost in each other.

Except for the couple maybe someone had noticed the pretty soft smile formed on his roseate lips witnessing the couple.

Soon he looks away from them and focuses on his work. Taehyung extends his hand to take the sauce from the side table to put on the meat.

Unfortunately, his hand touches the empty glass of the drink and when he moves to take out the sauce it causes accidentally the glass to fall on the floor from the counter side by the back of his hand.

Shards of glass scattered on the ground and shattered into more pieces. It was not audible for the couple on the dance floor due to the music & their extreme love of romance.

Taehyung looked at the broken glass pieces. This needs to be cleaned. He was so confused at the sudden accident but he didn't hold any high shocked reaction on his beautiful blank face.

His knees knelt and gently sat to pick up the piece of glass. Before his soft skin could touch any single piece of glass he felt a sudden tight grip around his wrist.

The intense touch is so very familiar to him until now. Those doe eyes could look up, his chest clutched his heart and a sensational excitement surged through his spine.

Soon those drawn-like eyes quietly looked up like his gentle manner and soft gazes caught the man Jeon Jungkook who provoked his heart to sprint inside his chest out of the blue.

His almond eyes got locked with the ebony orbs. Dark ebony gaze was vivid through his long black hair, intensely piercing in the core of the heart.

Taehyung felt everything around them cease with his eyes on the dominant male there. He never had imagined his eyes will confront the person directly tonight who was the reason for his sleeplessness last night.

The surrounding is so dramatically twisting deep and dense, everything seems to be swallowing him.

What spell has possessed these two dark eyes of Jungkook that are creating turmoil in his calm sanity?

For ages, he has never allowed any, any small chaos to startle anything in his calm peaceful existence whereas now so dominantly a certain person creates a whole storm inside his same peaceful heart.

The storm in my heart, the silence in his voice, and the heaviness of the atmosphere were incapacitating me~~

The petite beautiful male got paralyzed--- unable to stop the storm that destroyed his calmness.

Before the atmosphere can get more heavy around the two males, those dark orbs looked away from the elegant face down at the hands & the same significant deep voice could be heard.

" Don't."

His voice simply disciplined Taehyung, strictly forbidding him not to pick up the glass pieces.

The mafia's wide rough palm began to cultivate a warm heated sensation around Taehyung's wrist. It is hitting him as torture. Incapable of accepting the sudden hastily sensation for any more seconds. The mere touch is burning him.

Jungkook's gaze, senses, and everything are strongly aware of Taehyung. The dominant man is sharp enough to understand the discomfort or tolerance in Taehyung.

Till today standing there the mafia had already understood the petite male in front of him that he would never let out a single word on his lips or even let any objections appear on his ethereal face despite feeling it inside.

And it's not like the mafia needs action to understand his mind. So strangely he always catches everything regarding the petite male.

Without uttering any words Jungkook simply removes his grip from the soft wrist & his gaze from the elegant face.

"Do not touch the glass pieces. " Jungkook let out as he stood up. Ebony eyes looked around him with his stern charismatic face for any housemaid.

The petite male gently stood up as well. Sensing the mafia's eyes not on him anymore, he hesitantly turned his head as large doe eyes slowly looked at the man standing in front of him.

But the next moment, Taehyung's eyes couldn't drift away from the stunning feature of the Mafia.

A strange kind of trickery seems to surround him and those almond orbs so calmly got fixed straight on the man in front of him in a simple half sleeves casual brown t-shirt.

He first time witnesses him in casual. The evening face of tiredness looked charming. It's glowing and radiant and looked so wonderfully enthralling.

Soft messy hair was chaotic on his forehead with spreading raven locks on his forehead. He looked so fascinating, enchanting with all his messy yet flawless appearance.

Jungkook no longer looks like the same awful mafia. It has to be some miracle that his face looks so pure yet if he'll look back again at the petite male with his dark gaze, that'll again scream as the devilish dominant male.

Or is it Kim Taehyung who's powerfully capable of scrutinizing the pureness? Yes, that's what he could all observe clearly in front of him-- a fresh pure bright appearance in brown.

The red lips, small nose, and those extra magical eyes all look wonderful on his face.

Unaware or be it in awareness in the end the truth is that Taehyung's eyes are on Jungkook.

His orbs were calm and lost and peaceful on the mafia in front of him. Long delicate eyelashes blinked at the sound of that same deep voice.

" Don't pick the broken glasses. You will get hurt by the sharpness. In the end, it'll cause bleeding."

Fixing the coal-black eyes sharp on Taehyung, the mafia simply let out those words with a little strange smirk playing at the corner of his roseate lips.

The sentence so truly indicates some other things also.

Strangely the petite male didn't take his step backward today. Those almond eyes lived still on the dominant male in front of his eyes without any words.

But it's not something easy to mess with. Turbulently the pretty male struggles inside to hold up with the Mafia's dark gaze.

It's not like just two ebony eyes of his staring at the quiet male, it's the mafia's soul, sanity, and crooked heart--- which is challenging yet summoning Kim Taehyung in a long messy fight together with him.

It's wide, transparent, deep, and colorful that it can burn the delicate male either beautifully or outrageously in a large, lovely, dangerous way.

Taehyung remains silent with the same silent gaze on Jungkook and the man in front keeps looking at him likewise.

No one seemed to move back. An eye to eye has created an interesting war.

" It's dangerous. Softness bleeds when it comes to contact with the sharpness."

While eyes dead fixed on the pretty male, the mafia spoke out again with his signature smirk and challenging look which formed his charismatic face.

No one will be defeated in an eye war. Thick eye-lashes of the quiet male not blinking for a moment as his eyes keep looking at the dominant man in front of him.

There's a heavy silence.

Another way Taehyung wasn't speaking as always.

The mafia got the power as he smirked strangely. This delicate male in front of his eyes won't open his mouth. With the last emotion of smirk Jungkook initiated to look away for him.

" Softness is not weakness. It takes immense courage to stay delicate in a world cruel like this."

Jungkook's gaze stopped on the polished floor at the voice before he could turn his head away entirely.

He stared at the floor and Taehyung stared blankly at him.

At the end, who's gaze looking down? Is someone got hit with the answer? And failed in an eye war?

Each word that came out of his rosy lips was so eruptive that it reaches Jungkook's ears and struck his mind and head. Jungkook hasn't expected the sudden dazzle of Taehyung's delicate silence.

Never thought the quiet petite male will throw a hell of an answer in his face.

Thereon a moment of silence, those dark eyes looked up at Taehyung and witnessed the two pairs of the same ethereal eyes still on him.

The mafia stood astonished.

A tale of a universe covered in his silence. It will surely take limitless time to wrap up and what will come out will surely be royal madness.

His eyes have a fire that burns silently on the edge, and his heart has strength that holds perfectly onto the cliff---

---- he has so much patience--- so much patience that simmers the things around him including me ----he has pure gentleness and kindness which humbles the things around him involving me...

I surely do not want to burn in him or to be humble around him.