Before the heated tension could get more heavy on the atmosphere around the two males and turn hundreds of times more uncertain, footsteps seemed to hear as the couple arrived there.

" Whaaa!...How did the glass break? oh, bad luck. How come you two stand near the broken glasses? Move aside. I'm calling the maid to clean it up right away."

Seokjin spoke out quickly. Namjoon was standing next to him. The petite male took his eyes off the mafia. And the mafia removed his gaze from him as well afterward his steps walked back over to the couch.

The mafia settle down on the couch and took his glass back in his hand. Soon a maid came and cleaned the place, took the broken pieces of glass, and left.

The couple again returned to their previous positions. Namjoon changes the music to a romantic one. The pretty male got busy decorating some young green veggies on the plate with the meat.

Following every step carefully Seokjin taught him a little, he was decorating the food on the plate with perfect attention. Gentle breezes blow constantly on the terrace.

In a different state of mind, heart trembles a little. Slender fingers stopped putting sauce over the meat as hesitant soft almond gaze shifted to his right catching the view of the Mafia sitting on the couch with spreading legs with his wine glass.

Sitting with his eyes closed, head lying on the softness of the couch behind him. He is looking so peaceful, his marvelous body is simply looked so relaxed, and his stern serious face is eye soothing.

An unknown rough & fast pulsing sensation startled him from inside. Lowering his gaze Taehyung looks away.

Calmly shutting his eyelids for a moment, he again unlocked his eyes and concentrated on his work.

With the man sitting on the couch soothing breezes also caress his beautiful face from time to time while he was busy decorating the plate.

Glowing serene gaze drifted to the ravishing view of the inky night when he finishes his work. The enchanting view was enraptured by his admirable gaze.

Incapable to quell the desire of his mind, gentle steps went in the direction towards the railing to get sank into the view and soaked by the tranquil wind entirely.

He stared at the wide sky. Now and then, the sparkling stars are winking at him and the twinkle catches his eyes making his orbs shine like the galaxy itself.

The glowing moon dominated large in the inky sky, encircled by an ethereal gleam.

Staring at the endless sky, his sight shines like a galaxy in his large captivating eyes. The whites of the eyes gleamed celestial around his blazing almond orbs.

Holding the railing Taehyung started at the sky for a good amount of moment. Soon inhaling a long breath a soft smile formed his rosette lips as he slowly closes his eyes.

Oblivious of the two ebony eyes had got unlocked a long time ago and were observing the beauty's appearance from the start.

Ebony eyes witnessed how the cool breeze was caressing his soft body and tickling his mesmerizing face causing his fluffy hair to fall frequently over his forehead.

And at the same time, the dim light of the silvery darling moon was kissing his face while his eyes were closed spreading thick long lashes over his pink upper cheeks and the pale light of the terrace in combination trying to focus on him from behind carving his beauty more radiant.

The Mafia was astonished for the second time tonight.

One time for your burning words.....

Ahead... One more time for your breathtaking view.

His beauty under the celestial light of the silvery moon beats all the beauty around the world.

The mafia watched him taking long breaths so calmly. He witnesses the faded yet beautiful smile.

Taehyung was taking a breath, a breath of relaxation that illuminated his soul which is reflecting on his serene face under the black sky.

A new song reaches his ear. Taehyung heard the music change to another tune. Every line reaches his ears while he listens to it with closed eyes.

But how long will happiness stay? And soon those delicate fingers tightened the grip on the railing when a strong cologne hit his nostrils.

Assuming the person behind him wasn't so difficult. It was so near him. Taehyung swallowed. The familiar cologne happened to provide an intense rise to his calm heart rate.

Gently turning behind with a lowering gaze and slowly looked up to come face-to-face with the person. He holds his breath. Two ebony orbs of the mafia directly intense on him.

But there without saying anything the mafia walked passed in front of Taehyung toward the grill set leaving the petite male confused though later with a breath of relief, his calm gaze follows Jungkook.

He acts so smoothly. The dominant male was right behind him and other than the petite male the witness is the black sky of tonight.

Taehyung watched the mafia grabbing the exact plate Taehyung has decorated. The mafia turned back as he takes a small bite of the meat.

Soon Taehyung realizes his footsteps were walking toward his direction. And tension surrounded Taehyung.

He stopped again in front of the elegant male. While looking at the breathtaking face another bite was taken by him and closed his eyes at the flavorful taste.

Taehyung swallowed unable to stand with the dominant gaze and act. He looks away but the next sentence of the mafia made him look at the man again.

" Hmm... it's delicious. It was soft, so was easy to burn. And then happened to be tasty ." Jungkook stated so perfectly each word as he turned to walk towards the couch. The tone was ironic.

But he stopped. Turning his head soon intense gaze fell on Taehyung.

"Too delicate hmm... would be too much fun to destroy." Those words left Jungkook's lips while he walked past the petite male.

Taehyung was out there alone mindlessly stumbled upon the statement Jungkook has passed. Head seemed to get emptying at the same time puzzling.

He must not have expected. He quickly turned away from Jungkook as he looked at the view again with an empty head, trying to process all the words left out of the mouth of the mafia.

Getting all dizzy by those words he stopped his thoughts. Taehyung's gaze turned to look at the pair enjoying themselves. Already, Seokjin had called him several times to join him but he denied politely.

Seokjin had gone again with Namjoon when he was assured by the petite male he was having peace alone more.

It became late at night so those pretty eyelashes were getting closed as the eyes feels a little sleepy. He chooses to sit down on the luxurious swing chair next to the railing and lets his body sink into its soft mattress.

Soon after the couple finished dancing, they sat down on the couch next to Taehyung on the swing. Among the four of them, the pair talked a lot as they ate.

Hugging the small pillow tight to his chest, squeezing himself more into the softness of the swing mattress eyes again fell on the dominant man sitting on the couch who had just finished eating a small quantity of food.

Taehyung looks away from the dominant male soon. Eyelids are occasionally nearing together closing over the eyes and then getting unlocked to stare at night in drowsiness.

The mafia puts the plate down. Rough hand holds the bottle and poured wine into his glass. Standing up his steps walk towards the railing with the glass in his hand as he stood there again and stared at the endless sky.

There was only the sound of two couples talking. Although two other certain males had ears on the side, their mind was not.

Feeling the same presence again, his sleepy eyes looked to the side and it turned out soon that the dominant man was standing against the railing.

Putting one hand on the railing with tattoos visible another one holding glass and taking sips.

Sleepy eyes soon fell on the vivid tattoos painted on the mafia's arms. Attractive design throughout the arms will not take a long time to draw attention. Eye-catching inky designs are so flawless with colors.

Staring at it with deep admiration for a long time, his eyelids slowly attached shutting down the view. Before drifting to dreamland, he hears Namjoon scolding Seokjin for drinking.

"Ahh, Seokjin...Be careful...why do you have to gulp so much? wherein you just can't endure it you know." Jungkook looked behind him when Namjoon's words reaches his ears.

He found Namjoon holding Seokjin closely to prevent the man from falling on the floor.

" It's already too late and this person with me isn't sober anymore got drunk." Namjoon shook his head.

" I'm taking him to the bedroom Jungkook. And where's Taehyung? Has he gone? " Namjoon asked looking at Jungkook.

Being too involved with Seokjin and then the way he's holding the male he can't even look behind entirely.

Jungkook turned his head and following his gaze Namjoon turned slightly doing the same. Soon discovered the petite male sleeping on the luxurious swing so peacefully holding a white fluffy pillow against his chest. Namjoon smiled.

" I don't think the beauty will wake up. So peacefully sleeping. I'm taking Seokjin downstairs."

" It would be your kindness if you help the sleeping beauty."

Before Jungkook could let out anything, Namjoon didn't stand there for a minute as he walked downstairs handling a drunken Seokjin.

Closing his eyes the mafia sighed with his facial impression of seriousness. Diverting his gaze from the way Namjoon had left, he slowly turned his head. Inky gaze fell on the male curled up in the soft swing mattress with a white pillow.

Dark orbs simply stared at the sleeping male for a moment. Soon steps walked near him.

Stopping in front of the curled-up male in the swing, he continued taking sips while intense gaze keeps on staring down at the celestial feature.

In the moonlight, his face was shaped like a burning silvery beauty. The silent male is therefore so heavenly when the invisible wind occasionally blows his soft hair making a visible effect on his peaceful feature. Reflecting like the epitome of the moon's beauty.

Jungkook puts his glass on the side table and then two rough arms were placed on both sides of Taehyung as he bent down in front of the male who was all unaware of the dominant male's proximity to him.

Jungkook's eyes simply stared at him while he stays in his position before his voice spoke out in the silent atmosphere.

" Why so quiet huh? Are you here to calm or the silence before the storm?"

Jungkook inhales while he stays still leaning in front of the sleeping male. Drastic gaze getting more intense. Afterward, he removed the pillow which turned out to make the pretty male roll his own body like a newborn baby.

Jungkook swallowed as he looks away and the next moment not taking any more time to pick up Taehyung. Without glancing anymore even for a single time at the male in his arms, he straight-headed downstairs.

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Jungkook reaches inside Taehyung's room. Placing his lightweight body on the soft mattress of the bed, he was all ready to leave.

However, the trouble occurred when sleeping Taehyung wrapped his arms around the mafia's neck and pulled his face closer to his ethereal one.

Within a moment there was an inch difference between lips, a glorious accident can happen at any time.

Seconds later, the delicate fragrance filled Mafia's nostrils, sweeping through his veins and body like a wave of turmoil, flawlessly

burning his limbs.

As he suddenly got trapped by the elegant male, rough palms happened to be placed on the bed on either side of his head. Closing his eyes, Jungkook clenched his fists.

Taking a breath and removing the two soft arms, with his stern face he moves away from the sleeping male.

Without giving a glance at him for once the mafia turned around as he walked straight towards the door to leave. But his steps hesitated at the entrance.

Looking behind soon he turned his heels as he headed back towards the bed.

Steps ceased in front of the bed. He sighed. Veiny hands came in contact with the soft white sheet as he pulled the thin cover over the delicate body.

For a moment he stopped there with certain disturbing thoughts.

Soon heels turned around and walks towards the entrance to leave the room. But, unfortunately for the second time, he had to stop. He halts in his step when something hits his head.

Sharp eyes had noticed unusual behavior. Rapidly he looked over his shoulder, dark gaze sharply fell on the sleeping face which wasn't reflecting his inner peacefulness anymore on the surface now it seemed to possess an afraid look.

His sleeping body was shaking with not-so-pleasant movement holding his beautiful face.

"No, don't come near ." With an awful shout, the delicate male jolted up from his sleep.

Sitting with a trembling body, he seemed to hardly breathe.

Jungkook walked fast toward the male and chose to sit in front of him on the bed. Steady gaze witnesses a scared Taehyung, not the calm, composed relaxing beauty anymore.

Heavy panting was getting terrible with his delicate shivering body. Dots of sweat began to form on his forehead gradually.

Opening his eyes, blurry vision discovered a man in front of him. Without any second thought, losing all sense of thinking, his shaky arms were fast to wrap around the person, throwing himself all on the mafia's arms.

Jungkook's sanity faltered with the feeling of the soft figure tight against his chest, seemed like embracing him for life.

He also lost his comprehension due to the sudden ignorant activities of the sacred male.

Yet he was fast enough to control his physical stability without hugging him, not to fall back on the floor. Be it willingly or not the mafia wasn't wanting the male in his arms to get hurt.

Silent tears roll down his cheeks. And Jungkook was aware the male was silently crying with little sobs in middle. It was not loud like his nature.

He was all unaware while in the arms of Jungkook and Jungkook is all aware that with consciousness the elegant male in his arms will never share this much proximity with him.

Remaining silent for moments he couldn't make out what step should he take next. Years passed, and he comforted no one. He never did. Never speaking politely or getting soft with anyone puts him in a conflict.

Yet a flame of desire gradually rose in his mind. Tattooed arms slowly rose and soon were placed into his soft hair to caress. Struggling to run his fingers through his hair.

Jungkook had never imagined, seeing a nightmare the quiet, calm, and composed male can cry out like a baby.

" Nothing is real, just a nightmare. Everything is fine."

The deep voice was so realistic in the silent room. Directly said words of the mafia stood perfectly at the moment but not the tone.

The man just simply lets out those words not bothering to follow gentleness as if he is advising someone whereas in present someone is at the edge of a breakdown.

Though his tone existed not all soothing or reflecting ease but the fact that Jungkook tried on saying it two or three times possibly reached Taehyung's ears as, after a while, silent sobs seemed to cease slowly.

Be it with all conscious or not but in the middle, words left through Jungkook's lips...

" Shhhh....it- it's ok."

And that's where he stops talking further when those words left his lips. Never he had imagined that he would be able to express those words that people use for comforting someone.

After a moment Jungkook felt the petite male slowly breaking free from his embrace. And he got alert, ebony orbs were sharp observing Taehyung's every movement.

Taehyung broke free from Jungkook. Two pairs of eyes were not apparent as his gaze was lowered down. Thick black eyelashes are wet and were lying beautifully on the new turning red upper cheeks.

Trembling rosy lips and beautiful face were swollen. There was no emotion, everything turned so silent with his blank stare on the bed sheet.

A moment ago the mafia's eyes weren't ready to look at him. Now the mafia can't seem to drift away his same gaze from the messy beauty on the bed in front of him.

The stare of his eyes was so intense while black orbs froze dead on his beautiful face.

Slowly looking up with wet lashes Taehyung's all senses knock in his head regaining consciousness the next moment. And hesitatingly fell a little off the pace discovering the person in front of him.

Hurriedly looking away from the dominant male soon gloomy gaze notices his position close to the mafia. This triggers his heart to beat faster.

With a throbbing heart and lowering gaze, the submissive male didn't take much time to back away from the dominant one.

Roseate lips hesitate to voice out something. But there's nothing seems to come out of his mouth. Jungkook's eyes were silently observing every movement of the uneasy male.

The fidgeting of his fingers and the fleeting look in his eyes perfectly describing the male hit the realization that he had been intimated with the dominant man a moment ago.

Without the permission of the man, he has embraced him intimately. He recalls everything how he had thrown himself into the broad chest and hugged the man like his life was depending on Jungkook and even cried over his shoulder.

A flash creeps across the cheeks while Taehyung's ears turn red.

Nothing got neglected by the mafia's eyes. From the start, his dark orbs were just simply observed all the discomforts of the petite male sitting in front of him whose cheeks were redder than before.

Is the red glow because of the shame of hugging him without permission?

Or is it because of the shyness of the excessive closeness?

Regardless, Jungkook is no longer capable of making any judgment. He could feel everything inside him stirring with all the touches he had digested of a certain delicate feature with the intoxicating fragrance.

He doesn't want to bring out his hideous masculinity. He wants to get out of this room before the devil comes out of him.

" Are you alright ?" The Mafia asked out.

The petite male said nothing in response to his question. He stayed silent with his lowered gaze and delicate light shaking body.

" I asked your condition. I can't sit here all night. I want an answer to my question." Jungkook clearly stated.

" Are you all right ?"

" Y-yeah....." A faint sound was heard in response more likely a whisper.

That's what Jungkook wanted, an answer and he got it. He started at him for a moment then said.

" Then lie down."

Disobeying Jungkook's words, the quiet male was still in the sitting position. Jungkook gritted his teeth though afterward, he took a breath then smoothly said.

" What happened? I'm telling you to sleep, if you haven't heard, I know exactly how to get these words into your ears. Don't force me Taehyung."

His tone was too dominating but fortunately not reflected anger. Still, Taehyung was shaken up.

" Or do you want me to put you to sleep? Don't make me do that I surely can."

Taehyung quickly shook his head in denial. And Jungkook already knew the answer.

" Then why are not you sleeping?"