jungkook

Everything was perfect in Taehyung and Jungkook's lives. After they got married, everything became even calmer and more family-like. Jungkook was the mafia. Menacing, dangerous, cold. He was always serious. Absolutely always. At home, at work, on the street, everywhere. His face remained just as serious. Tattoos all over his right arm, a pumped-up body. Every morning, a workout in his own gym, strong coffee, and breakfast from his beloved. Then, more dirty mafia business. Taehyung was the complete opposite. Small in stature, capricious, with a strong character, Taehyung was a model. The face of brands like Celine, Cartier, Dior, and several other major brands. Everything in their life was perfect. They had enough money, a huge penthouse, and love. Their lives became completely dependent on each other.
It was especially cold on Tuesday. It was raining outside. And the two spouses had to go to work. After finishing his morning workout, Jungkook went down to the kitchen, bare-chested, wearing only his pants. He dried his hair after a shower. Taehyung stood at the stove, small and neat, in short pajama shorts and a sweater, boiling eggs. Jungkook approached him, hugging him around the waist, kissing him on the lips, and then pulled away to the coffee machine.
-What time are you leaving?
the guy asked, his voice hoarse and calm.

• at one o'clock today, filming at Calvin Clien today.
  Taehyung said, turning to his husband.
  Jungkook nodded, but then asked anyway.
  -What are you going to advertise this time?
  I took a sip of coffee while looking at my husband.
• today underwear.
  the younger one said quietly. Jungkook immediately tensed up. After they started dating, Jungkook completely forbade Taehyung from participating in explicit photo shoots. Jungkook finished his coffee and looked sternly at Taehyung.
  -You are sitting at home today.
  it sounded like an order.