Jungkook's Canning

— bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Taehyung went down to the basement by accident — he had forgotten a book there that he borrowed from Jungkook last week. He had never come here before because his fake husband had asked him not to disturb his "workshop," but the house was quiet now, and curiosity got the better of him. In the corner, behind a shelf of tools, he noticed neat rows of jars — the glass glimmered dimly in the twilight.

He stepped closer, running his fingers over the lids. Inside was a dark cherry-colored sludge, resembling jam but far too thick, and when he pressed his palm against the glass, it seemed to him that something was moving inside. Taehyung recoiled, but the jar slipped from his hands and crashed onto the concrete floor. The lid popped off, and a dark liquid with a metallic scent spread across the cement.

At that moment, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Jungkook descended slowly, his face remaining inscrutable. He stopped two steps away from Taehyung, tilted his head, examining the puddle on the floor, and suddenly smiled that strange, empty smile that Taehyung had seen only once — at their wedding, when they were signing the contract. Jungkook silently dropped to his knees, gathered the shards with his bare hands, and muttered:

— Your curiosity will be the death of you, Taehyung.