ceo jeongguk x assistant taehyung
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— ☆ married taekook!
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— ☆ the way taekook are still in the honeymoon phase even after two years are we surprised
It’s the little things Jeongguk does that make Taehyung’s heart flutter—even after all this time. Like sending him a smile from the other side of his office; like casually starting a game of footsie under the table during a meeting,
Like now, with Jeongguk’s arms wrapped around his waist, his face buried into the crook of his neck and shoulder, trying to get the sleep he'd lost from staying awake during the flight.
(It still makes Taehyung laugh, the memory of the employees recounting the meeting he had organized. All of them were so sure they were about to be fired from the seriousness Jeongguk had exuded. But after everyone was seated,
“/I want to propose to Taehyung/.”
The room had spiraled into ecstatic chaos with those six words, and the rest was history.)
“Good,” Jeongguk says, still muffled but louder and more coherent than before. “I can sleep in an /actual bed/.”
Jeongguk looks up at him, just barely peeling a sleepy eye open to send him a lopsided grin. “Sleeping,” he repeats, wiggling his eyebrows for effect,
“Glad it couldn’t be you, since your head was on my shoulder the whole time.”
A silent ‘/I love you, too/.’
Jeongguk stumbles out of the car once they arrive, bumbling around as he struggles to keep his eyes open. Taehyung has to press his lips together tightly to keep from laughing; his husband looks adorable, all messy hair and wrinkled denim button-down,
“Here, let me,” Jeongguk mumbles as he walks over to him, rubbing at one of his eyes.
“It’s fine baby, I can do it. Go inside?”
Taehyung raises an eyebrow. “I’m your assistant, I’m /supposed/ to do this kind of thing.”
“You’re my husband before you’re my assistant, babe,” Jeongguk scoffs, taking a step closer.
“Sirs, would you like me to help?”
Both of them turn to the driver who had stepped out of the car, watching them with amusement. The two smile at him.
Jeongguk turns back to Taehyung in surprise, an offended pout already settled on his lips. “You called me a buffoon.” :(
He’s so cute when he’s tired.
Jeongguk, to Taehyung’s annoyance, manages to grab at one of the suitcases before he can stop him,
He promptly drops the suitcase when he gets there, rushing to the balcony. And an excited gasp leaves his lips at the view he’s graced with.
“Jeongguk!” Taehyung slaps one of the hands that’s resting on his stomach as he laughs, the other one immediately finding its way under his shirt.
“What? Sounds like a great idea to me—call it a way of welcoming ourselves to the villa.”
“One round?” Jeongguk asks, just as breathlessly.
Their anniversary is on a Thursday this year, and the three days that pass until the day arrives are blissful to Taehyung.
And, of course, the private beach at the bottom of the cliffs.
Thursday comes around too quickly, yet not quickly enough—it starts off like any other,
“Two years of having you, of wearing this ring.” Jeongguk clasps their hands together, smiling at the shine in Taehyung’s eyes, face still puffy from just waking up.
“Careful,” Jeongguk murmurs in his ear, helping him step over a loose branch.
Taehyung lets out a sound of confusion when the sand under his feet disappears, stepping on what feels like wood instead.
“Very cheesy,” Taehyung agrees with a fond laugh.
Taehyung hates how his eyes are watering as he looks up at him. “Are you proposing to me again?”
“My sun and moon and stars,” Jeongguk whispers into the space between them, so close—not close enough, Taehyung concludes, so he easily slots their lips together,
Jeongguk chuckles, brushing their noses together in Eskimo kisses. “You made it even cheesier.”
Jeongguk only smiles wider, eyes flitting about as if memorizing Taehyung’s face for the thousandth time, and an idea strikes Taehyung at that moment.
And before his husband can say something stupid like ‘/I am where I belong—with you/,’ Taehyung pushes him.
Right off of the dock.
Really, he already knew it’d be a lost cause; Taehyung is fast, but Jeongguk—
It’s just a plain white button-down. One of Jeongguk’s, actually.
“Still one of my favorites.”
Jeongguk laughs in response, all-knowing of his lie as he squeezes the arms around his waist tighter.
Jeongguk raises a brow at him but smiles, already stepping into the water and wading toward him.
“Enveloped,” Taehyung whispers. /Enveloped in you./
A bit later, Jeongguk uses his sheer strength to sit Taehyung back onto the dock before lifting himself right out of the water to do the same.
Every kiss they share makes him feel light, heady and dizzy as Jeongguk is slow, so slow in making love to him.
It's euphoric as Jeongguk clasps their hands together, keeping them on either side of his head as he thrusts languidly into him,
i literally breathe in married taekook fhdjfk. tell me what you thought of this, i really enjoyed writing it <3 happy taekook week!!!