Thread by @Aamyungv

Raffish; #taekookau

“Sir,” Jungkook knocks on the door, looking at his wristwatch with worry, “sir, we have to leave. Are you ready?”

“Just a second, please,” Taehyung's voice is thin, “I am not done yet!”

Jungkook blows out a breath, impatiently tapping his foot on the floor.

Tags —
— a/b/o
— alpha JK/omega Tae
— Bodyguard JK/ Idol Tae
— pining/unrequited feelings
— angst with a happy ending

Jungkook chokes on a breath when Taehyung yanks the door open. Looking at him with a bright smile and an eager expression.

“How do I look?” Taehyung gestures at himself, “good?”

Jungkook holds his breath, nodding, “yes, sir. You look gorgeous. As always.”

“As always?” Taehyung whines, “Jungkookie!” he looks down at himself, “what do you mean, as always?! I spent the last one-hour trying not to look as always! You don't see any difference?”

Jungkook smells in. The omega didn't take his scent-blockers. Jungkook fumbles.

“Well, of course, your hair is different,” Jungkook offers, hoping it would be enough.

Taehyung gives him a deadpanned look, “just that? Thanks, Jungkookie, you are so smart!”

Jungkook winces, “the s-scent?”

Taehyung grins, “I didn't take the blockers.”

Jungkook wonders why.

“Last time we met, he said he likes my scent,” Taehyung gives a dreamy sigh, a wide grin on his lips, “so,” he looks at Jungkook, “what's the point?”

Jungkook would rather forget the last time they met. He would give up his yearly salary to forget the hour-long wait outside.

He still remembers standing outside of the apartment, trying not to squirm too much because he knows there are cameras in the hall, and they might pick up on him breaking his character.

But, he smiles at Taehyung nonetheless, “of course, sir. Whatever you think is right.”

Taehyung walks by his side. No matter how many times Jungkook takes a step back, Taehyung waits to catch up with him.

“He might propose soon, kookie,” Taehyung loops his arm around Jungkook's elbow, “do you he might propose today itself? Oh, god, what if he does?”

Jungkook blows out a deep breath, offering Taehyung a smile, “then, you do whatever you want to do, sir.”

Taehyung pouts, looking at him, “you never talk your mind, kookie. I wonder what you are thinking!”

Jungkook presses the button for the elevator, chuckling.

“I have nothing to say, sir,” he steps in first, looking around once and nodding for Taehyung to get in, “whatever you do, I support you.”

Taehyung sighs, leaning against the railing, “will you be this stiff on my wedding day too? God, you got to wear something colourful!”

“I will buy you a suit myself!” Taehyung grins, “you better get a date! You are coming as my friend and not my bodyguard that day!”

“I will always be your bodyguard, sir,” Jungkook smiles, “won't trust someone else with your protection.”

Taehyung sighs, “you are too adamant.”

Taehyung's eyes are warm, his lips curved in a smile. He reaches to tuck a strand of hair behind Jungkook's ear, making the alpha flinch.

“I worry about you, kookie, you should find another job,” Taehyung whispers, “where you are not at risk.”

Jungkook shrugs, “it's fine.”

“I will get you a different job after my wedding,” Taehyung says, “give you a promotion and make you the security head of my team. Then, you don't have to work on the field and I don't have to worry.”

Jungkook shakes his head, “I will die if I have to do desk job. I will leave.”

Taehyung walks out of the elevator, followed by the alpha, “you are not leaving my side for a day. I refuse to let that happen.”

Jungkook stops to fix himself. Taehyung sighs, watching the bodyguard slip into his role. Face going blank while he puts on the glasses.

Now Jungkook won't talk to him. Not after Taehyung open the door and faces the world outside. The bodyguard will loom over him from behind and stay with him like a shadow, but he will not utter a word if not needed.

Taehyung knows it's the protocol but he hates it nonetheless.

He stops Jungkook, gripping his wrist. Jungkook looks at him, confused.

“Is anything wrong?” Jungkook asks, “are you okay? What's-”

Taehyung smiles, shakes his head, “just...” he wipes the corner of Jungkook's lips, “you had some chocolate stain there.”

Jungkook goes all red.

He bows as far as he can go, stammering, “I am so sorry. I didn't see it. I should have, I don't know, Jin hyung offered me a bite-”

Taehyung shakes his head with a fond smile, “will you stop bowing? It's okay, oh, god! I am not upset! Kookie, be serious right now!”

Taehyung's scent sours a little, “it's interesting how you eat from Jin hyung but refuse to take anything I offer.”

Before Jungkook can reply, Taehyung is walking out. Jungkook shakes his head, following after the idol. He nods at the team, guiding Taehyung to his car.

Taehyung watches Jungkook command the team. He leans against the window and sees the two cars that will go with him. One ahead of him and the other behind him. Taehyung greets his driver and sits back. Jungkook gets on the passenger seat, nodding for the driver to start the car.

“The fans will come up to you one by one,” Jungkook's voice is all professional now, it irks Taehyung somewhat, “you will not make any physical contact with them. For personal health issues. No hugs or anything. Just talking. One minute each. Lastly, a group photo and that's it.”

“You will be there, right?” Taehyung asks, tentative.

Jungkook is going through the plan of the building. He nods.

“I will be right behind you,” Jungkook says, “I have a gun-”

“Oh, god, don't use it!” Taehyung gapes, “why do you have a gun for a fan meeting?”

“To blow someone's brain off if they try something fishy with you,” Jungkook deadpans, all serious, “right then and there.”

Taehyung gapes, “this is my fanmeeting. Is there a reason you are this tensed?”

Jungkook shrugs, “I don't like you being this close to the mass.”

Taehyung reaches to squeeze Jungkook's bicep, “calm down, okay? It will be fine. Those people are my fans. They love me. I will be fine.”

Jungkook looks at him, his eyes wandering over Taehyung's face.

“You will always be fine,” Jungkook murmurs, “that's my promise to myself.”

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