Summary : Jungkook was your first love, your high school sweetheart, whom you continued to date throughout college, well maybe not throughout. Three months before finishing college, he decides it wasn't worth it. Six years later, you're far away from South Korea, working for a small company. What are the chances that the big multinational company that ends up buying the company you're currently working for is owned by none other than Jeon Jungkook?
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The environment you're currently in would have been uncomfortable for you even a few months ago, but now you've gotten used to it. You'd not go as far as to say that you enjoy it, because you don't, but at least you don't hate being here. It is what it is. It's not like you have a choice anyway.
Working as a software programmer for FCS aka Felix Consultancy Services had its perks such as good pay, friendly co-workers and you were confident when it came to anything computer related, so the job was enjoyable.
What however was a con of your job, at least according to you, was attending these mid-year parties, which had a little bit of everything.
Your company isn't necessarily big but is a reliable one and the services it provides are used by more or less all big companies in the states. As a result of which, your company is always invited to these parties.
You don't have anything against it but you are not a fan of socializing with people, but, being the head of your department, talking to potential investors is inevitable.
Needless to say, that is tiring.
You head towards the bar, you cannot afford getting drunk but some temperance drink would do the job. Requesting your order, you sit near the bar waiting for your drink and give out a tired sigh. You take out your mobile for any messages or possible source of entertainment, only to freeze hearing a voice you surprisingly recognise even after all these years.
"Two piña colada please".
You don't know what to do, you cannot imagine having eye contact with him, but you know you also want to look just to be sure that you aren't hearing things, or someone doesn't have the exact same voice as that one person, you haven't allowed your mind to wonder about in years.
Hence you give yourself a chance to sneak a glance only to see him. He, however, isn't alone. He has his arms around a petite blonde, a gorgeous one at that. He thankfully doesn't notice you. He is busy giving his companion, what can only be referred to as "bedroom eyes" and you don't let yourself ponder about that. You wanted a glance to make sure if the voice belonged to him and you have already done that. You really do not wish to let him occupy your mind more than required.
However, you find yourself unwilling to make a single move to remove yourself from the spot. You are extremely scared of gaining attention, especially gaining his attention. You cannot risk that.
Hence you wait. Wait impatiently until he decides to leave. You have long forgotten about your drink order, all you can focus on is the blondeâs flirty giggles and some whispers from him which arenât loud enough for you to figure out the words but loud enoigh for you to somehow hear his voice.
As soon as both of them leave the bar, you very quickly yet subtly check if the path is clear.
Not spotting any potential danger, you make a quick beeline towards the exit gate and book a cab.
You are paranoid even after stepping out. What if he comes out of the hall right now? What if he sees you? What if he wants to talk to you?
To say that you are grateful when you see the cab approaching, would be an understatement. You release a sigh of relief and let yourself relax for a minute only to realise you left the party abruptly. You know you arenât going to get into any trouble because you hardly ever had any complaints against you and your boss is a very kind and considerate person, but you also understand the need to inform someone that you have left the party.
Deciding to send a quick text to your best friend and roommate Tae, you type out that you suddenly felt sick. Yeah, that should do.
You: Hey Tae, sorry I left the party. Iâm already on my way to our place. I wasnât feeling well. If anyone asks just let them know that. [8:38 PM]
Tae: you left the party??? [8:41 PM]
Tae: suddenly? [8:41PM]
Tae: you were fine [8:41 PM]
Tae: literally a few minutes ago when we talked [8:42 PM]
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ANSNANAKSBX OMG OMG BALLERINA TAEHYUNG AND HIS RICH CEO BOYFRIEND JUNGKOOK BUT OF COURSE HES GONNA BE FAT!
just imagine itâs the big night of Taehyung performance so jungkook made sure to purchase a brand new suit in XXXL of course and he bought four front row seats to himself. Two so he can be comfortable and three so no one sits next to him on either side.
And Taehyung canât help but smile seeing jungkook sturuggle to stand up while wanting to give him the loudest applause.
After performing they go out to eat and Taehyung watches fondly.
OMG when jk is having a tough day being ceo tae will bring him lunch and rub his belly. When itâs the other way and Taehyung thinks about quitting jk will rub his feet and basically crush him with his gut while cuddling.
It was rare for Taehyung to get days off, but after the final performance of swan lake last night all the dancers were given a break
He was the first one to awake with sun shining through the windows and the sight of Jungkookâs chubby face getting squished by him smushing it against the pillow was a view he could never get tired off.
Quietly he got up and went downstairs to make them breakfast. He just knows that when Jungkook wakes up his stomach will be growling.
An hour later he heard the thuds of heavy foot steps walking out of their bedroom.
Taehyung turned to see Jungkook yawning with his double chin squishing down.
Jungkook liked to sleep shirtless with only basketball shorts on and Taehyung couldnât get enough of the jiggling belly caused by each one of jungkooks movements.
He walked up to him placing a hand on his stomach and leaning in to kiss him which was quickly reciprocated.
âMorningâ tae said breathlessly. Jungkook just did that to him.
The other walked past him giving Taehyung the delicious view of jungkooks fat ass barely fitting in those basket ball shorts with the peak of his ass crack sticking out.
âWatch ya making?â
âYour favorite so go sit.â
Nodding he sat at the chair that was quite larger than the rest, liking the view of his hot boyfriend cook for him.
Taehyung took the plate over and watched as jungkook gobbled it down. He simply drank his orange juice as he saw his boyfriend enjoy himself in scarfing down food.
In a matter of minutes that plate was cleared and jungkook was asking for seconds.
Four more servings of eggs, bacon and pancakes had jungkook leaning back with his face scrunching up to let out a belch.
Immediately Taehyung went to go run his stomach causing his boyfriend to hum and close his eyes.
Taehyung looked up at him him â do you have work today?â
Jungkookâs double chin was prominent when he looked down at Taehyung.
âNope took the day off to spend it with you.â
That caused his boyfriend to smile, âperfect then we have time?â
Jungkook raised a brow, âtime for what?â
Suddenly Taehyung was underneath the table in between his legs and pulling at his shorts.
