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(Both are top characters, pure alphas) (Jungkook with the scent of: dark chocolate, pure blood alpha) (Taehyung with the scent of: whiskey, pure blood alpha)
Taehyung and Jungkook broke up, but they still have feelings for each other, but Jungkook decides to get married.. to a woman.
Seoul, 8:47 p.m.
The rain had started in the evening and now the streets around the hotel were a black, shiny surface, illuminated by white and gold lights.
The hotel where the ceremony was taking place was one of those buildings that looked more like a modern palace than a hotel.
The entrance was covered in light marble. Huge chandeliers hung from the high ceiling of the lobby, and behind the glass walls, rows of ceremonial black cars pulled up one by one in front of the red carpet.
Tonight, almost everyone in the Korean entertainment industry was gathered in one building.
Actors.
Singers.
Producers.
CEOs.
Models.
And of course, the reporters who had waited for hours to capture even the smallest interpretable moment.
But for some people, this ceremony was not just a ceremony.
For Taehyung, this was one of those nights where he had to learn how to hide the past behind a professional smile.
He had been doing this for three years.
Three years. Three years since the last night he and Jungkook had decided to end their relationship.
Neither of them had cheated that day.
There had been no big fight.
Their love hadn’t even ended.
That was the problem, by the way.
They still loved each other.
But their relationship was no longer just theirs.
Every blurry photo, every small gesture, every joint entrance to a restaurant, even a fleeting glance could become the next day’s headlines.
Then the Ssangfans started.
Tracking cars.
Waiting in front of buildings.
Finding private places.
Sending countless messages.
And worst of all, threats that neither of them were willing to talk about on camera. Finally, one night, without any fighting or screaming, they decided to end it.
Not because they didn’t want to be together.
But because they realized that they might have to be, in order to protect each other.
From that night on, they had both moved on with their lives.
At least in front of the camera.
Taehyung was now one of the most recognizable figures in the music industry; with international contracts, luxury magazine covers, advertising campaigns, and a schedule that was almost completely empty.
Jungkook had also gone his own way.
Successful.
Famous.
Popular.
And strangely, always unconcerned.
The two had seen each other many times in the past three years.
At events.
Backstage at festivals.
On the red carpet.
Even once, at a charity event, they were only a few seats apart.
But it was never the same again.
No one saw Taehyung unconsciously pull Jungkook’s seat back for him.
No one saw Jungkook mindlessly order Taehyung’s favorite drink.
No one even let their gazes last more than a few seconds.
Because they both knew.
One picture was enough.
Just one picture.
Tonight was going to be no different.
At least that’s what Taehyung thought.
Until a black car stopped a few meters ahead.
The cameras suddenly went up.
The flash of light fell on the wet glass of the street.
The car door opened.
And Jungkook got out.
He was wearing a simple black suit, perfectly tailored. Nothing about his appearance was exaggerated; a delicate watch, neat hair, and the same calm, controlled demeanor that had become part of his public persona over the years.
The voices of the reporters rose.
His name could be heard through the crowd.
Jungkook smiled.
For the cameras.
The same usual smile.
But just before entering the building, he turned his head for a split second.
His gaze swept through the crowd.
And he saw Taehyung.
Just for a moment.
He didn’t react.
Neither did Taehyung.
But something changed in both of their eyes.
Something the cameras couldn’t capture.
Something they had both been trying to ignore for three years.
Taehyung looked away.
And entered the hall.
An hour later, the main hall was full.
Soft music was playing in the background, and round tables were set with white flowers and tall candles.
Taehyung was sitting next to a few familiar faces.
He was smiling.
He was talking.
Sometimes he laughed.
But every few minutes, without wanting to, his gaze would drift to the end of the hall.
Jungkook was there.
Alone.
Until the doors to the hall opened again.
This time, everyone’s attention turned to the entrance.
A young, famous woman entered.
A well-known actress whose name had been seen in the media several times in recent months next to Jungkook.
She walked over to Jungkook’s table.
Jungkook stood up.
He smiled.
And he walked over to greet her and
Taehyung immediately fell silent.
Not so clearly that anyone would notice.
Just for a few seconds.
Then he smiled again.
But this time his smile barely stayed on his face.
A few minutes later, the cameras at the event were busy taking various photos.
And one of the photographers clicked the shutter right at the moment Jungkook was standing next to the woman.
A very ordinary photo.
Two famous celebrities.
Smile.
Golden lights.
A luxurious night.
A Perfect photo.
But no one knew that the same photo would break the entire internet the next morning.
And no one knew that this was just the beginning of the story.
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Seoul, 8:47 p.m.
The rain had started in the evening and now the streets around the hotel were a black, shiny surface, illuminated by white and gold lights.
The hotel where the ceremony was taking place was one of those buildings that looked more like a modern palace than a hotel.
The entrance was covered in light marble. Huge chandeliers hung from the high ceiling of the lobby, and behind the glass walls, rows of ceremonial black cars pulled up one by one in front of the red carpet.
Tonight, almost everyone in the Korean entertainment industry was gathered in one building.
Actors.
Singers.
Producers.
CEOs.
Models.
And of course, the reporters who had waited for hours to capture even the smallest interpretable moment.
But for some people, this ceremony was not just a ceremony.
For Taehyung, this was one of those nights where he had to learn how to hide the past behind a professional smile.
He had been doing this for three years.
Three years. Three years since the last night he and Jungkook had decided to end their relationship.
Neither of them had cheated that day.
There had been no big fight.
Their love hadn’t even ended.
That was the problem, by the way.
They still loved each other.
But their relationship was no longer just theirs.
Every blurry photo, every small gesture, every joint entrance to a restaurant, even a fleeting glance could become the next day’s headlines.
Then the Ssangfans started.
Tracking cars.
Waiting in front of buildings.
Finding private places.
Sending countless messages.
And worst of all, threats that neither of them were willing to talk about on camera. Finally, one night, without any fighting or screaming, they decided to end it.
Not because they didn’t want to be together.
But because they realized that they might have to be, in order to protect each other.
From that night on, they had both moved on with their lives.
At least in front of the camera.
Taehyung was now one of the most recognizable figures in the music industry; with international contracts, luxury magazine covers, advertising campaigns, and a schedule that was almost completely empty.
Jungkook had also gone his own way.
Successful.
Famous.
Popular.
And strangely, always unconcerned.
The two had seen each other many times in the past three years.
At events.
Backstage at festivals.
On the red carpet.
Even once, at a charity event, they were only a few seats apart.
But it was never the same again.
No one saw Taehyung unconsciously pull Jungkook’s seat back for him.
No one saw Jungkook mindlessly order Taehyung’s favorite drink.
No one even let their gazes last more than a few seconds.
Because they both knew.
One picture was enough.
Just one picture.
Tonight was going to be no different.
At least that’s what Taehyung thought.
Until a black car stopped a few meters ahead.
The cameras suddenly went up.
The flash of light fell on the wet glass of the street.
The car door opened.
And Jungkook got out.
He was wearing a simple black suit, perfectly tailored. Nothing about his appearance was exaggerated; a delicate watch, neat hair, and the same calm, controlled demeanor that had become part of his public persona over the years.
The voices of the reporters rose.
His name could be heard through the crowd.
Jungkook smiled.
For the cameras.
The same usual smile.
But just before entering the building, he turned his head for a split second.
His gaze swept through the crowd.
And he saw Taehyung.
Just for a moment.
He didn’t react.
Neither did Taehyung.
But something changed in both of their eyes.
Something the cameras couldn’t capture.
Something they had both been trying to ignore for three years.
Taehyung looked away.
And entered the hall.
An hour later, the main hall was full.
Soft music was playing in the background, and round tables were set with white flowers and tall candles.
Taehyung was sitting next to a few familiar faces.
He was smiling.
He was talking.
Sometimes he laughed.
But every few minutes, without wanting to, his gaze would drift to the end of the hall.
Jungkook was there.
Alone.
Until the doors to the hall opened again.
This time, everyone’s attention turned to the entrance.
A young, famous woman entered.
A well-known actress whose name had been seen in the media several times in recent months next to Jungkook.
She walked over to Jungkook’s table.
Jungkook stood up.
He smiled.
And he walked over to greet her and
Taehyung immediately fell silent.
Not so clearly that anyone would notice.
Just for a few seconds.
Then he smiled again.
But this time his smile barely stayed on his face.
A few minutes later, the cameras at the event were busy taking various photos.
And one of the photographers clicked the shutter right at the moment Jungkook was standing next to the woman.
A very ordinary photo.
Two famous celebrities.
Smile.
Golden lights.
A luxurious night.
APerfect photo.
But no one knew that the same photo would break the entire internet the next morning.
And no one knew that this was just the beginning of the story.
Taehyung: He still loves him deeply, but he's afraid of getting hurt again. He tries to appear cold and indifferent, while seeing Jungkook still brings back all his old feelings.. Jungkook: Taehyung is still the most important person from his past to him, but he's forced himself to move on. His new engagement is part of this effort to build a "normal" life; however, Taehyung's presence makes him unsure that he's really over him.
They both want to pretend that the past is over; but every time they meet, their little gestures, looks, and silences show that nothing is really over. And worst of all, they both think that the other person doesn't love them anymore. 🖤
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