
Taehyung's resolve crumbled under the weight of Jungkook's threat, his mother's life flashing before his eyes. With a shaky breath, he whispered, 'Yes... I'll marry you.' The words tasted like ash in his mouth, but they spilled out anyway, sealing his fate.
Jungkook's eyes lit up with triumph. He tapped Taehyung's cheek lightly, his fingers lingering on the tear-streaked skin. 'Good boy,' he murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction. He released his hold, stepping back just enough to let Taehyung straighten his clothes, though the hickey on his neck and the disheveled shirt did little to hide what had transpired.




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