As Jungkook recounted the entire story to Jeongukk, his companion let out an exaggerated eye roll, a mix of exasperation and disbelief on his face.

Jeongukk crossed his arms, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Well, at least I won’t have to deal with her anymore," he muttered under his breath, a hint of relief in his tone.

Then, his curiosity got the better of him. "But I do have a question."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Which is what?" he asked, leaning forward as if the answer held some great significance.

Jeongukk leaned back, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Do you remember that night when the three of us – you, me, and Taehyung – were sprawled out on the couch, completely engrossed in whatever random show was on TV? You remember, right? You were just fifteen at the time. But I have to ask—why on earth did you decide to spike Taehyung's water?"

His tone mixed nostalgia with a hint of accusation, as if it had been a long-standing mystery he was finally ready to unravel.

Jungkook leaned against the doorframe with an amused expression, his mouth pressing into a thin line as he remarked, "Well, you see, you were taking an eternity to actually get intimate with him. So, I thought I’d lend you a hand." A playful glint danced in his eyes as he spoke.

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**Flashback**

The scene shifted to the cozy living room, where Taehyung lounged comfortably on the sofa, his focus absorbed in a show flickering on the television screen.

Meanwhile, in the adjoining kitchen, Jungkook stood with a furrowed brow, conflicted about his next move.

He had been a silent witness to the dynamic between his dad and brother; he understood the layers of their relationship, yet it frustrated him to see his father hesitating to cross that final boundary with Taehyung.

Determined to shake things up, Jungkook opened a cabinet and retrieved a bottle of water.

He unscrewed the cap and discreetly poured a few pills of Viagra into the glass, swirling it gently to ensure they dissolved completely.

With the concoction prepared, he strode purposefully out of the kitchen, a mischievous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

As he approached Taehyung, Jungkook presented the glass of water as if it were a gift.

Taehyung, oblivious to the true contents of the drink, lifted it to his lips and took a few hearty gulps.

Jungkook couldn't suppress his smirk as he watched; he knew that his brother’s initial hesitations were now out of the way.

With the effects of his little "help," there would be no more excuses for their father not to fully embrace what was unfolding between him and Taehyung.

**Flashback End**

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Jeongukk cast an exasperated glance at Jungkook, who was glaring back at him with an attitude.

"Seriously, Jungkook! What in the actual hell were you thinking?" Jeongukk exclaimed, his voice a mix of disbelief and frustration.

Jungkook shrugged dismissively, rolling his eyes as if the situation was trivial. "All I did was lend a hand," he retorted, a smirk playing on his lips.

Jeongukk's expression softened slightly as he glanced at Taehyung, who was curled peacefully against his chest, a serene look on his face.

"I wanted to take things slow with Taehyung," he sighed, running a hand through Taehyung's soft hair.

"Well, that plan just went out the window," Jungkook replied, chuckling lightly. "So, how has Taehyung’s pregnancy been treating him so far?"

"Pretty good, though he's been feeling a bit more... needy than usual," Jeongukk grumbled, his eyebrows knitting together as he looked down at Taehyung’s relaxed form, enjoying the gentle rise and fall of his chest.

Jungkook couldn't help but tease, "Just a few more months to go, and then everything will settle back to what it was before," he winked playfully at Jeongukk, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Jeongukk rolled his eyes again, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth despite his annoyance.

"Shut up," he said, unable to suppress the laughter bubbling within him.

Intrigued, Jungkook leaned forward. "So, what’s the next step in your grand plan with him?"

Jeongukk raised an eyebrow, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. "You'll see soon enough."

With a playful sigh, Jungkook stood up, stretching his arms overhead. "Well, I’m off to bed. Goodnight, Dad."

"Goodnight, Kook," Jeongukk replied, a warmth in his voice as he watched his son head towards the door.

As Jungkook closed the bedroom door behind him, Jeongukk's gaze returned to Taehyung.

He let out a contented sigh, his heart swelling with relief that Bora was finally out of the picture.

At last, it was just him and Taehyung, and he felt a profound sense of peace as he embraced the moment, cherishing the quiet intimacy they shared.

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As the first rays of sunlight began to filter through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the dim room, Taehyung slowly stirred from his slumber.

His eyelids fluttered open as he let out a hearty yawn, stretching his arms above his head.

When his gaze finally focused, he was greeted by the serene sight of Jeongukk's sleeping face, framed by tousled dark hair that fell effortlessly across his forehead.

A mischievous smirk crept onto Taehyung's lips as he recalled the events of the previous night, the memory bringing an overwhelming sense of relief—Bora was finally out of the picture.

Feeling a rush of affection, Taehyung gently straddled Jeongukk's waist, their bodies fitting together comfortably beneath the soft blanket.

He lowered his head to nestle against the crook of Jeongukk’s neck, inhaling the faint scent of his cologne mixed with the warmth of his skin.

The burden of secrecy lifted, Taehyung felt content; they could finally embrace their feelings openly within the cozy confines of their home.

After about an hour, Jeongukk began to stir, feeling the gentle weight of Taehyung on his chest.

He blinked his eyes open just enough to recognize the familiar silhouette of Taehyung, blissfully laid against him.

A soft smile spread across Jeongukk's lips, warmth blossoming in his chest as he wrapped his arms around Taehyung's waist, his hands tenderly tracing the contours of Taehyung's back, savoring the intimacy of the moment.

“Bambi,” he whispered affectionately, his voice thick with sleep and tenderness.

“Mm,” Taehyung hummed, still lost in the drowsy pulls of slumber.

With gentle care, Jeongukk tilted his body, turning onto his side to face Taehyung.

He took a moment to caress Taehyung's face with his fingertips, brushing away a stray strand of hair that had fallen onto his forehead.

“You shouldn’t be lying on your stomach like that,” he noted softly, concern lacing his words. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah,” Taehyung mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper as he nestled deeper into Jeongukk’s embrace, comforted by the warmth and safety of his arms.

Jeongukk smirked playfully, arching an eyebrow at Taehyung. "You're not feeling a bit... frisky, are you?"

Taehyung shook his head, his cheeks flushing as he buried his face into the comforting curve of Jeongukk's neck, inhaling his familiar scent.

With a teasing touch, Jeongukk's hand glided slowly between Taehyung's thighs, fingers brushing against his skin softly.

"Well, the way you're responding tells a different story," Jeongukk teased, a chuckle escaping his lips as he observed Taehyung's undeniable excitement. "Would you like me to help you with that?" he asked, his voice low and inviting.

A soft sigh slipped from Taehyung's lips, filled with longing. "Yes," he breathed, his heart racing at the thought.

"Alright then," Jeongukk replied, a knowing smile gracing his features as he prepared to attend to Taehyung's needs.

Jeongukk hovered above Taehyung as he spread his legs, he pulled his boxers down, freeing his hard erection guiding it to Taehyung’s entrance.

He slowly began pushing inside Taehyung, inch by tantalizing inch, while biting his lip.

Jeongukk groaned at the tightness "How are you still so tight?"

Once he was fully enveloped deep inside Taehyung, he began thrusting inside Taehyung keeping a slow and steady pace.

Jeongukk leaned down, whispering in Taehyung's ear, "Does this feel good, Bambi?"

Taehyung let out a moan, "Yes."

Jeongukk picked up his pace thrusting faster inside Taehyung while placing his hands on Taehyung’s waist.

He leaned down, capturing Taehyung's lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Taehyung tilted his head, deepening the kiss while wrapping his arms around Jeongukk's neck.

Taehyung let out loud moans as Jeongukk repeatedly abused his prostate over and over again.

"I-I'm close." He moaned

Jeongukk smirked as he began thrusting faster inside Taehyung "Cum for daddy, Bambi."

He could feel Taehyung's walls clenching around his length as he came. He began thrusting faster, chasing his own release.

He gave a few sloppy thrusts, pushing deep inside Taehyung, filling him completely.

He slowly pulled out of Taehyung, lying down beside him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Jeongukk pecked his forehead, whispering, "I love you, Bambi."

Taehyung nuzzled his face into Jeongukk's chest, mumbling, "I love you too, Dad."

Jeongukk chuckled as he said, "I prefer daddy."

As they lay there enveloped in a silence that felt heavy with unspoken thoughts, Jeongukk began to formulate a new plan.

The realization dawned on him that to execute this daring scheme, he would need to travel to a different country—somewhere far from the prying eyes of those who recognized Taehyung as his son.

The path ahead was fraught with challenges, but Jeongukk felt an unwavering resolve surge within him.

He was determined to claim Taehyung fully, to transform their complex relationship into an unbreakable bond through marriage.

Yet, to bring this ambitious dream to fruition, he would require one final favor from his other son, Jungkook—the key that could unlock the door to their future together.