A few weeks had passed since Jeongukk had taken a bullet to his side, and Taehyung had stepped into the role of caregiver with unwavering dedication.

Each day was a mixture of concern and tenderness, as Taehyung meticulously cleaned and bandaged the wound, despite Jeongukk's stubborn protests that he was perfectly fine.

Now, the two of them were comfortably nestled in bed, the dim light of the evening creating a warm, intimate atmosphere.

Jeongukk was positioned above Taehyung, his lips trailing soft, wet kisses down Taehyung's jawline and along his neck, igniting a fire that had been dormant for far too long.

“Dad,” Taehyung mumbled, a slight chuckle escaping his lips as he tried to push Jeongukk away playfully.

“Yes, my sweet wifey?” Jeongukk replied, his voice low and sultry as he continued to pepper Taehyung’s neck with gentle kisses, savoring the moment.

Taehyung's brow furrowed with concern. “Your wound still isn’t healed properly,” he reminded, placing his hands against Jeongukk's firm chest to create a barrier between their bodies.

Jeongukk let out a frustrated sigh, rolling his eyes slightly. “I’ll be fine, Bambi. It’s been weeks since we’ve been able to enjoy each other like this. I’m so fucking horny,” he admitted, his voice dripping with longing.

“We should wait until you’re completely healed,” Taehyung insisted, feeling a mix of worry and desire churning within him.

Jeongukk's playful tone shifted as he looked deep into Taehyung’s eyes, his playful facade fading.

“Are you tired of me, Bambi?” His gaze transformed from mischief to vulnerability as he adopted puppy dog eyes, searching for reassurance. “You haven’t let me touch you in weeks.”

“It’s not that, hubby,” Taehyung replied, a hint of warmth spreading through him at the pet name. “I just don’t want to make your injury any worse than it is.”

Jeongukk’s eyes widened in surprise. “W-what did you just call me?” His shock was palpable, momentarily halting his affectionate onslaught.

“Hubby,” Taehyung repeated, blinking innocently, a playful smile forming on his lips.

Overwhelmed by that title, Jeongukk buried his face in the crook of Taehyung’s neck, a groan escaping as he felt his dick twitching in his boxers.

The intimacy of the moment surged between them, amplifying the unspoken tension.

“Come on, Bambi, just one time,” he murmured against Taehyung’s skin, desperation lacing his words.

Taehyung hesitated, but the connection between them was electric, and he felt his resolve weakening.

“Fine. Just once,” he conceded, knowing full well that their moment together would be worth the risk.

Jeongukk sat on his knees between Taehyung's legs as he pulled his boxers down, freeing his erection.

He positioned his length at Taehyung's entrance and slowly began pushing inside him, inch by tantalizing inch.

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

Jeongukk placed his legs under Taehyung's as he leaned down, placing his hands beside Taehyung's head.

He leaned down as he began sucking on Taehyung's neck, creating dark, possessive hickeys.

Taehyung let out a moan as he began picking up his pace.

He started creating hickeys on Taehyung's jawline and chest, ensuring not to put pressure on his baby bump.

He began picking up his pace, thrusting faster as he captured Taehyung's lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jeongukk's neck, tilting his head slightly to deepen the kiss.

Taehyung let out a moan as Jeongukk hit Taehyung's prostate while Jeongukk slid his tongue inside Taehyung's mouth, tasting him.

Taehyung moaned as he placed his hands on Jeongukk's sturdy chest. "Slow down; you'll hurt your wound more."

Jeongukk leaned down, placing his lips against Taehyung's. "I'll be fine, Bambi."

He captured Taehyung's lips in a deep, passionate kiss as he began thrusting faster.

Taehyung could feel his orgasm building up as Jeongukk repeatedly abused his prostate.

Taehyung moaned into the kiss, "I-I'm close."

"Cum for me, Bambi," Jeongukk grunted.

He felt Taehyung's walls clenching around his length as he came.

Jeongukk picked up his pace, thrusting faster, chasing his own release.

After a few powerful thrusts, he pushed deep inside Taehyung, filling him completely as he rode out his orgasm with unsteady and sloppy thrusts.

Jeongukk gazed down at Taehyung, his heart racing as he felt the warmth enveloping him.

Slowly, with deliberate care, he began thrusting inside him again, every inch igniting a fire between them.

Taehyung looked at Jeongguk, a mixture of surprise and amusement dancing in his eyes.

"You agreed to just once," he reminded him, his voice teasing but filled with unspoken affection.

Jeongguk smirked, a playful glint in his gaze. "I lied," he replied, closing the distance between them.

He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Taehyung's lips.

////

Two months had passed, and Taehyung was now four months pregnant.

With time, Jeongukk’s wound had healed significantly, leaving behind only a faint scar.

Despite the stares of judgment from some employees—who could hardly hide their disgust at the sight of a 16-year-old Taehyung, visibly pregnant—Jeongukk continued to bring Taehyung to work with him.

His protective nature often led him to comfort Taehyung in the office, reassuring him to ignore the whispers, while at the same time, he was quick to fire anyone who dared to show blatant disrespect.

The only person aware of the true nature of their relationship was Jeongukk’s other son, Jungkook.

He kept this information close to his chest, knowing that revealing their marriage would only invite more scrutiny and trouble for Taehyung, whom everyone already recognized as his biological son.

Currently, Jeongukk found himself in a sleek conference room, seated among several other CEOs who were eager to discuss a potential collaboration between their companies.

Taehyung, feeling safe and comforted, was curled up on Jeongukk’s lap, his head nestled in the crook of Jeongukk’s neck, peacefully asleep.

Jeongukk had wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s waist, his thumb gently caressing Taehyung’s back as he attentively listened to the discussions at hand.

As the secretary of one of the CEOs wrapped up her presentation, another man in the room turned his focus to Jeongukk.

“What do you think?” the man asked, his tone casual but probing.

Jeongukk replied, “I believe that a collaboration could benefit us both. But what exactly do you propose?”

The man’s gaze shifted to Taehyung, still peacefully dozing. “How about your son?” he suggested, the casualness of his words stark against the tense atmosphere they created.

Instantly, the mood in the room shifted; the air turned thick with unease.

Many of the CEOs had already witnessed Jeongukk's fierce protectiveness over Taehyung.

“Excuse me?” Jeongukk’s voice was cold, his brows furrowed in disbelief.

The man remained unfazed, suggesting, “I think it would be a great deal if you were to marry your son off to me—”

Jeongukk interjected with a growl, “Absolutely not. If that’s what this collaboration hinges upon, then I’m not interested.”

“Are you really going to throw away this perfectly good opportunity just because you refuse to marry your son off?” the man challenged, his arrogance irking everyone present.

“Yes,” Jeongukk replied sharply, his teeth clenched in irritation.

“Ridiculous,” the man scoffed, rolling his eyes dismissively.

“That’s enough. This meeting is over,” Jeongukk stated, his tone brooking no argument.

With that, he stood, cradling Taehyung in his arms as he stormed out of the conference room, the murmurs of astonishment following him.

Once back in his office, Jeongukk settled into his chair, carefully adjusting Taehyung so that he was comfortably draped across his lap.

“Dad,” Taehyung mumbled sleepily, blinking away the remnants of slumber.

“Yes, my wifey?” Jeongukk answered tenderly, his fingers sliding gently over Taehyung’s waist.

“Why did you leave the meeting so suddenly?” Taehyung inquired, lifting his head slightly, curiosity evident in his tired eyes.

“No reason, Bambi,” Jeongukk replied softly, placing a gentle peck on Taehyung’s cheek. “Just get some more rest, okay?”

“Mhm,” Taehyung murmured, nestled his face back in the crook of Jeongukk’s neck, surrendering once again to sleep, feeling safe and cherished in his father’s embrace.

////

As two months passed, Taehyung entered the sixth month of his pregnancy, and the changes were undeniable.

Jeongukk had transformed into an even more protective figure, his concern for Taehyung deepening as the pregnancy progressed.

He accompanied Taehyung everywhere, always at his side—whether it was a simple trip to the store or a stroll in the park, Jeongukk refused to let him out of his sight.

His possessiveness showed in the way he gently placed his hand on Taehyung’s back or interlaced their fingers, a silent declaration that he wouldn’t let anything or anyone come between them.

Their bond intensified not just emotionally, but physically as well; Taehyung found his sex drive surging once again, an unexpected yet welcomed change.

Jeongukk, unable to resist Taehyung’s alluring charm, found them indulging in their intimacy almost every morning and night.

Right now, Jeongukk and Taehyung were in Jeongukk’s office. Taehyung was sitting on Jeongukk's office chair while Jeongukk was between his legs, thrusting inside him.

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

Taehyung let out a moan whispering "Yes."

As they became lost in their moment of pleasure, completely drowning out the faint click of Jeongukk's office door opening.

Suddenly, a woman stepped in, her wide eyes reflecting a mix of shock and disbelief.

“Mr. Jeon—oh my god,” she gasped, the surprise evident in her voice as she took in the unexpected scene before her.

The atmosphere shifted instantly, charged with an unspoken tension as all eyes turned towards her.