As a few more months passed, Taehyung found himself at the final stage of his pregnancy, now nine months along, with his due date looming just around the corner.

It was a quiet morning, and he lay in bed beside Jeongukk, their bodies nestled together in a comforting embrace.

Taehyung cherished these peaceful moments, feeling the rhythmic rise and fall of Jeongukk's chest beneath his head.

Jeongukk was still fast asleep, his soft, warm breath creating a tranquil atmosphere, his arm draped protectively over Taehyung’s waist, providing a sense of security.

However, while the serenity surrounded them, Taehyung couldn’t shake the discomfort he had been feeling.

Sharp pains shot through his abdomen intermittently, each one more intense than the last.

He knew he should wake Jeongukk, but he hesitated, not wanting to disturb his partner’s peaceful slumber.

Instead, Taehyung closed his eyes, trying to focus on the warmth of Jeongukk’s body against his own.

Suddenly, a warm liquid began to trickle down his thigh, pulling Taehyung from his moment of tranquility.

Panic surged through him as he let out a quiet hiss, realizing that this was a sign that the time was drawing near.

He glanced at Jeongukk, still blissfully unaware, and knew he had to act quickly.

Taehyung's breathing quickened as he trembled, wincing in pain.

"D-dad," he gasped, his voice barely above a whisper, shaking Jeongukk’s arm frantically.

Jeongukk's heart raced at the urgency in Taehyung's tone.

"Yes, Bambi?" he asked, trying to steady his voice even as panic began to bubble beneath the surface.

"I t-think my water broke," Taehyung managed, fear evident in his wide eyes as he gripped the fabric of the pillow tightly.

In an instant, Jeongukk shot up, muttering a string of expletives under his breath.

He grabbed his phone, his hands shaking as he dialed Jungkook’s number.

The urgency coursing through him felt as potent as the adrenaline surging through his veins.

Jungkook picked up on the first ring, concern lacing his tone. "Is everything alright, Dad?"

"Get the doctor here, Taehyung’s water broke!" Jeongukk's voice was taut with worry.

"Okay, shit. Hold on," Jungkook responded before hanging up in a rush.

Jeongukk carefully laid Taehyung back against several soft pillows, trying to provide as much comfort as possible.

"I know it hurts, Bambi," he murmured, running his fingers gently across Taehyung's forehead and brushing his hair back. "Stay with me. We’ll get through this."

Minutes felt like hours as they waited, the tension thick in the air.

Then, Jungkook burst into the room, breathless and wide-eyed, with the doctor hot on his heels.

The doctor moved swiftly, setting up the necessary equipment with practiced efficiency, issuing instructions with a calm authority that contrasted the chaos of the moment.

Jeongukk lay Taehyung flat on his back, his eyes darting anxiously between Taehyung’s face and the doctor. "Just breathe, Bambi. I’m right here."

The doctor crouched down, looking between Taehyung's legs, his expression focused. "The baby's crowning," he announced, his tone steady.

Jungkook couldn't help but peek over, but the sight before him was enough to make him gag at the blood and the unmistakable crown of the baby's head.

Jeongukk shot a fierce glare at Jungkook, frustration etched on his face.

"Sit down on the other side of Taehyung!" he commanded, motioning for him to move.

Hours passed filled with Taehyung's shouts of pain mixed with bursts of laughter from Jungkook, who tried to lighten the moment amidst the tension.

"You can do it, Bambi!" he cheered, only to be met with Taehyung's exasperated cries for him to stop laughing.

Finally, the air filled with the unmistakable sound of a newborn's cries, piercing through the tension like music.

"It's a girl," the doctor announced, gently placing the newly swaddled baby in Taehyung's arms.

Joy flooded Jeongukk's heart as he caressed Taehyung's cheek, his eyes glistening with love and pride.

"She's beautiful," Jeongukk said, his voice soft and filled with wonder as he leaned in closer.

"Yes, she is," Taehyung replied, a radiant smile breaking through the exhaustion on his face.

As soon as the doctor left the room, Jungkook turned to Jeongukk, a stern expression replacing the earlier euphoria. "No more of this shit, got it?"

Jeongukk chuckled, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. I only want Taehyung."

He leaned in, placing a gentle peck on Taehyung's cheek, their little family finally complete.

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As the years passed, Jeongukk and Taehyung maintained their bond, much like in the past.

Jungkook flourished in the mafia world, taking over both the family business and the criminal empire that had been established by his father.

Lately, however, he had taken on the additional role of caregiver for their daughter, Aera, who was now a lively three-year-old.

Much of their time was spent together in the intimacy of their bedroom, where Jeongukk and Taehyung could enjoy each other’s company away from the pressures of their lives.

Taehyung was well aware of the changes happening with his brother and little Aera, but he held his tongue, curious to see how long it would take Jeongukk to uncover the truth that lay beneath the surface.

On this particular day, they were all gathered in the living room, celebrating Aera's 17th birthday.

The atmosphere was warm and cheerful; laughter and playful banter filled the air.

Taehyung sat comfortably in Jeongukk's lap, a playful smile imprinted on his face.

While Aera, with bright, curious eyes, was perched on Jungkook’s lap, fiddling with the intricately designed ring on his finger.

Just then, Taehyung stretched languidly, the movement eliciting a playful, curious look from Jeongukk.

“Where are you going?” Jeongukk asked, his tone mixed with concern and affection.

“Just to grab something to drink,” Taehyung replied, beaming as he slid off Jeongukk's lap.

“Okay,” Jeongukk responded, watching as Taehyung made his way to the kitchen, his heart warmed by Taehyung's energy.

In the kitchen, Taehyung poured water into four glasses, each one glistening under the light.

With a sense of mischief, he returned to the living room, distributing the waters with a sly smirk, especially as he handed Aera her glass.

He could see the fleeting moment of joy in her eyes.

Settling back onto Jeongukk's lap, Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jeongukk's neck, their closeness radiating comfort and familiarity.

Leaning in, Taehyung whispered enticingly into Jeongukk’s ear, “We should go to the bedroom.”

Without missing a beat, Jeongukk nodded, his heart racing as he stood up, effortlessly lifting Taehyung in his arms.

“We're heading to bed,” Jeongukk announced playfully, glancing at Jungkook and Aera.

“Okay,” Jungkook replied, his attention momentarily diverted to the television screen, still holding the celebratory atmosphere in the air.

As Jeongukk climbed the stairs with Taehyung cradled against him, the quiet intimacy of their shared space beckoned.

Once inside the bedroom, he gently closed the door, locking it behind them, sealing the outside world away for a private moment just for the two of them.

Jeongukk lay Taehyung down on the bed as he removed his pants along with his own.

He hovered over Taehyung, spreading his legs, positioning his length at Taehyung's entrance, as he slowly began pushing inside him.

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

Taehyung let out a soft moan as Jeongukk brushed against his prostate.

He picked up his pace, thrusting faster inside Taehyung while leaning down, capturing Taehyung's lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

He trailed wet kisses down Taehyung's jawline and neck creating dark hickeys.

Jeongukk mumbled "I love you" against Taehyung's neck

Taehyung let out a soft moan as he replied with "I love you too."

He picked up his pace, thrusting faster and deeper inside Taehyung, abusing his prostate as his eyes rolled in the back of his head.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was shattered by Jungkook's loud voice echoing from downstairs.

"What the actual fuck, Taehyung!?" he shouted, his frustration unmistakable.

Jeongukk, curious and a bit concerned, quickened his pace as he began thrusting faster inside Taehyung.

"Why is he yelling your name?" he asked, glancing down at Taehyung, who wore a mischievous smirk.

Taehyung moaned, and replied nonchalantly, "Because I gave him a little push," his grin widening, clearly enjoying the chaos he had instigated.

Jeongukk raised an eyebrow, bewildered. "What do you mean by 'a little push'?"

With a laugh that danced through the air, Taehyung recalled a memory. "The same kind of push he gave you when I was 15." He said smirking.

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