Two weeks later, Taehyung was glad to say that Jackson and Chris had told absolutely no one about his diary and his pretty little secrets, not a single person suspected anything.

For now.

Right now, he was on a date.

With Jungkook.

Not a regular one, the two of them were actually sitting by the now empty bleachers and eating strawberries while the afternoon sun was shining majestically, making all the clouds cower away and move behind to give it all the spotlight it needed.

Currently, they were immersed into a very deep kiss, the strawberries long forgotten for a moment.

"Mm... Kook-- We're supposed to be... eating strawberries," Taehyung panted out in between, breaking the kiss and removing his hands from Jungkook's hair.

"I don't caaaare, I want to kiss you," the ravenette whined, sulking. To that, Taehyung 'aww'ed and booped his nose, his heart jolting at the other's cuteness.

"You just did for the past ten minutes, we need to finish these strawberries before the sun sets or your mom will be upset. We can kiss later." The blonde winked and grabbed a delicious strawberry from the bucket, wiggling it around in front of the younger's eyes.

"Feed me." Jungkook closed his eyes, opened his mouth and leaned back, making Taehyung giggle and push the fruit between his teeth as he grabbed his jaw and cooed at him. "You're such a big baby, Koo," he teased with a smirk.

As he reached into the bowl again to now pick a strawberry for himself, he suddenly felt Jungkook grab his waist and lift him up, setting him onto his lap and not letting go of his waist, smiling cheekily at his flustered reaction. "Who's the baby now, huh? Continue, please."

Taehyung reached out for the bowl to set it on his own lap. "I'm not giving you any more, get them yourself!," he whined, turning away and biting the strawberry that was still placed in his hand.

And suddenly, Jungkook started tickling him, making him tense up and wiggle around in his lap. He closed his eyes shut while giggling non-stop.

Trying to get the younger's hands off him, he thrashed around wildly with his hands flying everywhere, when he accidentally hit the bowl and it threatened to fall out of his lap, he gasped.

"Jungkookie," Taehyung whimpered, clearly out of breath. "The strawberries," he whispered, grinning widely and making the ravenette groan out of annoyance.

The blonde repositioned himself and laid down, his head on Jungkook's lap and huge puppy eyes gracing his appearance. "I'm tired. Now you feed me." Feeling his heart flutter at the adorable boy in his lap, the aforementioned clutched his chest dramatically and picked a strawberry, pushing it into the older's mouth. "How could I ever say no to your adorable puppy eyes, baby?," he spoke quietly, leaning closer to Taehyung's face.

"You're so beautiful," he muttered, running his thumb over the older male's features. His eyelids, his nose, his cheekbones, his jawline, his chin.

And finally, his lips.

"I'm eating, Jungkook! Stop making me blush or I'll choke!," Taehyung whined protestingly, Jungkook giggling at that. Picking the last strawberry out of the bowl, he waved it in front of the blonde's face teasingly.

"One last strawberry and I have you all to myself," he murmured into the older's ear, softly nibbling at his earlobe.

Feeling his shoulders twitch at the movement, Taehyung snapped his head up and caught the strawberry with his teeth, shuffling around in Jungkook's lap so he could reach a sitting position again.

The ravenette sucked in a sharp breath and put his hands on Taehyung's hips to stop the squirming. "St-Stop that."

Taehyung looked back, an innocently questioning look on his face.

"What?" Jungkook just smiled awkwardly, his hands still on the blonde's hips, and sat the boy next to him instead of on his lap.

"Uh, nothing. Just-- I want to ask you something, beautiful." Taehyung blushed at the nickname and nodded with a huge smile on his face, gesturing him to go ahead.

"We've been pretty much acting like a couple in love for the last two weeks. And maybe, you're ready to take the next step? I promise we will continue to take everything as slow as you want, I just wanna be able to... call you mine and me yours. So, uh..." He pulled the older a big closer to him, now taking both of his hands into his own.

"Please be my boyfriend, Kim Taehyung," he spoke shyly, leading the other's hands towards his lips and pressing a very long kiss on them.

Taehyung, his heart literally combusting, did not know how to respond.

"I-- Y-Yes, Yes. I'll be your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook!," he cried, throwing his arms around Jungkook's neck and moving his lips against the other's lips passionately.

And Jungkook, not being able to believe his luck, responded with a massive smile on his face, his hands steadied on the other's waist and his head tilted slightly so he had better access to the older's soft, addicting lips.

After a long while of locking lips, giggling, staring into each other's eyes longingly and just savoring the feeling of pure ecstasy once again, the two of them broke the kiss and loosened their tight hold on each other, now staring at the fading afternoon sun, a grey cloud making it's way in front of the bright, gleaming ball of light and creating shade all over the place and making the temperature go down a few degrees.

"Kook, let's go back. It's getting cold and I don't have a jacket. Also, your mom will be worried about us!" Taehyung jumped up and held the empty bowl of strawberries in his pretty hands, gesturing the younger to do the same.

"You sure do care a lot about what my mom thinks, huh?" Jungkook grinned, jumping up aswell. As Taehyung spoke his next words, his cheeks reddened slightly.

"Well-- it's always good to impress your future mother-in-law, okay?," he spoke shyly, making the other smile so hard his nose scrunched slightly. He then picked Taehyung up and twirled him around, making him shriek in surprise and almost drop the bowl.

But then, he laughed.

"Wh-What was that for?," he asked, extremely flustered. Jungkook shrugged.

"Dunno, I just love you for saying that. Please, let me carry you home?" Now, Taehyung was the one to smile, his tummy filled with butterflies.

"Sure, my strong, handsome prince." He giggled as he felt Jungkook lift him up bridal style like he weighed nothing, steadying himself by holding onto his shoulder and carrying the bowl in his other hand.

"Anything for my beautiful little prince." The ravenette kissed his forehead gently, making his heartrate, like always, go crazy. He squealed in delight.

Ever since they had finally confessed their love for each other, Jungkook had been acting super, super clingy. And Taehyung, being the hopeless romantic he was, definetely couldn't get enough. They just fit each other perfectly, like two matching puzzle pieces.

He just hoped all would go well.

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"You can't do that to him!"

Mrs. Kim, Taehyung's mother, stood in the middle of the living room, her arms crossed and an expression of disbelief and stress on her beautiful face.

"Of course I can. As soon as that bitch graduates high school, he's leaving for America," Mr. Kim, Taehyung's father, spoke strictly, his voice becoming harsher towards the end.

"I thought you would come to terms with his sexual orientation by now, and now you're threatening to send him into another continent?!," she hissed, literally fuming.

"I can't live with such a humiliation in my household, be glad I didn't kick him out yet. Every time he steps into my sight, my fingers are just itching to hurt him again. He needs to be far away, and never come back." The middle-aged man turned another page of his news paper, unfazed.

His wife gasped, close to tears.

"How dare you? This is our son you're talking about right now!," she cried out in desperation.

"No son of mine will ever be such an embarrassment. The spawn of evil, truly. Tell that little bitch he can leave right after his graduation day. Or do you prefer me teaching him a lesson for the horrible... thing he has become before he leaves?" Mr. Kim's voice was still cold but you could clearly hear the poison quite literally piercing through it.

"You are a cruel and horrible person! I wish I would have never married you! My son, my flesh and blood, everything I have is suffering, because of you! Can you even get any more heartless?!" She was now full-on screaming as she pointed at her horrible husband, tears running down her cheeks.

"You better watch your tone with me, woman. Or I'll send you away along with him." Mr. Kim slammed the newspaper down onto the table, glaring at his now sobbing wife and leaving without a single word.

"Oh Taehyung, baby, I'm so sorry...," she whispered to herself, clutching her chest.

"How am I supposed to protect you from that evil man?"

She did not know.