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Jealous ex-boyfriend

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Summary: You’re at a party with your best friend, Jimin. Once there, you see your ex-boyfriend, Taehyung. That was the last thing you wanted to happen.

A/N: This was a bit delayed due to school and other personal reasons. But here it finally is! I hope you enjoy it :)

You're at a party with your best friend, Jimin. The two of you had become closer ever since you and Taehyung broke up 4 months ago. He was there for you when you couldn't take care of yourself anymore.

Jimin and you were sitting on the couch, next to each other with 3 other friends of his. You didn't know them that well, but they seemed nice.

And unfortunately your ex-boyfriend, Taehyung, was invited too. It didn't bother you that much, but the idea of him being there wasn't very pleasing.

After some time, a little nudge against your arm interrupted your thoughts. You shaked your head and turned your head to look at Jimin.

"You spaced out again, y/n. Are you thinking about that asshole again?" He asked, looking genuinely concerned at you. You hated seeing him like this.

"Kinda. It just frustrates me a bit that Taehyung is here as well." You replied, rubbing the side of your arm nervously. You heard him sigh softly, putting an arm around you. ''Just ignore him and think about me and all the other fun things you'll be doing tonight.'' Jimin smiled, patting your shoulder gently.

A lot of hours and drinks later, you noticed how your ex-boyfriend, Taehyung, was looking at you. He was practically swallowing you up with his eyes. They went from your eyes and beautiful smile, all the way down to your legs. You felt your cheeks heat up at the eye contact. 

Looking down, you could feel Jimin lean down, looking at your bright red face. ''You really had way too many drinks. I think it's for the better if we go home now. It is pretty late after all as well.'' He mumbled, pulling you on your arm. 

Before you could even get up, your phone buzzed, feeling it vibrate against hand. You turned your phone on to be greeted by a message from Taehyung. As you pulled your arm away from the boy next to you, you read the messages he had sent you.

You turn your phone off and get up, stuffing the mobile device in your pocket. You link arms with Jimin as he drags you to the exit of the building. 

You stumble a bit from side to side, leaning all of your weight on your friend, but before you could leave, a firm hand could be felt on your shoulder, being pulled backwards towards the person. You turn around to be faced by your ex-boyfriend, which you had kind of expected. 

‘‘Can I just please talk to you for one second? I need to get this off of my chest.’‘ He states, his eyes getting a bit teary as he finished his explanation. You told Jimin that he could wait outside for you in the car as you went somewhere private with Taehyung. You really couldn’t figure out what to expect, but he did seem honest in his words. 

The two of you entered the room, Taehyung sitting down on the small couch placed in the corner of the room, the lights dimmed, and a scent of drugs and alcohol reeking around. 

“So, I know you must be mad at me, but please listen to me for now.’‘ He started, hands placed on his lap nervously as he looks down at them. You did look at him, a bit concerned about whatever was coming. You had never seen him like this ever since you broke up.

"I know it didn't sound very convincing when I said I was sorry, but I really am. I miss you every single day. I think about you all the time, wherever I go. I just can't imagine a life without you, y/n. So, will you take me back?" He asked, looking at you from the corner of his eyes. All you could do is sit there with your mouth wide open, flabbergasted by his sudden request.

"Then why did you cheat on me?"

Silence.

He sighed.

"She forced me into it. I honestly didn't want it. In return she would give me money."

"That's the worst excuse I’ve heard, Taehyung. I’ve had enough of your bullshit!"

"My mother is sick, okay! She needs treatment, but she doesn't have the money for it. My dad isn't with us, they divorced. So I had to take this chance. My mom wouldn't be alive today if I didn't take her offer. The girl would give me money if I did whatever she asked of me." He explained, placing his hands on mine, tears sliding down his cheeks with every word he muttered out.

‘‘I-I didn’t know that... I’m sorry.’‘ You wipe the tears from his cheek, then pulling him into a hug. You didn’t know if this was the right thing to do, but you knew Taehyung wasn’t lying about his situation. You knew his mother had been sick before. It wasn’t that much of a surprise anymore, but you didn’t know she was in such a bad shape. 

A few minutes had passed and it seemed like the other had calmed down a bit by now. You talked to him a bit more about it. 

That was until he took your hands in his own, looking you straight in the eyes. ‘’Y/n, I still love you. I want you to know that. I do want to know what you want right now. If you want to keep things like they were or maybe get back together?’’ He asked. You noticed the way he looked so hopefull at you. You just couldn’t get yourself to turn him down again. ‘’I’m not sure, but now I know the truth, I might just take you back.’’ You said, before asking him for one favour, ‘’I want you to promise me you’ll never do this again. Promise you will always stay by my side and put all your effort in this relationship, because I really do want this to work out.’’ 

He nodded vigorously, the brightest smile you’ve ever seen appearing on his face. You were happy, smiling just like he did. Taehyung’s expression then softened as he leaned in, you doing the same. You could feel your stomach tingle at the touch of his lips against yours. Your hand went to his cheek as his hand slid down to your waist. 

You end the kiss with Taehyung. A soft smile plastered on his lips. He then suddenly goes in for a hug again, holding you tight against his chest. Your cheeks heat up, them now being bright red. Hearing his heartbeat made you give into him, cuddling up against Taehyung. 

‘‘I’m glad you’re back in my arms again...’‘ 

‘‘So am I.’‘ 

You smile.

You would’ve never thought the two of you would end up together again. 

And as for Jimin, he was too confused to understand it all. You explained everything that happened back in that room. From him explaining everything to the two of you hugging and kissing each other again. All he could do was listen with his eyes widened and his mouth wide open. He couldn’t believe it either, but you knew it was better this way. 

You were happy being with the love of your life again. 

Destined Through Centuries ⇌ KTH & JJK three

★ synopsis :: They say, life isn't a fairytale and it's the truth. When fate brings the four souls close to their soulmates, they only want to be happy till the end. But is it in their fate to be happy till the end? Will it be a happy ending for them?

★ pairings :: jungkook x idhika (fem!reader) & taehyung x anvi (fem!reader)

★ genre :: historical au, modern au, s2l, f2l, non-idol au, fluff and angst.

★ rating :: 18+

★ warning :: kissing, Jungkook being rude to a servant again.

★ notes :: enjoying writing this so far. hope all of you like it too. feedback is always appreciated. <3

1825, Chandralaya Kingdom

Anvi sighs in distress as Idhika keeps whining to her to see the painting she just completed a few days ago. They walk into Anvi’s art chamber, Idhika looking around when her eyes fall on the easel placed on the corner of the room, a thin veil covering the canvas. Idhika finally lets go of Anvi’s hand, her voice filled with excitement as she asks, “Is that the painting?”

Anvi hums, walking over to it. She carefully removes the veil, neatly folding it and keeping it away. Idhika gasps, her eyes widening as she takes in the details of the portrait. “Oh my god, this is magnificent. This doesn't even look like a painting. You two look so real.”

Anvi smiles proudly but it falters as soon as the younger princess says, “I didn't know your painting skills were this good. I mean I knew you were a great painter but– ow!” she yelps as Anvi smacks her shoulder, glaring at her sharply. Idhika rubs her shoulder, lower lip jutting out in a pout, “Alright, I'm sorry. This was expected.”

Anvi crosses her arms over her chest, side-eyeing, “Better.” Idhika huffs, her attention back onto the painting. She's in awe as she takes in all the details of the painting, whether it's the perfect facial features or the clothing, everything's just perfect and smooth. Anvi surely is a great painter.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🍂

Anvi smiles, looking at herself in the mirror before her as the maids get her ready. It's finally King Min-gyeol’s birthday banquet and they'll be leaving for Korea soon. Anvi turns to look at the door when Idhika enters, wearing a pale blue gown with puffed sleeves. The fabric of the gown is decorated with delicate lace and floral patterns. A sheer, white shawl delicately wrapped around her wrists, her long, silky hair left open, jewelleries decorating her ears and neck. Anvi smiles fondly when she sees how beautiful her sister is looking, “You look breathtaking, Idhi.”

Idhika chuckles, moving to stand beside Anvi's seated figure, her eyes raking over Anvi's figure. Anvi is wearing a cream colored gown which is elegant and classy. The low neckline of the dress is decorated with lace ruffles and the sleeves go just below the elbows and are also decorated with lace. A tiny bow is placed on the waist and the bottom of the gown is decorated with layers and ruffles. Just like Idhika, Anvi's long, wavy hair is left open, her ears and neck adorned with jewelleries.

Idhika pats Anvi's shoulder, leaning down slightly to whisper in her ear, “You look just as beautiful, didi. Taehyung probably wouldn't be able to take his eyes off you today.” Anvi's eyes widen and she glares at her, motioning with her eyes that the maids are around them, even though they're completely unaware about the sisters' conversation, just doing their work. Idhika chuckles, mouthing to her, “They won't notice.”

Anvi sighs, regretting not being more careful with her relationship because Idhika is only talking about it all the time.

1825, Syndril Kingdom

The carriage stops in front of the huge gates of the magnificent palace standing tall and proud. Anvi looks out of the carriage window, so does Idhika but Anvi's heart is beating faster than Idhika. There's an unexplainable excitement in Anvi and she's trying hard not to smile.

They step out of the carriage, looking at the palace before them. It's beautifully decorated with various decorative items. The two princesses follow their parents as they walk across the large garden. A lot of guests are roaming around in the garden and talking to each other while royals from other kingdoms are entering along with them in the palace.

All of the royals are guided to the banquet hall. The interior is simply majestic. Large paintings and gold details are decorating the walls while beautiful chandeliers are hanging down the tall ceiling, shining brightly. The floor is made of the finest marbles, soft and shiny, rich, soft carpets placed on it. Except for that, every corner is decorated with fancy items and flowers.

Anvi looks around, excitement bubbling inside her as she thinks about finally seeing Taehyung after so long. They sit on luxurious, soft sofas, their parents chatting with the other royals.

Anvi sighs, her hands clasped together and resting on her lap as she looks around everywhere. Idhika notices her elder sister's impatience and chuckles, about to make a remark when she notices the man her sister is desperately looking for. She nudges Anvi's shoulder, a little too excited, maybe more than her sister even.

Anvi turns to face her, an annoyed expression on her face as she asks, “What?” Idhika looks in a specific direction, muttering to Anvi, “There's your prince charming.” Anvi turns her head rapidly towards the direction Idhika was looking at, and indeed Taehyung's standing there all in his glory, talking to a royal.

Anvi's heart leaps into her chest and she tries not to squeal there. She mutters, still staring at him, “Why is he not looking at me?” idhika shakes her head, a teasing smile on her lips, “You're too impatient.” Anvi smirks suddenly, teasing her back, “You wouldn't understand, because you have no one to get excited over, right?”

Idhika looks at Anvi blankly, lightly hitting her on shoulder, “Don't be like that. I'm still young.” Anvi rolls her eyes, “You're not that young, idhi.”

Idhika whines a little and mutters, “Stop it, di. Just focus on your prince charming now. We'll think about me later.” Anvi laughs, turning her attention back to Taehyung. Just then, Taehyung’s eyes scan the whole hall, suddenly locking with Anvi's. His blank eyes suddenly shine, adoration swimming in those deep ocean eyes when they land on the love of his life.

He halts in the middle of the conversation, his eyes glued to Anvi. A small, loving smile tugs at the corner of his lips and he nods at Anvi. He composes himself, turning his attention back to the man beside him before resuming the conversation. Even though he's conversing with the man beside him, he's unable to focus on it. All he can think of is now Anvi, his mind is only on her. At this point his heart is beating so fast that he's afraid it'll come out.

Throughout the whole dinner, they exchange glances and smiles secretly as they eat their meals. After the dinner is over, all the nobles move to the ballroom.

As Anvi and Idhika walk behind their parents, following them to the ballroom, Anvi feels a gentle tug on her wrist. She looks in the direction with a frown, her eyes widening slightly when she sees it's Taehyung. With a smile, Taehyung takes her away from there. Idhika raises her eyebrow at the scene she just witnessed, nodding her head at herself playfully as she follows her parents.

Anvi gasps as Taehyung takes her to his chamber, closing the door behind them. She whispers, “What are you doing? What if someone sees–” Taehyung cuts herself off, pressing his slender finger on her lips, pressing her against the wall.

“Shh, you talk too much, princess. This is the first time you see me after almost a year and this is the first thing you say to me? This is not right.” Taehyung whispers, his voice deep. Anvi breathes out, her cheeks heating up slightly at how close they're.

She swats his hand away gently, looking up at him, muttering softly, “Stop being so dramatic. Also Idhika knows about us now. She barged into my chamber when I was about to read your letter.”

Taehyung raises an eyebrow in amusement, letting out a chuckle to which Anvi narrows her eyes at him, “What's so funny, Your majesty?”

Taehyung shakes his head, a small smile still on his face, “Nothing, just imagining her reaction, sweetheart.” Anvi sighs, shaking her head, “She was so surprised. She's still talking about it and teasing me all the time.”

Taehyung laughs, a deep and melodious sound which melts Anvi as she stares up at him. Her hand slowly moves up to rest on his chest, feeling his heartbeat as she murmurs, “You seem to be in a really good mood. Did anything happen?”

Taehyung looks down at her, his finger tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as he says softly, “Yeah, I'm in a good mood because you came. I missed you so much.”

Anvi smiles, her fingers gently running up to caress his jaw, eyes locked with his, “I missed you so much too. I was so excited to see you.”

Taehyung chuckles, playing with a strand of her hair with his fingers, “Me too, couldn't wait to see you. You look so gorgeous tonight by the way.”

Anvi smirks, pulling him a bit closer, whispering softly, “You don't look too bad yourself, Your majesty.” Taehyung smirks too, his free hand wrapping around her waist to pull her closer, if that's even possible. He looks down at her, his thumb running over her cheek, “Expected a better compliment than that, but alright, that will work too.”

Anvi scoffs, her hands resting on his chest, “As if your compliment was so good.” Taehyung chuckles at her remark, musing softly, “You're the most beautiful woman in my eyes and you know that, sweetheart, don't you? The most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on.”

Anvi rolls her eyes but she can't help but smile, “Alright, don't need to compliment me anymore.” Taehyung laughs again, tilting her chin up slightly as he leans in.

Anvi's breath hitches as he leans in, brushing his lips with her. Her eyes fall shut, fingers tightening on his royal coat when he presses his lips to her. The kiss is slow and deep, filled with love and longing as he pours his everything into the kiss.

Anvi kisses him back just as deeply, moving her lips against his slowly, her heart beating so loudly that she's afraid he can hear. He gently cups her cheek, pressing her more against the wall, tilting her head back, kissing her passionately.

Finally after what feels like an eternity, they break the kiss, softly panting against each other's mouths. He presses his forehead against her, muttering, his voice warm, “I love you so much, Anvi.”

Anvi's heart flutters in her chest, her eyes locking with his. She leans in, pressing a soft peck on his lips before whispering, “I love you so much too, Taehyung.”

As they're back to the ballroom, they can't take eyes off each other, secretly smiling at each other.

Anvi sits with her family as a few couples dance, watching them while bearing her sister's constant teasing and remarks on how her lips look a bit swollen and whatsoever. She sighs, massaging her temple and side-eyeing Idhika, “Mother and father will hear you. Keep it low.”

Idhika giggles, focusing on the dance instead. Anvi sits absentmindedly, playing with the fabric of her gown when she sees a hand extending towards and a familiar voice respectfully calling out to her, she looks up, gaping at Taehyung before her.

He smiles, his hand still extended, the other behind him as he slightly bends down and says, “May I have this dance, princess Anvi?”

Anvi looks at him in bewilderment before accepting his hand, getting up, letting him pull her to the dance floor.

His hands are on her, one on her waist and the other intertwined with her, guiding her to dance as she rests her free hand on his shoulder, moving along to the music’s beats.

Both of them have a ghost of a smile on their lips as they dance before Anvi says teasingly, “You finally got the courage to ask me for a dance in front of my parents, hm?”

Taehyung chuckles slightly, their bodies moving, “Yeah, surprisingly, I did.” Anvi chuckles as well, “Took you pretty long.”

Taehyung smiles sheepishly, “I'm a bit scared of them, you know?” Anvi rolls her eyes, “Sure, you're.” Taehyung smiles again at her eye roll, “I'm serious.”

Meanwhile, Idhika sits with her parents, watching her sister have fun, smiling softly. She notices her parents smiling too as they see their daughter dance with Taehyung, nodding at each other.

Idhika looks at the servant when he comes forward to offer drinks, she smiles at him and takes a glass of lemonade, thanking him. Her parents do the same, before the servant walks away, offering drinks to all the guests, some accept while some refuse. Suddenly, the beautiful moment is broken by glasses shattering, followed by a loud, masculine yell which startles everyone. Everyone halts on their movement, all the heads turning to the source of the sound.

Jungkook, the elder prince yells at the servant, his eyes dark with anger, “What are you doing!? Can't you see someone’s coming!? All of you're useless!” The servant just hangs his head low, not daring to speak a word even though he's not at fault. Unfortunately, Jungkook’s the one who bumped into him, not the other way around.

King Min-gyeol stands from his chair, sharply glaring at his elder son, his voice firm and stoic as he says, “Jungkook, behave. So many nobles are here, you're disrespecting us.”

Jungkook pays no attention, fuming at the servant as he still stands with his head hung low, “What!? Why are you still standing huh? Go and clean the–” Idhika cuts him off, her voice sharp as she says, “Why are you behaving with him that way? Mistakes happen, and humans do that. He's a human, so are you. What about the time when you make a mistake? No one behaves with you like that, do they? Just because you're a prince, doesn't mean you can behave with someone like that.”

Idhika's parents look at each other and her mother tries to stop her, whispering, “Idhika, don't talk here like that. They'll handle it. Be quiet.”

Idhika doesn't respond, her gaze pinned to Jungkook. She wouldn't let anyone be disrespected, after all her mother taught her to not disrespect anyone or let that happen regardless of their status when she was young. Jungkook’s gaze snaps to her, his eyes narrowing at her statement. He walks to her, stopping right before her as he says lowly, “What did you say? Who are you huh? Who are you to–”

This time Taehyung steps in, gripping Jungkook’s shoulder lightly. He looks at Jungkook, his gaze unwavering as Jungkook glares at him, though there's a hint of warning in his gaze as he says to Jungkook, “This is enough, Jungkook. You're creating a scene here and disrespecting all of us. This is not what we were taught when we were young. We weren't taught to disrespect anyone. Nothenless, let's end it here. The mess will be cleaned, you don't have to worry about that.”

Jungkook throws a glare at Taehyung, shrugging his hand away from his shoulder before walking out of the ballroom.

Destined Through Centuries ⇌ KTH & JJK two

★ synopsis :: They say, life isn't a fairytale and it's the truth. When fate brings the four souls close to their soulmates, they only want to be happy till the end. But is it in their fate to be happy till the end? Will it be a happy ending for them?

★ pairings :: jungkook x idhika (fem!reader) & taehyung x anvi (fem!reader)

★ genre :: historical au, modern au, s2l, f2l, non-idol au, fluff and angst.

★ rating :: 18+

★ warnings :: none

★ note :: took me some time to finish writing this as I was busy with my studies, but I hope you'd like this. thank you for reading ! feedback is always appreciated. <3

1825, Chandralaya Kingdom

The sunlight falls on her face, making her face glow. Her eyes flutter slightly as she stirs awake. Anvi sits up on the bed, squinting her eyes to adjust to the sunlight filtering through the curtains and entering her chamber. She yawns quietly, getting up from the bed before walking to the huge window in her chamber. She pulls open the curtains, taking in the view of her kingdom from the window. She stretches her limbs, humming to herself, seemingly in a pleasant mood.

A gentle knock on the door of her chamber catches her attention. The maids enter the chamber after getting permission from the young princess to get her dressed up for the day.

Anvi and Idhika walk to the throne room, when Idhika speaks up, “An envoy from the Syndril Kingdom has come to invite us for the king's birthday.”

Anvi raises her eyebrow, feeling her heart leap into her chest as she asks, trying to mask her excitement, “Really? Is he still here?”

Idhika hums, completely oblivious to her sister's excitement, “Yeah, I believe so.” Anvi glances at Idhika before speaking, “Idhi, what do you think about the king Min-gyeol?”

Idhika frowns hearing that and looks at Anvi, tilting her head as she asks, “What do you mean? Nothing, I guess?”

Anvi sighs, flashing a polite smile to one of the maids as they pass by her, “I mean, don't you think he acts weirdly? He takes too much pride in himself as well.”

Idhika blinks, “Weirdly? No, I don't think so. And he's a well known king after all, nothing new to take pride in him. Isn't it?”

Anvi shakes her head, side-eyeing her sister, “You're just too nonchalant about everything around you. And just because he's a king, he's too proud of himself? That's what I don't like. He also never really smiles, if you haven't really noticed. You know, I also heard the queen is his second wife.”

Idhika’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise upon hearing it, she turns her head to look at Anvi, “Really?” Idhika nods to herself and says, “King Min-gyeol is always so stoic and stiff, isn't he?”

Anvi hums, fiddling with the sleeve of her blouse, “Yeah, he's. He's not very friendly. I've noticed the queen appears very nervous when she's beside him.”

Idhika nods, her eyes raking over the various pictures of their ancestors on the walls of the hallway as they walk to the throne room, “Yeah, I've noticed that too. I think it's because of the way the king carries himself. Everyone seems to be very cautious around him. But how do you know that the queen is his second wife?”

Anvi gulps, nervously saying, hoping Idhika wouldn't catch her nervousness, “I just heard it… you know?”

Idhika nods in acknowledgement, not noticing Anvi's nervousness as they reach the throne room, stepping inside.

The royal councils bowed to the young princesses as soon as they entered and took their seats on their respective thrones right beside their father, their mother seated on her throne at the left side of the king.

Anvi’s eyes land on the envoy and she's momentarily startled when she notices his eyes indicating something. And she knows what it's. It's not the first time Taehyung has sent a letter to her after all. Anvi nods at the envoy secretly, silently letting him know to meet her at the back of their royal garden.

Anvi looks around, tip-toeing to the back of their royal garden quietly, her fingers pulling up her lehenga’s bottom slightly so as to not trip over anything. She sighs in relief when she sees the envoy is standing at a corner, waiting for her.

She walks to the envoy, still looking around to make sure there's no one around them. She nods and smiles as the envoy bows to her and hands the letter to her with utmost respect when she approaches him. She holds the letter, running her thumb over the envelope lovingly before looking at the man, “Thank you so much. You should go now, if anyone sees you, there will be trouble.”

The envoy nods, a small smile on his lips as he bows down to her respectfully, “Yes, I'll take my leave now.”

Anvi nods, watching the man leave before looking down at the letter in her hand. She hides the letter by adjusting her dupatta.

1825, Syndril Kingdom

Jungkook steps down off of his horse, gently rubbing his head when his horse leans closer to get some love. He lets his horse roam around the forest as he walks to the riverside. He lets out a deep sigh, kicking a pebble into the water, watching it drown in the water. He slowly sits down by the riverside, adjusting his royal coat. He closes his eyes, resting his elbows on his knees. His eyes flutter open and he takes in the surroundings, feeling better than before.

Soon enough, his peaceful moment is broken when he hears the heavy footsteps of another horse, as it stops right behind him. Jungkook looks behind and his expression quickly changes when he sees Taehyung as he jumps from his own horse, smiling softly as it nuzzles to him. Taehyung lets the horse stay there after petting it before making his way to Jungkook. Jungkook grunts, annoyed at the fact that his peaceful moment was disturbed by his dear brother. He looks away, facing another way when Taehyung sits beside him.

Jungkook scoffs, still not looking at Taehyung as he asks, “What are you doing here? You can't just let me have some peaceful moments, will you?”

Taehyung ignores his words, plucking out a strand of grass as he instead asks, “I was going hunting. Thought I should ask you when I saw you sitting here. Wanna go with me?”

Jungkook doesn't reply, blankly staring at the river. Taehyung looks at Jungkook, a teasing smile on his lips as he asks, “What? Scared that I'll do–” he's cut off when Jungkook speaks, his voice low, “Why do you keep trying to get closer to me even though I push you away?”

Taehyung silently looks at him for some moments before uttering softly, “Because you're my brother? I know you don't like me and Yi-seul, but both of us love you. You're our older brother. We share the same blood, don't we? You can trust us, you know? We're not as bad as you think, so don't always push us away.”

Jungkook blinks, vulnerability flashing in his eyes as he heaves a deep breath, taking some time to answer, “I don't know. It's so hard to trust people around me.”

Taehyung nods, his eyes following a bird as it sits on a branch of a tree, “I know. Take as much time as you need. No one's rushing you. We'll still be here.”

Jungkook sighs again, running his hand through his hair, when Taehyung reaches out and squeezes his shoulder, his expression turning to teasing again as he asks, “So, let's go hunting?”

Jungkook looks at Taehyung, cracking a little smirk playfully, a sight so rare, “Yeah, let's go.”

1825, Chandralaya Kingdom

She unlocks the door of her chamber especially made for her to drown herself into artworks, stepping inside. She closes the door behind her forgetting to close it as her free hand holds the envelope to her chest, excited to read it.

Anvi strides towards her desk and quickly lights up the candles, before settling down to read the letter. As she opens the envelope carefully, a wide smile dancing on her lips. She pulls out the letter, about to read it when the door of her chamber opens, revealing Idhika who steps inside, stopping midway at her sentence when she sees Anvi holding a letter, “Didi, aren't you–”

Anvi's heart drops and she quickly tries to hide the envelope, but alas, she's too late because Idhika has already hurried to her side, getting a hold of the letter already as she snatches it away.

“A letter? Who wrote it– what? Kim Taehyung?” Idhika's eyes widen when she sees the name as she goes through the letter. She gapes at the letter, not believing her eyes. She looks at Anvi in surprise and disbelief, her voice barely above a whisper, “Didi? A letter from Kim Taehyung? Am I seeing it correctly?”

Anvi bites her lip, shutting her eyes tightly, not being able to believe she got caught even after being so careful. Meanwhile, Idhika reads the letter, her eyes scanning over each letter Taehyung lovingly wrote to his beloved woman. Idhika gasps, shaking her head, “Oh my! I can't believe this. You two love each other? How come I never knew? Does anybody know?”

Anvi sighs in defeat, shaking her head as a no, mumbling, “No, you're the first one to know. Why did you have to come right at this moment?”

Idhika scoffs, pushing at her elder sister's shoulder, “Shut up. Firstly you kept this big thing hidden from me and now you're telling me this? Ah I still can't believe it. But anyways, I'm actually happy for you. How long has it been since you two started this?”

Anvi mumbles, snatching away the letter from Idhika making her giggle, “A few years. We saw each other for the first time when he came to our kingdom to visit it years ago for the first time as well. Since then… we have been talking, you know? He's the one who sends the letters most of the time.”

Idhika squeals, clapping her hands, “Oh my god! I'm so happy for you.” Anvi glares at her, “Stop squealing and clapping, someone will hear and thank you.” Idhika grins ear to ear, on cloud nine for her sister.

Destined Through Centuries ⇌ KTH & JJK one

★ synopsis :: They say, life isn't a fairytale and it's the truth. When fate brings the four souls close to their soulmates, they only want to be happy till the end. But is it in their fate to be happy till the end? Will it be a happy ending for them?

★ pairings :: jungkook x idhika (fem!reader) & taehyung x anvi (fem!reader)

★ genre :: historical au, modern au, s2l, f2l, non-idol au, fluff and angst.

★ rating :: 18+

★ warnings :: brief mentions of abuse

★ note :: hello ! this is my first time writing a fic, on a historical au on top of that, also english isn't my first language, so if there are any mistakes feel free to correct me. hopefully you won't have to wait too long for the chapters because I'll be working on it regularly. I really hope you all will love this story. <3

The painful cries of a woman and the snap of a leather material filled the otherwise quiet, dimly lit room. The woman, who helplessly layed on the floor with bruises all over her body, whimpered in pain, shaking her head weakly. A tall, masculine figure circled her body, the heavy footsteps echoing in the room suddenly. Shaky breaths left her bruised lips, her body trembling as she waited for another painful hit, fearfully. And suddenly, another hit landed on her, the sharp impact of the leather on her body causing her to scream. She quickly covered her mouth, tears sliding down her eyes, no, she can't let her son hear it. Hits after hits landed on her body thereafter, and she took all of it, trying to keep her voice low, unaware a small, petite body trembled and cried hearing all this behind the closed door.

1825, Syndril Kingdom

A small, serene smile decorates her plumpy lips as she waters the plants in their royal garden. She hums softly to a tune, her delicate fingers brushing against the beautiful flowers. She grins when a pretty butterfly comes and sits on one of the flowers, unaware of a pair of dark eyes watching her closely.

His hand rests on the railings of the balcony of the palace on either side of his body, his dark eyes throwing daggers at the female figure roaming around in the garden. He scoffs, crossing his arms above his chest. He looks away, annoyed at the sight of his sister freely roaming around in the garden. He watches as his sister freezes in her place upon seeing him. She blinks as he glares at her one last time and walks away from there.

Jungkook walks back into the palace grumpily, as usual when his eyes meet his brother, Taehyung's, who stops on his track seeing his elder brother. Jungkook rolls his eyes before walking to his chamber, leaving behind taehyung who sighs softly before going to his father's office.

“You called me, father?” The king looks up from the various papers spread on his desk to his son when he hears his voice. He offers his son a small smile and nods his head, leaning back on his chair, “Yes, come in.”

The king's eyes follow his son's every move as he settles on the chair before him. He leans forward, intertwining his fingers and resting his hands on the wooden table before uttering, “As you know, Taehyung, that my birthday is approaching, have you thought anything about the banquet we organize every year?”

Chandralaya kingdom

The young princess quietly nods her head as the guards bow to her before gently pushing open the door of her elder sister’s chamber. The door shuts behind her and she approaches her sister, catching her attention who's lost reading a book, as usual. The elder princess closes the book, quirking her eyebrow at her younger sister when she shakes her head. She places the book aside, getting up from the bed, “Why are you looking at me that way, Idhika?”

Idhika sighs, nodding at the book on the bed as she asks her sister, “How do you always have the energy to read books? Aren't they boring?”

Anvi, the elder princess looks at her younger princess as if she's grown horns on her head, “Boring? Have you ever tried reading books that you're saying they're boring? Anyways, why are you here?”

Idhika rolls her eyes, sitting down on the bed. She twirls a strand of hair around her finger, looking up at Anvi as she walks to the bookshelf she has in her room to place the book in its place. Idhika hums, “Nothing, just came here to see you. Didi, weren't you painting something for over a month? Is it done?”

Anvi turns to Idhika, shrugging nonchalantly, “It's not done yet. I'm still working on it.” Idhika hums again, nodding her head, “What are you painting by the way?” Anvi looks at her for some time when Idhika questions her, her cheeks flushing slightly before she shakes her head, “Nothing special. The regular ones I paint.”

Idhika looks at her suspiciously when her cheeks flush but doesn't question it. She gets up, walking to the heavy door of her sister's chamber, looking back at her to see her lost in her world. She sighs, “Didi, let's go out to the garden.” Anvi snaps out of her dream world, quickly looking at her younger sister. She nods, following her.

As they walk to the garden, Idhika notices how Anvi seems to be lost in thought and blushing sometimes. Idhika narrows her eyes, thinking to herself, ‘She doesn't blush like that. What's wrong with her?’

As they sit on the wooden bench she questions Anvi, “Why do you keep blushing nowadays? As far as I have seen you, you don't get shy easily. What's wrong with you nowadays?”

Anvi hesitates hearing that, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and flashing her sister a nervous smile, “Just because…”

Idhika narrows her eyes at Anvi and utters, “You're acting suspicious these days. But anyways, you remember that the birthday of King Min-gyeol is approaching? You know, I have already selected a gown I'd wear. What are you gonna wear?”

Anvi breathes a sigh of relief when she changes the topic before saying, “I haven't chosen anything yet. We still haven't gotten the invitation, so there's no hurry. You're way too excited for the birthday.”

Syndril Kingdom

Taehyung nods, his voice smooth and deep as he speaks, “Yes, father, I've thought about it. It's the same as every year. Like every year, The same Kings, Princes and Princesses from the same countries will be invited this year as well. I'll have the envoy send out the invitations from tomorrow.”

The king hums, satisfied and proud with his son's answer. He smiles at Taehyung, nodding, “Very well, son. This was expected from you. You're proving each day how much you deserve the throne of this kingdom. I'm so proud of you. Your coronation is approaching as well, right?”

Taehyung nods, his expression neutral, smoothly speaking to his father, “Yes, father. It's a few days after your birthday.”

Min-gyeol smiles, “You seem well prepared for it. It's very good to see you taking after me. You may go now, Taehyung.”

An unknown emotion passes through Taehyung's eyes at his father's words but it disappears as soon as it appears. He nods, his face void of any emotion before leaving his father's office. As Taehyung walks across the hallway, his attention is suddenly diverted towards Jungkook who's shouting at a maid. Taehyung sighs deeply, clearly tired of his brother's regular tantrums and what not. He walks to them, his voice cold as he asks Jungkook, “Jungkook, why are you shouting at Sae-rin?”

The said maid looks somewhat relieved after seeing the soon-to-be king of this kingdom, her hands shaking slightly, face showing how panicked she's. Jungkook looks at Taehyung, glaring at him, clearly not ready to give an answer. Taehyung waits, his patience wearing thin at his brother's childish behaviour. He speaks, his voice authoritative, “I asked you a question, Jungkook, why were you shouting at Sae-rin? Did you not hear me?”

Jungkook scoffs, finally answering through gritted teeth, “I asked her to bring me tea long ago and I still haven't gotten it. Why does it take so long for her to do a simple task like that?”

Taehyung looks at Sae-rin, her head hanging low in apology. He sighs, his voice cold as he speaks to Jungkook, “Unlike you, she has so much work to take care of. Just because you're a prince, doesn't mean you can order them around and treat them like that. Learn how to respect others first.”

Jungkook grits his teeth, sharply glaring at Taehyung, uttering angrily, “Just because you're going to get the throne doesn't mean you get to behave with me this way.”

Taehyung doesn't reply nor looks at him. He simply nods at Sae-rin, his expression neutral and arms crossed on his back, giving her the permission to leave. She quickly leaves after muttering an apology, leaving the two brothers behind.

Jungkook scoffs angrily, about to stomp his way to his chamber when Yi-seul, their sister and the princess of this kingdom walks into the hallway cheerfully, a wide smile stretched around her lips as she approaches them, a flower basket in her hand. Her long, black hair bounces, a flower carefully tucked in near her ear.

She grins, stopping right before Taehyung. She reaches into her basket, presenting a peony to him, softly saying, “Here, it's for you.” Taehyung smiles gently at the kind gesture of his sister, receiving it from her, petting her head, making her giggle. “Thank you, Yi-seul.” The girl nods, smiling widely before she turns to Jungkook, suddenly growing nervous. She hesitantly takes out another peony from the basket and forwards it to him, fully expecting he's not gonna take it.

Jungkook looks at the flower and then at her before practically snatching the flower from her, side-eyeing her and mumbling in annoyance, “What's the need of doing these childish things?”

Taehyung chuckles lightly, his voice slightly teasing as he says, “She's actually a child though.” Jungkook scoffs, mumbling to himself as he walks to his chamber, “Whatever.”

The moonlight seeps into the room, the delicate curtains swaying slightly because of the breeze. The chamber is quiet except for the soft rustling of the papers as the man sits just right beside the window, the lamp dimly lit over the table. His dainty fingers, adorned with various rings hold the pen, writing over the paper. Each stroke of his pen is filled with affection for the woman who owns his heart. There's a small, gentle smile on the corner of his lips as he writes a letter to his beloved woman after a long time, his eyes shining with intense love. He puts down the pen on the table, after giving a final stroke of the pen, leaning back on the chair. He lets out a soft sigh, his eyes looking out for the night sky from the window. He chuckles softly to himself, shaking his head when he finds himself being so much in love with that woman, he whispers, “God, the things you do to me, princess…”

It's early in the morning, the birds are chirping in the garden when Taehyung hands the envoy all the invitation letters, nodding at them, “Make sure to deliver them at the right places. And…” He trails off, looking down at another letter, still in his hand before forwarding it to the envoy, “Deliver this letter to Princess Anvi… make sure to do it secretly.”

The envoy nods politely, receiving all the letters from the prince, “Yes, your majesty.”

Taehyung nods, watching the envoy as he takes his leave. He walks to the garden, taking in the fresh air, the sun blazing brightly over him. He smiles, looking at the beautiful flowers, whispering to himself, “Can't wait to meet you on my father's birthday, Anvi.”

Chandralaya Kingdom

She hums, giving the final stroke of her paintbrush on the canvas. She puts the brush away, leaning back to admire the painting. She smiles widely, speaking to herself proudly, “Anvi, you did it finally. The painting is completed.”

Her eyes take in all the details of the painting she carefully painted, sighing softly as the painted man’s deep, ocean eyes stare back at Anvi. She pats her own shoulder, nodding her head and smiling proudly, “I did a good job. This Taehyung definitely looks like the real Taehyung.”

Anvi pouts then, “But I wish I could show this to you, though. I also have to keep this hidden. I can't let anyone see this.”

She stands up from the stool, starting to organize everything. She carefully washes the paintbrushes, palette and the other essential stuff. She places them in their respective places and cleans all the mess. After cleaning, she moves the easel to the corner of the room, facing it away from the door. She looks around the room after finishing her work, checking everything. She exists the chamber then, locking the heavy door from outside before walking away.

Destined Through Centuries ⇌ KTH & JJK m.list

★ synopsis :: They say, life isn't a fairytale and it's the truth. When fate brings the four souls close to their soulmates, they only want to be happy till the end. But is it in their fate to be happy till the end? Will it be a happy ending for them?

★ pairings :: jungkook x idhika (fem!reader) & taehyung x anvi (fem!reader)

★ genre :: historical au, modern au, s2l, f2l, non-idol au, fluff and angst.

★ rating :: mature. mdi.

★ warning :: slight mentions of abuse, mentions of blood, character death ( major and minor ), war, violence, mentions of infidelity, pregnancy, some indian culture things, jungkook is aggressive and rude, and taehyung's a softie, there's so much angst, so much crying, Jungkook is older than taehyung here (not in the whole story tho), every chapter has their own warnings.

★ status :: ongoing

★ important note :: the female characters' names are completely fictional.

★ a/n :: Hi, everyone ! thank you for choosing this story. this is my first time writing here and I'm really excited to write this story, hopefully y'all will enjoy it. I'm an indian, so there will be some Indian stuff. This story is actually a collaboration with my best friend. We planned this together. She'll be writing on a different platform, however. Also this beautiful banner is by @eerieedits . Thank you for the banner !

↝ CHAPTER INDEX

― Chapter 01

― Chapter 02

― Chapter 03

― Chapter 04

― Chapter 05

― Chapter 06

― Chapter 07

― Chapter 08

― Chapter 09

― Chapter 10

© 2025 daphhie. all rights reserved. Reposting or translating is not allowed, even if the proper credits are given.

Such a lovely serie! 😊  it’s been so entertaining following the adventures of our boy tae and y/n from college to parenthood. tae bestest husband and father, being so caring, loving and understanding; he made me so soft 🥺 Ugh the sequel killed me, poor boy tae.

Thank you so much for this fic, I’ve really enjoyed it☺️🥰

perfectly wrong | masterlist

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, mentions of unhealthy relationships, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, unrequited love kind of stuffs, tae is a fuckboy and says whatever the hell he wants to say sometimes, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

notes: title taken from shawn mendes’ perfectly wrong. this is cross-published on my wattpad account (nikkitynaakks) and there are currently more chapters published there than here, but there may be some slight editing to each chapter since i’m always down to revise/improve things!

intro

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

chapter fifteen (final)

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