Obsessed Love - Taekook
~Chapter 1~
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The city of Seoul shimmered beneath the starless night, lights flickering like tiny breaths of fire across the skyline.
Inside Incheon International Airport’s VIP lounge, silence reigned—a different kind of silence, not born of stillness, but of power.
Somewhere in that silence sat Kim Taehyung.
He was dressed in black—pressed slacks, turtleneck, and a long wool coat
That somehow managed to look both expensive and dangerously unapproachable.
His rings glinted under the soft lighting, and a gold watch peeked from beneath his sleeve.
But it wasn’t the money that made people shift nervously around him.
It was the air. Like gravity itself bowed slightly in his presence.
Kim Taehyung was the heir to KNT Holdings, one of the top industrial empires in South Korea. Born with everything, yet never known to be satisfied.
On paper, he was a gentleman, a patron of the arts, and an alumnus of Oxford.
But those who crossed his path long enough knew: there was something off about him. Not chaotic, no. Worse. Controlled.
Controlled in a way that made people wonder what would happen if the mask ever slipped.
And tonight, on a quiet midnight flight to London, something in him had finally begun to stir.
Meanwhile, in the staff-only corridors of the airport, Jeon Jungkook adjusted the cuffs of his crisp uniform.
He checked the mirror one last time—hair styled neatly, lips a soft pink, eyes tired but focused.
Jungkook was one of the airline’s finest senior flight attendants.
Not just because of his looks—though he had the kind of face that made passengers blush and turn twice—but because of his grace under pressure,
His dedication, and the light that never seemed to dim in him no matter how hard the world tried.
He was single, content, and quietly thriving. He had dreams—modest ones.
A cozy apartment of his own, an art gallery visit on his next layover, a family someday... when it felt right. But for now, his life was exactly as he liked it—peaceful.
Jungkook believed in goodness. In kindness. In decency.
And that night, he boarded Flight K701 to London, unaware that something rotten had already taken its seat in the shadows.
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~Chapter 2~
As the aircraft doors closed and cabin lights dimmed to a soft amber, the story truly began.
And like every film noir ever written, the villain did not enter with fanfare. He entered with silence. And eyes that saw far too much.
Taehyung took Seat 1A without looking at anyone. Not even the steward who welcomed him with a bow.
He sat like he owned the plane. Like he could own the plane, if he wanted to.
A flight attendant. A man.
A vision in navy and silver.
Taehyung’s lips curved into a smile that no one saw—but it was the kind of smile that started wars and ruined families.
Kim Taehyung
I’m not going to London for business anymore
Kim Taehyung
I’m going for him.
The hum of the aircraft was low and steady, like a heartbeat in the chest of the sky.
Warm yellow lights glowed overhead, casting a gentle hue across the business class cabin of the midnight Seoul-to-London flight.
Outside the windows, the world was an infinite stretch of ink. Inside, there was silence—peaceful, measured, and elegant.
Jeon Jungkook moved down the aisle like a breeze in human form.
There was grace in the way he walked, posture tall, movements fluid, with the quiet confidence of someone who knew how to handle both turbulence and temper tantrums.
His uniform was tailored, fitted perfectly over his lithe frame. A name tag rested on his chest: J. Jeon, Senior Flight Attendant.
He smiled when spoken to. He bowed slightly when handing a napkin.
He thanked passengers with a soft nod and moved on without lingering. He was trained not to.
But from Seat 1A, a pair of eyes lingered on him.
Kim Taehyung sat reclined, legs crossed, a crystal glass of untouched champagne resting in his hand.
He hadn’t looked away since boarding. His gaze trailed Jungkook like a shadow that clung stubbornly to light.
He didn’t blink. Didn’t flinch. He just watched—as if the entire world had slowed down for this one performance.
The moment Jungkook reached his row, Taehyung straightened slightly.
A small smirk ghosted on his lips, as though he’d been waiting for this precise second.
Jungkook turned toward him, unaware of the storm wrapped in Gucci seated before him.
Jeon Jungkook
Would you prefer wine or whiskey, sir?
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~Chapter 3~
Jeon Jungkook
Would you prefer wine or whiskey, sir?
Jungkook asked gently, voice smooth as silk, laced with practiced warmth.
His eyes, however, didn’t quite meet Taehyung’s. Politeness, not connection.
He said, his voice low, velvet-like, touched with something unreadable.
Kim Taehyung
I’d prefer something... sweeter.
There was a pause—just a breath—but enough for something to flicker behind Jungkook’s composed eyes.
A flicker he extinguished immediately.
Jeon Jungkook
I can offer you orange juice, apple juice, or a mocktail,
Jeon Jungkook
If you’d prefer something non-alcoholic.
Taehyung chuckled, soft and dangerous.
Kim Taehyung
That’s not what I meant.
His gaze dropped, deliberately, to Jungkook’s lips.
Jungkook stood a little straighter.
Jeon Jungkook
I'll get you apple juice
He said, already turning away, not waiting for a response.
Taehyung’s smirk deepened as he watched him go.
When Jungkook returned a minute later, the glass in hand, his eyes met Taehyung’s for the briefest moment—and that was a mistake.
That tiny, involuntary flicker of discomfort.
Like a deer catching scent of something in the wind. He saw it, and it thrilled him.
Jungkook placed the glass on the tray.
Jeon Jungkook
If there’s anything else you need, please press the call button
Kim Taehyung
I’ll need your name first
Kim Taehyung
It’s unfair. You know mine.
He nodded toward his boarding pass resting on the tray—Kim Taehyung, CEO of KNT Holdings, VIP member.
Jungkook’s jaw flexed. But he didn’t smile this time.
Jeon Jungkook
Jeon Jungkook
Jeon Jungkook
Now if you’ll excuse me—
Kim Taehyung
I never forget names
Taehyung murmured, as Jungkook stepped away.
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