“Hyung, I Do”
Introduction
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Bound by an accidental vow that turns into a secret marriage — watch how our main leads learn to live, lie, and maybe love, all under one reckless promise.
Kim Taehyung (V)
Age: 21
Major: Fine Arts (Photography & Painting)
Known For: Bright clothes, silver rings, Polaroids of stray cats, chaotic grin that gets him out of any trouble.
Personality: Flirtatious, reckless, secretly soft. He teases Jungkook every chance he gets — it’s easier than admitting how much he cares.
Secret: Sleeps with his phone under his pillow, screen full of blurry Jungkook photos he pretends are “just art.”
Jeon Jungkook (JK)
Age: 20
Major: Computer Science (Game Design)
Known For: Hidden tattoos, black hoodies, bruised knuckles from “accidental fights,” headphone wires always tangled in his pocket.
Personality: Quiet menace. Looks innocent but can ruin you with a smirk. Always one step ahead of Taehyung’s chaos — except that night they woke up married.
Secret: Keeps a folder on his laptop named Hyung — filled with stolen candids of Taehyung laughing when he thinks no one’s looking.
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1
Small, messy motel room. Sunlight leaking through half-broken windows. The air smells like alcohol, cigarettes.
Taehyung wakes up to a headache so bad it feels like someone is pounding a drum inside his skull. His cheek is stuck to something… crumpled paper?
He peels it off, eyes blurry, heart already uneasy.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*groggy, squinting* What the hell...
The letters swim at first, but then they snap into focus. Big, bold, impossible-to-ignore.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
... Marriage... Certificate?
His head tilts. The paper is stamped with a crooked seal, edges damp from god-knows-what. His stomach sinks.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Oh, no. No, no, no…*runs a hand down his face* F**k.
And then he feels it — cold metal against his thumb. He freezes, slowly lifts his hand.
A cheap silver ring, twisted crooked on his knuckle. It stares back at him like proof of a crime.
Next to him, the blanket-covered lump shifts. A bare shoulder slips into view — tattoos peeking from under the skin, messy black hair sticking in all directions.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Hesitates, then nudges with his foot* Hey. Wake up.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*grunts lowly, no movement*
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Jeon Jungkook. Up. Now.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*No movement*
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Kicks harder, toe digging into his thigh*Seriously. Wake the f**k up.
Jungkook stirs, his lashes fluttering open just enough to reveal one dark, lazy, and annoyingly pretty eye.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*raspy, half-asleep* ...What?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Waves the paper in front of his face* Explain.
Jungkook groans, rubbing his face with the back of his hand. He doesn’t even bother sitting up yet.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Hyung... shut up.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*mock laugh* Shut up? We’re apparently married, and you want me to shut up?
He’s aiming for sarcastic, but his fingers are trembling around the paper. Jungkook finally pushes himself upright, hair a wreck
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
... You said yes.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Snorts, still in disbelief* I was drunk.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*shrugs faintly* So was I.
For a second, neither speaks. Just two idiots staring at each other, wearing yesterday’s clothes and a mistake on their hands.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Tosses the paper onto the bed between them* So… what now, husband?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Flat, unreadable* Nothing. We forget it. We get rid of it.
Taehyung hums under his breath, like he agrees, but his eyes don’t leave Jungkook’s face.
Sure. They’ll forget.
Right.
Outside a loud, neon-lit club at 3AM. The street smells like spilled beer and bad decisions. Music still throbs from inside.
Taehyung’s arm is slung over Jungkook’s shoulders, the two of them weaving down the sidewalk like drunks in a bad rom-com.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Slurring* Y’know what we should do?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Snorting* If you say karaoke, I’m leaving you here.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
No, no… better. We should get married.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Pausing, eyes wide* …What?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Grinning, pointing at a dingy little sign down the street* Vegas-style. Right there. Open 24 hours. No lines. No questions.
Jungkook stares at the flashing “MARRIAGE LICENSES – CHEAP” sign like it’s a dare.
He’s drunk enough not to overthink.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Smirking* Fine. But you’re buying the rings.
Ten minutes later, they’re in a tacky little room that smells faintly of cigarettes and air freshener.
A bored officiant stands in front of them, flipping through a clipboard.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Kim Taehyung.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Jeon Jungkook.
Taehyung digs in his pocket and triumphantly pulls out two plastic silver bands from a vending machine outside.
Jungkook almost laughs — almost — but something in the way Taehyung is looking at him stops him
Officiant
Do you take each other in sickness and health, yada—
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Cutting in, grinning* I do.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Low, but steady* …I do.
It’s over in minutes. The paper is stamped, the rings slipped on.
Taehyung’s chaotic grin softens just a little when he looks down at Jungkook’s hand.
Jungkook doesn’t look away.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Whispering as they step outside* Guess we’re stuck with each other now, husband.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Half-smile* … Guess so.
In the motel room, Taehyung lies back down, eyes fixed on the cracked ceiling. The ring feels too warm against his skin.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Quiet, watching him* You regret it already?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Closing his eyes* Ask me after my headache’s gone.
Outside, the sun keeps climbing. Inside, two idiots pretend they can forget.
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Let's see what they will do now
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Will they get rid of this marriage or....
2
The sunlight creeps in through the half-broken blinds, slicing across the messy bed. Taehyung sits with his knees pulled up, messy hair falling into his eyes, glaring at the wrinkled piece of paper in his hands.
It’s still there.
Still real.
Still stamped with that stupid crooked seal.
From the other side of the bed, Jungkook is slouched against the headboard, blanket pooled around his waist. His hair’s a disaster, his voice rough when he finally speaks.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Stop looking at it like that.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Like what? Like my accidental husband won’t even make me breakfast?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
You want breakfast? Go make it yourself, hyung.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Smirk* Oh, hyung, huh? Funny… last night you weren’t calling me that.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Ears turn pink* Shut up.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*Chuckles, tossing the paper onto the bed* Relax. It’s not like I’m telling anyone.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
You’re absolutely telling someone. Probably Jimin. First chance you get.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
I am wounded by your lack of faith in me.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
You once told Yoongi about my crush in front of half the department.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
That was different. And boring.
Jungkook groans, dragging himself out of bed. He yanks on his jeans without looking at Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
You know… pretending this didn’t happen is hard when you’re still wearing the ring.
Jungkook freezes. Slowly looks at his hand. The cheap silver band gleams under the sunlight. He slips it off and shoves it into his pocket.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
No fun at all.
The two step out of the room wearing sunglasses, walking like they’ve just committed a crime.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Why are you walking like that?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Like what?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Like you've got something to hide.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
...Because I do.
Before taehyung can respond—
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
Oi, lovebirds!
They both freeze. Yoongi is leaning in the doorway of his room, holding a cup of instant coffee. Jimin peeks from behind him, all smiles.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
We are not lovebirds.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Morning, hyung. Slept well?
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
Better than you. You look like you fought a raccoon.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Maybe I did.
Park Jimin 🐥
*tilts his head, studying them* Why do you both look… guilty?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
We’re going to get breakfast. *grabs Taehyung’s wrist and drags him toward the stairs*
At the dinner table. Yoongi and Jimin slide into one side. Taehyung and Jungkook take the other. The smell of bacon fills the air.
Park Jimin 🐥
So… what happened after we left the club last night?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Nothing.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Mm. Nothing. Just… talked.
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
*Raises an eyebrow* Right. And I’m the Queen of England.
The waitress comes and takes their orders. The tension lingers like steam from the coffee cups.
Park Jimin 🐥
Seriously. You two disappeared. Together.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Maybe we wanted privacy.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*kicks him (taehyung) under the table.*
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
It's none of your business
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
*Smirks, sipping his coffee* We’ll find out eventually.
Taehyung only smiles, but under the table, his fingers brush Jungkook’s—just for a moment.
The four walk together to the campus, the morning air cool against their faces.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
*quietly, to Jungkook* You know, we might actually pull this off.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Pull what off?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Keeping it secret.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Not if you keep smiling like that whenever you look at me.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Can’t help it, husband.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Stop calling me that.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Why? Afraid you'll get used to it?
Ahead, Jimin and Yoongi argue about something stupid. Behind them, Taehyung smirks, but his voice drops.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Come on. Act normal.
Jungkook doesn’t answer.
Because both of them know—
Nothing about this will ever be normal.
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
Age: 23
Major: Music Production & Composition
Known For: Oversized hoodies, late-night studio lights, black coffee, and lyrics scribbled on napkins.
Personality: Calm, blunt, and impossible to read. Keeps his circle small but is fiercely loyal to those in it.
Secret: Keeps an old mixtape hidden in his drawer — one he wrote during a time he doesn’t talk about, filled with songs for someone who never heard them.
Park Jimin 🐥
Age: 21
Major: Contemporary Dance & Performing Arts
Known For: Soft sweaters, infectious laughter, silver hoop earrings, and the way his dancing feels like poetry in motion.
Personality: Warm, caring, and a little mischievous. He can charm anyone, but his true thoughts are often locked behind his smile.
Secret: Keeps a worn-out Polaroid in his wallet — a moment he swears was “nothing,” but he still looks at it whenever he feels lonely.
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