Their Mumma / Kim Taehyung Ff - Chapter 10: Chapter 10

As the evening sun cast its warm glow, Taehyung and Jihoon, both dressed handsomely in suits, waited with a mix of excitement and impatience outside the room. The occasion was Taehyung's parents' 50th anniversary party, a significant milestone. Jihoon couldn't contain his eagerness, while Taehyung, having placed gifts and essentials in the car, returned to the scene. He gave himself a final once-over in the mirror to ensure everything was perfect.
The door swung open, drawing Taehyung's attention away from the mirror, as Jihoon's excited squeals filled the air.
"Oh my god, hot mama!" Jihoon's adorable squeal made Y/n blush, and Taehyung's gaze shifted to her.
There stood his wife, adorned in a dress that fell just above her knees. The flairy grey dress had no shoulders but featured elegant long sleeves. Her hair cascaded freely, complemented by beautiful earrings. A delicate touch of makeup accentuated her glowing face.
It was the first time Y/n had dressed up in such a manner, leaving Taehyung utterly speechless. Sera, following suit, wore a miniature version of the dress with sleeves, resembling a charming frock.
Her slender legs were adorned with shiny heels, causing Taehyung's heart to skip a beat. His eyes were entranced, unable to tear away from her stunning appearance. Slowly, he moved towards her, a warm smile lighting up his face, causing Y/n to blush even more. His fingers brushed through her hair, tucking the strands behind her ears.
"You look absolutely amazing," his whispered words sent a delightful shiver down her spine. Taehyung's lips lightly grazed her cheek, a gentle peck that held back the powerful desire to deepen the kiss into something more passionate.
Amidst the tender moment, Jihoon's voice erupted in a playful roar, directed at his father, "Dada!! Don't kiss my mumma." Taehyung arched an eyebrow, an amused grin dancing on his lips, while Y/n couldn't help but giggle at their son's protective declaration.
"Ah, hello there, young man," Taehyung responded with mock seriousness, "but she's also my wife, and I can absolutely do that." With his words, he couldn't resist giving Y/n's cheek another gentle kiss.
Jihoon's protest continued, determined, "No, dada, you can't!! She's my mumma!"
The potential rivalry over Y/n's affections seemed ready to escalate, but Y/n interjected with a light-hearted tone, "Alright, let's go, we're getting late." With that, Jihoon sprinted towards the car, leaving his parents laughing together, the affectionate atmosphere restored.
Upon arriving at the venue, Jihoon enthusiastically leaped into his grandparents' arms, showering them with joyful congratulations, blissfully unaware of the significance of the anniversary.
Sera, equally excited, joined in the familial embrace, sharing her youthful enthusiasm. With the children engrossed in their own world, Taehyung finally found a moment to seize.
Amid the festive commotion and greetings exchanged, Taehyung managed to quietly pull Y/n aside, leading her into a secluded hallway. In this intimate space, Y/n's heart raced with surprise as Taehyung gently pinned her between his broad physique and the cool wall.
In that hushed and private corner, he tenderly brushed his lips against hers, murmuring, "You look stunning today." His arms enveloped her waist with a gentle yet secure hold, eliciting shivers down Y/n's spine. Despite the warmth of his embrace, her voice quivered as she voiced her concern, "Tae, s...someone will s..see us."
A peck on her jaw accompanied his assurance, "I don't care. I'm with my wife, not someone else." Just as the intensity was about to escalate, the approaching sound of footsteps disrupted the moment, and Y/n swiftly slipped away from his grasp, her cheeks flushed and heart pounding.
Amidst the vibrant atmosphere of the celebration, Taehyung chuckled inwardly at Y/n's adorable shyness. He made his way back to the party, joining their guests once again.
Seated at their table, Taehyung, Y/n, Sera, and Jihoon shared a serene moment. Sera, cradled in Taehyung's lap, was drifting off to sleep after sipping her milk, while Y/n attentively fed Jihoon, ensuring he enjoyed the milder flavors.
However, the ambiance took a sour turn as their joyous expressions dimmed. The hurtful words from someone's conversation reached their ears, passing judgment on Y/n as she is Taehyung's second wife.
Jihoon and Sera's biological mother had departed from Taehyung's life due to her own choices, and it was Y/n who had stepped into their lives like a beacon of light. Y/n had become their emotional anchor and a source of comfort.
However, the rumors circulating among the guests seemed to suggest the opposite narrative, falsely implying that Y/n was the reason behind their family's fragmentation.
Taehyung's anger flared up, and he felt the urge to confront those people and silence their false assumptions. However, Y/n placed a reassuring hand on his arm and smiled at him, instantly calming his raging emotions and replacing them with a sense of reassurance.
The party concluded, and Taehyung carefully settled a slumbering Jihoon in the backseat of the car. Y/n took the front seat with a peacefully sleeping Sera on her lap. Taehyung positioned himself in the driver's seat and leaned over, fastening the seatbelt over both his wife and daughter. Their gazes locked for a moment, causing Y/n's cheeks to blush as their connection intensified.
The entire journey remained quiet, an electric tension palpable between the couple. After tending to the children and changing their clothes, the couple returned to their own room.
Emerging from the bathroom, Taehyung's gaze was captivated by his stunning wife in the process of removing her earrings.
Shedding his coat, he approached her and encircled his arms around her waist. Y/n couldn't help but react with a slight flinch as his lips pressed against the nape of her neck.
Y/n closed her eyes, a cascade of sensations flooding her as her husband's wet kisses adorned her neck. Each touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt her knees growing weak beneath her.
With her eyes closed, Y/n was surprised by the sensation of something cool touching her wrist. Slowly opening her eyes, she was met with the sight of a beautiful bracelet being delicately fastened by Taehyung.
Her gaze shifted from the bracelet to his eyes, and he spoke softly, "It's for my beautiful wife. I've been trying to give this to you for a while." She admired the bracelet, her fingers tracing its delicate design as she whispered, "It's so pretty."
Taehyung's arms encircled her in a warm embrace, holding close the angel who had graced his and his children's lives, filling them with happiness beyond measure.
Taehyung gently pulled away, his lips finding hers in a kiss that held both passion and the deep well of love he felt for her.
"Y/n, should I stop here?" he asked, his warm breath brushing against her skin as he peppered her neck with tender kisses, leaving a trail of love marks that made her shiver.
Y/n looked down, her cheeks flushed and her heart racing, shaking her head as a shy smile tugged at the corners of her lips, indicating that she didn't want him to stop.
"Are you sure? Do I make you uncomfortable?" he asked, genuine concern lacing his words. He was mindful of the age gap between them, his seven years of life experience more than hers.
He saw her innocence and purity as something to be cherished, and he didn't want to push her into anything she wasn't ready for.
She once again shook her head, indicating that she wasn't uncomfortable.
Taehyung tenderly enveloped his wife in his arms, her hand resting on his chest. As their lips met once more, the kiss deepened, carrying the weight of their emotions and the affection they held for each other.
Pulling apart , he carried y/n to the bed hovering over her making her shiver under him
Kneeling before her, he treated her like a queen, gently removing her heels. His lips brushed against her ankle, leaving her breathless and her heart racing.
Her feeling so tiny under him. He unzipped her dress pressing kisses on her collar bones.
The night unfolded, shedding their clothes as they embraced each other's passion. It marked the first time they intimately connected on such a level, a night filled with mutual delight and shared love.
As the morning sun cast its light, Taehyung's peaceful slumber was disrupted by Jihoon's knock on the door. He glanced down at his wife, still asleep on his chest.
With a soft smile, he carefully extricated himself from the bed, making sure to cover Y/n with the blanket.
He swiftly slipped his trousers on and collected their scattered clothes from the floor, tidying up before he opened the door for Jihoon.
"Good morning, Jihoon," Taehyung greeted with a smile as he lifted his son into his arms, returning the warm hug.
" Dada why are you naked? " jihoon asked.
However, Jihoon's innocent question about Taehyung's state of undress from the previous night caused a slight blush to color his cheeks.
Clearing his throat, Taehyung replied, "Uh, well, it was hot , so I took off my shirt. "
Before he could continue,
" Dada put me down , i wanna wake mumma up" .
Jihoon's next request caught Taehyung off guard. "Wait, no, Jihoon, I'll go wake her up," he said quickly, trying to hide his surprise, and carefully set Jihoon down before entering the room again.
He closed the bedroom door behind him, his steps light as he approached his still sleeping wife. Gently, he nudged her awake, his voice soft and warm, "Wake up, Mrs. Kim."
Y/n's eyes fluttered open, and seeing her husband so close caught her off guard, her cheeks instantly turning rosy.
Feeling a bit self-conscious, she buried her face in the blanket, her shyness taking over. Taehyung's laughter rang out, and he playfully teased, "Are you still shy about something?"
She peeked out from the blanket, her eyes meeting his, and with a soft smile.
Taehyung grinned, mischief dancing in his eyes, as he watched her reaction. "Well, I think you should get dressed. Jihoon wanted to wake you up."
Her eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of embarrassment and shyness coloring her cheeks. Quickly, she gathered the blanket around herself, feeling suddenly self-conscious under his gaze.
Y/n attempted to rise from the bed, but a twinge of pain shot through her lower back, causing her to wince and sink back onto the mattress. Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle at her plight, prompting her to pout and teasingly blame him, saying, "It's because of you."
He responded with a playful grin, scooping her up effortlessly into his arms and carrying her towards the bathroom.
"I never knew you were this bold " Taehyung continued to tease, a playful smile on his lips as he swapped out the bed sheets..
" you always acted so shy!".
As he worked, y/n, seated comfortably on the couch, seized the opportunity to grab a nearby pillow and playfully launched it at him. The pillow struck him right on the head, prompting him to dramatically clutch his head in mock pain.
He exaggeratedly staggered back, his expression a mix of amusement and feigned distress. "Oh no, the pillows are rebelling!" he exclaimed, his playful antics prompting y/n to burst into laughter.
As laughter filled the room, Jihoon happily entered and rushed into his mumma's waiting arms. Y/n showered his cheeks with kisses, while Taehyung lovingly carried Sera into the room.
Throughout the day, Taehyung took charge of the kitchen, cooking up delicious meals, while Y/n enjoyed cuddling with the kids in bed, letting her body recover from the events of the previous night. The day passed with laughter, togetherness, and shared moments.
Starting the following day, life resumed its usual hustle and bustle, filled with busy schedules. However,
Taehyung and Y/n continued to steal intimate moments after the kids had fallen asleep, cherishing their connection and the love that bound their family together.
To Taehyung, this was his ultimate paradise. He had a loving partner and two cherished kids who filled his life with immeasurable joy.