The Contractual Chaos (Taekook)
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Readers!!!!
This is my new book Or we can say second book.
Who all didn't read the previous book, please go and read that. I'm sure you'll like it.
It's not a continuation book!!!!
I hope you'll like this story.
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Private Chat: Assistant Chen > President Jeon
Assistant Chen
📲President, the "Strategic Personal Rebranding" project (Project Hymen) is officially active.
Assistant Chen
📲Your grandfather has successfully transferred the controlling shares of the Northern Wharf to your name, but the lock-up period remains until the marriage certificate is validated by the family estate lawyers.
Assistant Chen
📲He also sent a message: "Tell jungkook that if I see him on the news looking like a lonely tombstone one more time, I’m donating his classic car collection to the local taxi union."
Jeon Jungkook
📲My grandfather has too much free time.
Jeon Jungkook
📲Did the actor sign the non-disclosure agreements? I want it made clear that any leak regarding the "contractual" nature of this union will result in the immediate termination of his studio’s credit line.
Assistant Chen
📲Mr. Kim Taehyung has signed everything.
Assistant Chen
📲However, his manager mentioned he was "deeply offended" by the clause regarding his dietary habits.
Assistant Chen
📲Specifically, Clause 9: "The Spouse shall not consume odorous street food (stinky tofu, spicy snails) within a 5-meter radius of the President’s person."
Jeon Jungkook
📲His offense is noted and ignored.
Jeon Jungkook
📲I’ll meet him at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 14:00 sharp. Tell him if he’s late, the dowry decreases by a million for every minute.
The heat was shimmering off the pavement. Jeon Jungkook sat in the back of his armored Maybach, his eyes fixed on a glowing tablet displaying the day’s market fluctuations. To him, this wedding was just another acquisition—a necessary maneuver to stabilize the Jeon Group's image and appease the patriarch of the family.
Outside the car, a black SUV pulled up. A young man hopped out, draped in an oversized denim jacket, a bucket hat pulled low, and sunglasses that covered half his face.
Kim Taehyung looked less like a "Nation’s Sweetheart" and more like a fugitive. He scanned the area before tapping on Jeon Jungkook’s tinted window.
Kim Taehyung
(Through the glass) "Hey! Robot! Open up! It’s boiling out here, and my foundation is starting to oxidize!"
The window slid down an inch. Cold, conditioned air hissed out.
Jeon Jungkook
"You’re five minutes early. I don't reward early arrivals; I reward precision. Wait by the door."
Kim Taehyung
"Wow. No 'Hello, darling'? No 'You look lovely in denim'? My fans would pay a thousand yuan just to see me sneeze, and I’m standing here for free."
Jeon Jungkook
"Your fans are paying for a fantasy. I am paying for a service. Know the difference."
Inside the civil affairs bureau
The Bureau was crowded with couples holding flowers and glowing with genuine hope. Then there was Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung. They sat in the waiting area, separated by a distinct, frosty gap of two empty chairs.
Auntie Zang
(Whispering loudly) "Is that the boy from the 'Moonlight Sword' drama? The one who cried so beautifully when his master died?"
Kim Taehyung
(Whispering back to jungkook) "See? I’m a star. Even the Aunties know me. You should be honored to have me on your household register."
Jeon Jungkook
"I am honored by the 3% dip in volatility my PR team predicted this marriage would bring. Nothing more."
Clerk
"Next. Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook."
They sat at the desk. The Clerk looked at the cold, imposing CEO and the fidgety, stylish actor.
Clerk
"Are you both here of your own free will?"
Jeon Jungkook
"Yes." (Thinking: Financial coercion is still free will.)
Kim Taehyung
"Yes!" (Thinking: The 80-million-yuan debt my agency racked up says yes.)
Clerk
"Sign here. And look at the camera for the official photo. Try to look like you aren't being held at gunpoint."
The resulting photo was a masterpiece of passive-aggression. Jeon Jungkook’s expression was as sharp as a diamond-cut blade. Kim Taehyung had a bright, dazzling smile that was so fake it looked like a high-end porcelain veneer advertisement.
The J&K Household Group Chat
[System Message]: Jeon jungkook has added Kim Taehyung to the group.
Jeon Jungkook
[Image: Two red marriage booklets sitting on a mahogany desk.]
Jeon Jungkook
📲The transaction is complete. You are now officially a Jeon
Kim Taehyung
📲 "Officially a Jeon"? That sounds like a brand of luxury luggage. 🧳
Kim Taehyung
📲Also, why did you add me to a group that only has two people? We’re literally in the same car right now. I can hear your breathing. It’s very rhythmic and annoying.
Jeon Jungkook
📲This is for record-keeping. All domestic requests must be documented to avoid verbal "misunderstandings."
Jeon Jungkook
And I don't "breathe annoyingly." I am oxygenating my blood.
Kim Taehyung
Whatever, Oxygen-Boy. 🙄
Kim Taehyung
Jimin says I need to move into your penthouse tonight. I have six trunks, three racks of designer clothes, and my lucky cat statue. Her name is Maneki and she’s gold-plated. She needs her own shelf.
Jeon Jungkook
No gold-plated cats. My apartment follows a strictly monochromatic, brutalist aesthetic.
Jeon Jungkook
If it glows, bobs its head, or is neon, it goes in the trash.
Kim Taehyung
We’ll see about that. I’ve already sent my "Spicy Snack" list to Assistant Chen.
Kim Taehyung
See you tonight at the "refrigerator" you call a home!
Inside The Jeon Penthouse
Jungkook left taehyung to his studio after their so called marriage,and himself left for the company. Now both taehyung and jungkook return home at the same time 10:00pm
The door opened to a space that looked more like a modern art museum than a residence. It was all gray concrete, white marble, and silence.
Kim Taehyung
(Walking in and hissing) "Brrr. It’s colder in here than in your heart, Jungkook. Where’s the sofa? Is that a bench or a piece of architectural torture?"
Jeon Jungkook
(Setting his briefcase down) "It’s Italian slate. It’s functional. Your suite is at the end of the east wing. I work late, so do not disturb the silence. If you need food, there is an automated pantry. Do not touch the stovetop; it’s sensitive."
Kim Taehyung
(Opening a suitcase and pulling out a bright, fluffy pink blanket) "Well, the silence is officially evicted. I’m going to order crawfish and watch my own dramas at max volume."
Of course taehyung's suitcase are still in the living room.
Jeon Jungkook
(Stopping at the door of his study, eyes narrowing) "You wouldn't dare."
Kim Taehyung
"Watch me. We’re married now, President. You bought the star—now you have to deal with the show."
Author
Are you all liking it or not.
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Jeon Jungkook
📲I am leaving my bedroom in exactly fifteen minutes.
Jeon Jungkook
📲Assistant Chen informs me that the "delivery" has arrived.
Jeon Jungkook
📲Kim Taehyung, I am warning you. If there is a single scratch on the marble foyer, I will have the items removed by a hazmat team.
Kim Taehyung
📲 [Image: A blurry selfie of him wearing a backwards baseball cap and a smudge of dirt on his nose, giving a peace sign.]
Kim Taehyung
📲Chill, Jungkookie! The "items" are currently being installed.
Kim Taehyung
📲Also, your marble is very slippery. I almost ate floor three times. You should really consider some area rugs. I know a guy who sells vintage Persian silks...
Jeon Jungkook
📲No rugs. No "guys."
Jeon Jungkook
📲And stay out of the kitchen. The chef is preparing a balanced nutrient-dense breakfast for the Board of Directors.
Well jungkook is in his room and he got a text from assistant chen about some parcels, that belongs to taehyung.
Now he get ready, cause some of the Board Director are coming home.
Jeon Jungkook stepped out of his suite, his charcoal suit pressed to a razor edge. He was mentally reviewing the quarterly projections for the Northern Wharf project.
He turned the corner into the main living area—and stopped. His briefcase nearly slipped from his hand.
The penthouse, which usually resembled a high-end art gallery in Purgatory, had been... "occupied."
A seven-foot-tall cardboard cutout of Kim Taehyung—dressed in full crimson battle armor from his hit drama General of the Wasteland—was positioned right next to the $50,000 wine cooler.
In its hand, someone had taped a feather duster.
Jeon Jungkook
(Voice dangerously low) "Kim Taehyung. Explain this tactical violation immediately."
Kim Taehyung
(Popping out from behind a sofa, holding a staple gun) "It’s a housewarming! The General adds a sense of security, don't you think? Plus, he hides that ugly gray thermostat you’re so obsessed with."
Jeon Jungkook
"That 'ugly' thermostat is a smart-climate control system worth more than your first three film contracts. And why is the sofa... furry?"
Kim Taehyung
(Proudly) "Neon-pink Mongolian faux-fur! It adds 'pop.' Your penthouse looks like the setting of a sad documentary about a lonely billionaire. I’m just providing a little color therapy."
Jeon Jungkook
"I don't need therapy. I need a living room that doesn't look like a flamingo exploded in it."
While both of them bickering like small kids.
Someone enter their house.
Assistant Chen
(Leading the group in, looking like he wants to disappear into the floor) "This way, gentlemen. The President is ready for the—"
The four Directors, all men in their late sixties with serious expressions, stepped into the room. They froze.
Director Li
(Squinting) "Is that... a cardboard soldier holding a duster?"
The two how were fighting stop dead in their places.
Director Wang
"President Jeon, I didn't realize you were a fan of... historical fantasy. The neon-pink accents are certainly a bold choice for a merger meeting."
Jeon Jungkook
(His face a mask of iron, though a vein was throbbing in his temple) "It is a... sociological experiment. To test the impact of visual stimuli on executive decision-making. Please, sit."
Kim Taehyung
"Hi, Directors! I’m Kim Taehyung, the 'Visual Stimulus'! Don't mind me, I’ll just be in the back making some 'creative energy' smoothies. Jungkookie, don't forget to tell them about the 5% growth!"
Director Li
(Chuckling) "He’s very... energetic, President. A far cry from the rumors that this was a 'cold business marriage.'"
Jeon Jungkook
(Gritting his teeth) "He is... full of surprises."
Kim Taehyung
📲jimin! I think I broke the Robot’s logic circuits.
Kim Taehyung
📲 I just served his Board of Directors "Green Glow" smoothies made of kale and spite.
Kim Taehyung
📲Director Li asked for a second glass. Jeon jungkook looks like he’s calculating the cost of my funeral.
Park Jimin
📲KIM. TAEHYUNG.
Park Jimin
📲DO. NOT. POISON. THE. BOARD.
Park Jimin
📲Just sit there and look pretty! We need Jeon Jungkook to stay happy so he signs off on the media tour for your new movie!
The Directors had left, surprisingly impressed by the "vibrant and modern atmosphere" of the Jeon household. Jeon Jungkook stood in the center of the room, staring at the neon-pink sofa.
Jeon Jungkook
"You realized, of course, that the 'Green Glow' smoothies stained my white porcelain coasters."
Kim Taehyung
(Walking over, looking a bit sheepish) "I’ll scrub them! I promise! But hey, they liked the General! Director Wang even took a selfie with him."
Jeon Jungkook
(Sighing, the tension finally leaving his shoulders) "Kim Taehyung. You are a chaotic, inefficient, and highly disruptive thing."
Jeon Jungkook
"But... the board liked the 'humanity' you provided. My grandfather’s stock in the company rose by 1.2% during the meeting."
Kim Taehyung
"See? I told you! My 'jungle' and my 'flamingos' are a financial asset!"
Jeon Jungkook
(Stepping closer, his shadow looming over taehyung) "Do not get arrogant. The pink blankets stay in the guest room starting tonight. And if I see that cardboard man in my study... I will use my high-frequency shredder on him."
Kim Taehyung
(Grinning, leaning back against the marble counter) "Deal. But only if you try a 'Green Glow' smoothie. Come on, Robot. Live a little."
Jeon Jungkook
(Looking at the glass of green sludge) "I would rather drink liquid lead."
Kim Taehyung
"Just one sip! For the 'Strategic Alliance'!"
Jungkook hesitated, then took the glass. He took a tiny, cautious sip. His face remained expressionless, but he didn't immediately spit it out.
Jeon Jungkook
"It tastes... like grass and disappointment."
Kim Taehyung
"That’s the ginger! It builds character!"
As taehyung laughed, he didn't notice that jungkook was watching him—not with annoyance, but with the quiet, terrifying curiosity of a man seeing color for the first time.
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Author
I change it to chat cause there is no one except jungkook and taehyung, so there's no mean to continue as a group
Kim Taehyung
📲[Image: Taehyung sitting on the floor of the walk-in closet, surrounded by three different designer tuxedos, looking like he’s about to have a nervous breakdown.]
Kim Taehyung
📲Jungkook! Emergency! 🚨 My manager says I have to wear the "Velvet" to stand out, but your mother’s personal assistant just arrived at the front door.
Kim Taehyung
📲She didn't bring a gift. She brought a "Funeral Charcoal" suit and a handwritten note that says: "A Jeon spouse should be the background, not the spectacle.
Try not to embarrass the lineage." Jeon Jungkook: I feel like I’m being dressed for my own execution! Should I wear the "Spectacle" or the "Background"? 😭
Jeon Jungkook
📲Wear the velvet.
Jeon Jungkook
📲My mother’s taste is dictated by a version of the Jeon family that exists only in her head—silent, rigid, and colorless.
My grandfather is the one who holds the controlling shares of the Northern Wharf, and he told me this morning that if I showed up with a "boring doll," he’d rewrite his will.
Jeon Jungkook
📲Also, stop sitting on the floor. The static electricity from the carpet is going to ruin the nap of the velvet.
Kim Taehyung
📲Oh, so now I’m "merchandise" and "conductive material"? Charming. 🙄
Kim Taehyung
📲Fine, I’m putting on the blue velvet. But if your mother glares at me so hard I catch fire, I’m using your vintage 1945 scotch to put myself out. I’m not kidding, Jungkook. I’ll do it.
Jeon Jungkook
📲The scotch is in a locked cabinet. I’ll be home in ten minutes. Ensure your "Hurricane" energy is directed at the paparazzi, not my furniture.
The Grand Ballroom of the Peace Hotel
The Golden Leaf Film Gala was the peak of the Shanghai social season. The air was thick with the scent of lilies, expensive cigars, and the metallic tang of ambition.
As the Jeonn Group’s black armored Maybach pulled up, the flashes from the media pit were so intense they looked like a lightning storm.
Jeon Jungkook stepped out first, looking like a god of cold metal. He turned and offered a hand—a rare public gesture—to Kim Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung took it, stepping out in the Blue Velvet suit. It caught the light with every movement, making him look like he was draped in the night sky itself.
Kim Taehyung
(Whispering through a plastered-on movie star smile) "Your hand is freezing, jungkookie. Are you nervous, or is your cooling system malfunctioning?"
Jeon Jungkook
(Maintaining a stoic profile) "It’s 18°C. I am perfectly regulated. You, however, are trembling.
Is the 'Nation's Sweetheart' finally suffering from stage fright?"
Kim Taehyung
"It’s not stage fright. It’s the fact that I can see your mother’s emerald necklace glowing from across the room like a radioactive warning sign."
The Lu family had their own cordoned-off section, a fortress of ivory silk and gold.
In the center sat Grandfather Jeon, leaning on his rosewood cane, and Madam Jeon, who was currently holding court with Miss Han, the daughter of the Han Shipping empire.
Grandfather Jeon
(His voice booming as they approached) "Ho-ho! Look at that! Now that is a pair! jungkook, I thought you’d bring a piece of limestone, but you brought a diamond! Come here, boy!"
Kim Taehyung
(Bowing deeply) "Grandfather Jeon, you look even more formidable in person.
I brought you a gift—a rare vintage tea brick from the Southern peaks.
I heard you prefer your caffeine with a side of history."
Grandfather Jeon
(Delighted) "A brat who knows his tea! I like him already! Sit, sit!"
Cecilia Jeon/Jungkook's mother
(Her voice cutting through the warmth like a diamond-tipped drill) "Father, please. There is a time and place for 'vibrancy.'
Kim Taehyung, I see you chose to ignore the suit I sent over. I suppose 'theatricality' is a difficult habit to break when it's your only professional skill."
Jeon Jungkook
(Stepping forward, his voice low and steady) "Mother, the suit you sent was suitable for a mid-level accountant. Taehyung is representing the Jeon family’s future. We are no longer in the business of blending in."
Cecilia Jeon/Jungkook's mother
"The Jeon family’s future was supposed to be a merger of class, not a headline for the tabloids.
Miss Han here has been telling me about her latest project—a silent charity for orphanages.
She doesn't feel the need to... post pictures of her dinner to five million strangers."
Han So-hee
(Softly, with a look of practiced humility) "Madam Jeon is too kind. I just believe that some things are more beautiful when they are kept in the shadows. Don't you agree, Mr. Kim?"
Kim Taehyung
(Smiling brightly, though his eyes were sharp) "Oh, absolutely, Miss Han! Shadows are great for hiding things.
But I’ve always found that the brightest stars only come out when the shadows are deepest.
And as for my dinner... my fans just want to know that I’m being well-fed in the Jeon household. They worry, you know?"
Cecilia Jeon/Jungkook's mother
(Sipping her champagne) "They worry because they think you are a delicate bird. They don't realize you have the talons of a hawk."
The group moved toward the main hall for the auction. Su Yan, Taehyung’s rival, was waiting near the entrance, surrounded by a group of young actors and investors.
Su Yan
"Madam Jeon! You look radiant. And President Jeon... I see you’ve brought your 'investment.'
Kim Taehyung, I’m surprised the Jeon gates let you out. I heard the contract was so tight you couldn't even sneeze without a board meeting."
Kim Taehyung
(Feeling jungkook’s hand slide firmly to the small of his back) "The gates are fine, Su Yan. It’s the company I keep that’s the real upgrade. I heard your new movie just lost its lead investor? How tragic. If only you had a 'contract' to protect you."
Cecilia Jeon/Jungkook's mother
"Su Yan is a family friend, Kim Taehyung. He has the grace to understand that some relationships are built on years of tradition, not months of convenience."
Jeon Jungkook
"Tradition is just another word for inertia, Mother. If the Jeon family stayed with 'tradition,' we’d still be shipping silk on wooden boats.
Su Yan, if you’re looking for an investor, I believe the Han Group is looking for... 'stable' and 'quiet' projects. You’d fit right in."
Su Yan
(His face twisting) "You think money can buy loyalty? Taehyung will be bored of your spreadsheets by next month."
Grandfather Jeon
(Banging his cane on the floor) "Enough of this peacocking! The auction is starting. I want to see how much my grandson is willing to pay to keep his husband smiling."
The highlight of the night was the "Blue Star Sapphire," a 20-carat stone that supposedly belonged to a fallen Empress.
Auctioneer
"We start the bidding for the Blue Star at five million yuan."
Su Yan
(Raising his paddle, looking directly at Madam Jeon for approval) "Eight million!"
Jeon Jungkook
(Without looking up from his phone) "Fifteen million."
Su Yan
"Eighteen million!"
Jeon Jungkook
"Twenty-five"
Cecilia Jeon/Jungkook's mother
(Hissing) "Jungkook! Stop this at once. You are making a spectacle of our wealth for a piece of glass!"
Grandfather Jeon
"It’s not glass, Cecilia! It’s a statement! Keep going, jungkook!"
Su Yan
(Sweating now, his ego pushed to the brink) "Twenty-eight million!"
Jeon Jungkook
"Fifty million."
The room went deathly silent. Fifty million yuan was enough to fund a blockbuster film. It was an astronomical, irrational, and completely "un-CEO" move.
Auctioneer
"Sold! To President Jeon!"
The gala ended with a flurry of whispers. As the family moved toward the exit, Madam Jeon stopped them in the grand foyer.
Cecilia Jeon/Jungkook's mother
"You’ve humiliated the Han family today, Jeon Jungkook. You’ve insulted a tradition of modesty that has lasted generations. All for a boy who will probably lose that stone in a week."
Jeon Jungkook
"I didn't humiliate them, Mother. I simply set a price they couldn't afford. As for the stone... if he loses it, I’ll buy him another. My husband’s happiness is the only metric that isn't for sale."
Grandfather Jeon
(Beaming) "That’s my boy! Kim Taehyung, come visit me tomorrow. We’ll drink that tea and talk about how to drive your mother-in-law even crazier."
Kim Taehyung
"It’s a date, Grandfather."
The Rolls Royce glided through the neon-lit streets of Shanghai. The Blue Star Sapphire sat in its velvet box on the seat between them.
Kim Taehyung
"Fifty million, Jeon Jungkook. Why? You could have bought five percent of my agency for that. You could have bought a private jet. Why did you do it in front of your mother and Miss Han?"
Jeon Jungkook
(Loosening his tie, the 'Ice King' mask finally cracking to reveal a tired, human man) "Miss Han represents the life my mother chose for me. A life where everything is 'appropriate' and 'stable' and utterly dead. You... you represent the things I never accounted for."
Kim Taehyung
"So I’m a fifty-million-yuan thing?"
Jeon Jungkook
(Turning to look at him, his eyes dark and intense) "No. You’re the reason I actually wanted to go to that gala tonight. Su Yan looked at you as if you were a trophy he lost. I wanted him to know that you aren't a trophy. You are the owner of the vault."
Kim Taehyung
(Softly, leaning his head on jungkook’s shoulder) "You’re getting really good at these lines, jungkookie. If the CEO thing doesn't work out, I can get you a role as a romantic lead."
Jeon Jungkook
"I’m not acting, Kim Taehyung."
Kim Taehyung
(Heart skipping a beat) "Oh. Well. In that case... can we stop for spicy crawfish on the way home? The 'Jeon family dignity' didn't include enough appetizers."
Jeon Jungkook
(Sighing, but a small smile forming) "Assistant Chen, find a 24-hour crawfish stall. And ensure they take credit cards. I’ve just spent fifty million on a rock; I’d like to keep my cash for the snacks."
Kim Taehyung
"That’s my CEO! 💅✨"
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