a/n: Just a heads up, I might not update tomorrow. Because tomorrow's my birthday! I survived another year of torture.

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"I-um" Jungkook was speechless. He didn't know what to do next.

Taehyung let out a sigh. "Just kidding!" Taehyung pulled away from the boy and opened the fridge. "Where is thy spaghetti?" Taehyung ruffed through the fringe. "Never mind! I found it!"

Jungkook was frozen in place.

What?

"Here, let me help you heat it up." Jungkook grabbed the container and stuck it in the microwave.

"While that's cooking, I'll help you set the table." Taehyung grabbed the mats that Jungkook given him preciously and placed them down on the table.

"The forks are in the second cabinet." Jungkook called from the kitchen.

Once the table was set and the spaghetti served, they sat down and ate.

"Did you already wash your hands Mr. Kim?" Jungkook asked, taking the seat right across from him.

"You don't have to be so formal with me! Just call me Taehyung, TaeTae, or Tae. Or would you prefer to call me daddy ?" Taehyung winked at the younger.

The other not having said anything, sat there shocked. The latter just laughed at his expression.

"I'm kidding! I'll go wash my hands now. I've explored the house already so I know where it is. Don't touch my meatballs while I'm gone!" Taehyung turned the corner and went to the bathroom"

I'm sure he wont notice if I just take one right?

Jungkook reached over and snatched one of Taehyung's beloved meatballs and quickly shoved it in his mouth. Once he heard Taehyung coming back, he quickly sat back down and pretended he did nothing wrong.

Jungkook was surprised when Taehyung suddenly yelled, "WHO TOUCHA MY SPAGHET?!?"

The ebony haired male suddenly fell from his seat, dying of laughter. Why the hell it was so funny, Jungkook didn't know.

"T-Taehyung! That's a dead meme! Why?! Nobody says that anymore!" Jungkook was holding his stomach which was hurting from laughing so much.

"No it's not! It shall live! LIVE!" Taehyung screeched.

"You're the only one I know that still uses that." Jungkook regained his composer and sat back down on his seat.

"Anyway, I still don't know much about you. How about we share some stuff?" Taehyung picked up his fork and started eating.

"Well, what do you want to know?" Jungkook asked doing the same.

"For starters, How old are you?" Taehyung shoved spaghetti in his mouth.

"I'm 21."

"That means I'm older. I'm 23. So call me hyung." Taehyung shoved a meatball in his mouth. Then stole one of Jungkook's to avenge the one that was sacrificed.

"What's your favorite color?"

"I like black, white, and red."

"Favorite number?"

"1 and 3."

What do you like to do while your home or you're not at work?"

"I like to play video games, record some covers, and hang out with my friends Jimin, Yoongi, Hoseok, and BamBam."

"What are your kinks?" Taehyung asked raising an eyebrow.

Jungkook almost choked on his meatball.

"I'm just messing with you! My turn!" Tae made hand motions towards Jungkook to tell him to go ahead and ask.

"O-okay. What do you like to do in your free time?"

"I like to hang out with my friends too. Seokjin, Namjoon, Baekhyun, and his boyfriend Chanyeol."

"What is your favorite color?"

"I like purple."

"Favorite pet?"

"Defiantly dogs."

"Favorite store brand?"

"Gucci." Taehyung answered without hesitation.

"Do you have any siblings?"

"Nope. Only child."

"That's all of the questions I could think of." Jungkook shrugged.

By the time they finished talking, they both already finished their spaghet. They walked together to the kitchen and washed their plates together.

"Do you have any plans today?" Taehyung asked while drying his hands on a cloth.

"No, why?"

"I'll like to take you out somewhere. Kinda like a date I guess." Taehyung shrugged it off, trying not to be embarrassed. This is the first time he had asked someone out. He couldn't date while his contract was still active.

"A d-date?" Jungkook turned around to look at the elder.

"Yeah. So do you?" Taehyung walked over to catch up with the male that was already heading towards the stairs.

"Y-yeah I guess." Jungkook stuttered.

"Well then, get dressed. We leave in 30 minutes."

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a/n: I'm really sorry this chapter was short! I have a lot to prepare for so please don't hate me! Here, have a Jimin!