updated after ages! so it's a long chap for y'all uwu

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“Mom!” Taehyung snapped lowly. “You can’t do anything against my will. I don’t want to get married. Not right now, at least.”

“Taehyung, listen. She’s really sweet and kind. I know her since she was a kid. She said she like you too-”

“And what about me?” Taehyung hissed. “I don’t even know her.” He whispers. He gripped on his phone tightly.

“Don’t you care about my feelings, mom?”

“Sweetie, I’m doing this for you. She’s a really polite girl and she will take care of you properly–”

“Mom,” Taehyung said lowly. “Please I don’t want to accept a proposal where I don’t feel anything about my partner–”

“You can get to know her after marriage. That’s how it works, cub. And I’m telling you she’s so beautiful and completely your type. She knows everything about household, her cooking skills is so good. And she talks to everyone so politely. You two will be perfect for each other.”

“No, mom. Stop! Y’know that’s not how it works. I want to marry someone who will care for me, not because we are engaged in an ordeal. I want someone to cherish my feelings too.”

He heard a sigh from the other side of phone call. “Cub, y’know that it’s only happens in fiction or movies. Right? Reality is harsher. You have to sacrifice some of your parts to be happy in life.”

Taehyung gulped as his throat went dry. He leaned forward and reached for the glass of water on the table.

“I believe this girl would cherish your feelings, cub. At least, meet her and you definitely will like her.”

Taehyung hummed, before ending the call. He gulped down water and placed the glass on the wooden table. He stood up from the Lawson sofa.

It’s a weekend. So no work. No dealing with kids or with their parents. Phew, a relaxing day for Taehyung.

Taehyung’s a simple man with a simple lifestyle. He rarely hang out with his friends as he always drowned himself in work. No dates or relationship. He always had maintained a momma’s smart boy image during this school and college time. He got his dream job of teacher. And he love kids so it was a happy moment for him to became a teacher of kindergarten.

He walked into his working room. It’s past afternoon. Still, he didn’t open the windows and curtains of his working room. The table was messy with kids’ drawing and cute thank you messages for him.

The sun rays touched his flawless skin as he opened the curtains, allowing the sweet rays of sun into the room.

Taehyung groaned as his eyes fell on the messy table. He hates being lazy. He didn’t even clean up his table. He shuffle through papers, separating them into two bunch. He collected those drawing from his table and put them into his drawer. He picked the pens and put them into the pen stand-

He paused when his gaze meet a business card on his working desk. He picked up the card and examined it.

It wasn’t a business card. It was a personal card. Jung Yoongi was beautiful engraved on the card with contact details.

He could recall the face of that black haired man, who was talking about his kid. He forgets to meet his new neighbour as he was busy with his work again.

It’s almost 5 in evening, maybe he should pay a small visit to his neighbour as he promised this black haired guy to report about his kid’s health and all. It’s a day off for him but it feels like he’s going to manage an another kid.

Taehyung cleaned up the table and made his way towards the main door. He ruffled honey blonde hair, pushing them back to expose his forehead. He was wearing a black shirt which was tucked into the black trousers.

He curled his fingers into fist as he reached in front of the Yoongi guy’s kid apartment. He was nervous for no reason.

What if he didn’t open the door, god it could be so embarrassing.

Taehyung shook his head and pressed the calling bell.

God, why isn’t he opening the door, Taehyung already closed his eyes.

The door creaked open-

Taehyung slightly lowered his head. His eyes flutters open. “Hello, I’m your neighbour-” He paused when his eyes met with thighs, thick thighs to be exact. Pretty thick thighs. Pale white pretty thick thighs-

Taehyung slowly looked up. His mouth went dry. But he remembered that he already drunk a glass of water before he came here but why-

“What?” A voice popped up which caused Taehyung to tear away his gaze from those thighs, thick thighs, pretty thick thighs, pale white pretty-

“Um- y-your apartment’s door is so thick-” Taehyung stammered nervously.

He saw a boy, okay a pretty boy. Beautiful doe eyes, he was wearing an over-sized purple hoodie which was reaching his mid thighs and he wasn’t wearing any pants. The hood was over his head, black bangs were covering his eyes slightly.

Taehyung gulped down as he realised what he said. Why the fuck he got nervous seeing someone’s thighs, thick thighs, pretty thick thighs, pale white pretty thick thighs.

“m’ sorry. I’m your neighbour, Kim Taehyung.” He cleared his throat as he noticed the scowl on that pretty boy’s face.

“What the fuck do you want?” The thick thighs’ boy asked, irked.

Rude.

Taehyung saw the boy take out his air pods, looking angry at Taehyung, who seemed to disturb him with something.

Taehyung took a deep breath. “I’m your neighbour. I just came here to say hi to you.”

Taehyung grinned. “I’m Kim–”

“I hate noise, no hate everything now. So I also hate neighbours who likes to knock my door without any reason-”

“But I have a purpose to come here!” Taehyung said quickly.

“Which is?” Jungkook asked, totally annoyed by Taehyung’s existence. He was chilling out on his chaise lounge while vibing to some songs.

“Your dad asked me to check on you once a week.”

Jungkook’s eyebrow twitched. He fumed in anger.

“What are you? My maid or a babysitter? Just because an unknown person came to you, asking for help, to look after his kid. It doesn’t mean you have to do it. If that man actually cared about his child then he wouldn’t send his child to an unknown place where he doesn’t know a shit!”

Jungkook exclaimed loudly. He had bottled up his frustration with his whole drama of ‘destiny to become a strong and independent woman’.

It has been two days since he shifted into this cheap apartment(for him), to stay alone, do cook for himself and go to his school alone.

He’s really in path of breaking down and he ate all the snacks of his fridge.

So he was angry and hungry at the same time.

Taehyung blinked. “O-Oh, I didn’t know that. Um, I don’t know why they send you here but I guess-”

“Shut it. I don’t want hear any ‘be positive about it’ lecture from anyone now, ‘cause I’m tired and hate everything around me!”

Taehyung gulped, nodding. “It’s okay. But if need anything-”

“I don’t need anything or anyone!” Jungkook snapped. He doesn’t know why he was lashing out on a stranger who doesn’t know a shit about his life but it feels relief.

“alright.” Taehyung smiled politely. “By the way, I’m Kim Taehyung. I’m living right next to your door. If you seriously need anything, ask me out!” He said quickly and turned away to leave.

Jungkook opened his mouth to bark about how he didn’t want anyone to help him or tell Taehyung to shut him or go away but he paused. Paused to process the name. Kim Taehyung. Tae-Hyung. Kim Tae-hyung.

Taehyung grumbled under his breath while talking towards his apartment, cursing at himself for being so sweet to a person who was fucking rude to him. Who didn’t even know how to talk to someone politely–

He yelped in surprise when someone whirled around him and pushed him against the wall.

“What the-” Taehyung groaned. He furrowed when his eyes met with Yoongi's kid, whose face was brightened up as if he found something precious or something.

The dull, displeased and exasperated face turned into chuffed, pleased and joyful face.

“Y-You’re Taehyung?” Jungkook stammered. He was still unsure and was processing everything.

Taehyung got confused. Furrowed brows, eye wide. Mouth opened slightly. He opened his mouth-

“You’re the one who fucked me, right? That night remember? we met and you fucked me so good. I can’t remember but-”

Taehyung’s eyes became wide like saucer ‘cause he has some prestigious image in this building and what the fuck Jungkook was saying is a little inappropriate to talk like this.

“Shut up!” Taehyung exclaimed, lowly. He put his palm over Jungkook’s mouth to shut him up.

Jungkook’s eyes turned into crescent moon shape as he grinned broadly.

A wave of panic and nervousness travelled through Taehyung’s body. He immediately looked around and unlocked the door of his apartment.

Taehyung closed the door and removed his palm from Jungkook’s mouth.

“What the hell you–”

“So you are the Taehyung I was searching for. Can you fuck me again? Please, pretty please. I’ll be a good boy for you, will call you daddy–”

“Jesus, shut up!” Taehyung insisted.

“And who are you? I don’t even k-know you.” Taehyung stammered, maintaining a nonchalant atmosphere.

“You can’t say such thing in hallways, anyone can hear you,” he added.

“You can’t remember me? Tell me how many chicks or dudes did you fuck after the night? How can you forgot about me, huh?”

Taehyung gulped nervously as he clearly remember Jungkook’s face. As he was the one who took off the masquerade mask when he undressed the boy.

“I didn’t see you that night because of the stupid mask. But oh my fucking god, you are so hot. Now can you fuck me please?”

Taehyung stepped away from Jungkook.

“Wait! Sorry, but I’m not the Taehyung you’re searching for. M’ Taeyang, not Taehyung. It’s Yang not Hyung. You mistook me.” Taehyung laughed nervously. He sweats nervously when Jungkook lift his brow at him.

“I’m dumb but not that dumb. I still can recognise you. And if you weren’t the Taehyung guy, then you wouldn't have pull in me in your apartment. You would’ve snapped at me for accusing you like that!” Jungkook snarled, fist clenched tightly.

Taehyung looked at everywhere but Jungkook. His gaze (accidentally) met with Jungkook’s thighs, thick thighs, pretty thick thighs–

“Look up at me!”

Taehyung brought up out of his reverie when Jungkook snapped at him.

“I searched for you everywhere," Jungkook pouted, scooting closer to Taehyung. He blinked his beautiful lashes at Taehyung.

“I was sad and happy when i've gotten to know that you weren't an escort who was appointed for me because then I wouldn't be able to reach for you. You were a complete stranger and I doesn't know anything about you except for your name.” Jungkook expressed, eyes big, mouth slightly open. He wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, who gulped.

Taehyung felt a twist in his stomach. He felt a little bit happy or something after hearing that.

Unconsciously he put his hands on Jungkook's bare waist as the male's hoodie lifted up when he wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck.

Jungkook was wearing short shorts.

“Doll, look-” Taehyung began as he doesn't know Yoongi's kids name. “It was a random hook-up, right? And it has your consent too. So you should also forgot about–”

“You called me doll, again!” Jungkook giggles cutely. “You're mine now. I won't let you go. At any cost.”

Jungkook blinked his doll eyes. His small lip turned into pout shape while his thighs. His thighs looks good.

Taehyung couldn't help but peek at Jungkook's arse as the male hugged him.

He gulped because he knew he fucked up so badly.

This doll isn't only making his stomach take turns but also has a stubborn attitude which gonna caused him so many problems.

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hotheaded and bratty kook is on way idk how tae gonna tolerate him!

stay safe and healthy !! I love you

- polo