Please Help Me Take Care of Him, Taeyang, Day 1/8

"Oh hey, Pada!" 

The bespectacled male turned around as he saw another brunette male around his age stop running, panting due to the amount of jogging he had probably been subjected to upon landing in Smile City. 

He smiled, "Taeyang, it's nice to see you again. How are Rosie and the others?" 

"They're fine!" he laughed. "Rosie and Namhui finally decided they wanted to get together, and that's great. Pilseung told me Pori and you did too, so congrats!"

"It's fine," he sheepishly smiled. "I'm glad you wanted to say that, but that isn't why I called you here." 

Taeyang blinked, tilting his head slightly at the serious tone he had taken on, "Right, why DID you call me here?"

"Well," Pada inhaled. "My mom, Pori and I will be going out of town tomorrow, and I was wondering if you could... lack for a better word, babysit Pilseung." 

"H-Huh?" Taeyang looked confused. "Me... babysit Pilseung, who's the same age?"

"I know it sounds weird," he admitted. "But Mom wanted us to go with her this case because the two of us are good at cases, in her words. And I know that when we're not around, Pilseung might do... questionable things." 

"Questionable?"

"Yes... You know what happened between the two of us that one time Bubble Cat hypnotised me." 

He had heard the stories, "Yeah, I have." 

"Well... Adding in the third wheel feeling he may have when hanging with us, AND Jeon Iruk deciding he likes torturing him, I'm worried he might have some... inner conflicts." 

Taeyang hummed quietly, guessing, "PTSD, depression, and the like?" 

"Something like that," Pada exhaled. "So erm... could you stay in Smile City for a week or so? Until we come back?" 

"Sure!" he accepted. "I'll have to tell my parents that I'm staying over, but I think I should be here by tonight." 

Pada felt a surge of relief, and he smiled, "Thanks Taeyang." 

Taeyang waved it off, "Don't sweat it, Pada. It's fine! See you tonight?"

"See you tonight."

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Knock knock!

"Coming!" Pada quickly set up his suitcase in the living room before getting up and heading to the door. 

Pilseung's head poked out of the room where he was helping his mom pack, and he wondered who it could be. It was 8 pm, for crying out loud!

When Pada opened the door, he saw Taeyang standing there, a grin on his face as he readjusted his grip on his backpack, "Hey Pada! I'm here with the necessities I'll need for the week." 

"Great!" he smiled and let him in, quickly directing all of Taeyang's Tobot friends to the side so his mom wouldn't see. "Mom, the friend I was telling you about is here!" 

"Oh great!" she grinned before she and Pilseung worked together to lug the sports bag down to the living room. Then she walked out and greeted him, "Annyeong! I'm Oh Hera, Pilseung's and Pada's mom."

"Hi!" he smiled back. "I'm Kang Taeyang!" 

"I heard a lot about you from the boys and Pori," she laughed, ruffling his hair. "Make yourself at home, okay?" 

"Of course!" Taeyang bowed, and the other two finally made their appearance after Pilseung helped Pori. 

"Taeyang!" Pori hugged him and smiled. 

"Oh hi!" Pilseung sounded surprised, but he smiled and waved. 

"Hey guys," he waved back. "Pada invited me over for the week." 

"Eh, I thought it would be Rosie or someone," Pilseung admitted, a sheepish look on his face. 

"I mean, it would be awkward," Pada pointed out. 

"Hush, hush. Welcome to our house, Taeyang," their mom gave him a warm smile. "Have you had dinner?" 

"I'm fine," he smiled back. "I had it before coming here." 

"Where do you live?" 

"Oh, Nav City." 

"Ah, that's just the other town. Did your family drop you off?" 

Well, at this rate the Tobots were his family, so that worked out, "Yeah, they did." 

"Alright. Pilseung can show you to the spare bedroom you can use." 

"Oh sure! Come on in Taeyang! We can freshen up before bed too!" 

"Sounds like a plan!" 

And thus began Taeyang's week-long stay at the Oh household. What kind of secrets would come out from this stay? 


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