Personally, I oppose incest. You know the blood-related ones. But that's not limited to not liking it, of course, it depends but generally I'm not into it.

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"Tsk, why do I need to stay here and babysit that rabbit?!"

"Taehyung!"

"Who says I wanted to stay with a monkey?!"

"Jungkook!"

Both of them shut their mouths but still glaring at each other with their lips moving a little with a curse, which of course, had gone unnoticed by their parents.

"Kids-"

Taehyung sniggered cutting his father. His father glared at him making him shut his mouth and put on a poker face, Jungkook, on the other hand, smirks at him with a teasing look on his face.

"I know you guys are still warming up. But I and your mom, Jungkook, will be married in a month so please, try to get to know each other and be comfortable-"

"Sorry, I don't think that's possible."

Jungkook cut him.

"Jungkook. It's final. I don't want you fighting Taehyung and please. Just, please. Be matured enough and at least have a decent talk."

Jungkook's mom scolded.

"We'll be gone for 2 weeks and hopefully within that time, you'll find it in your hearts to accept this all."

Taehyung's father continued.

Taehyung keeps showing that he isn't interested at all and even picking his ears while animatedly blowing his pinky after.

While Jungkook sits on the far end of the sofa and keeps pouting and glaring at the man on the other end while shamelessly showing his disliking in front of his mom and soon-to-be father.

Mr. Kim sighs before standing up and walking out with luggage. Mrs. Jeon followed after with the last warning look to her son.

Once the door closed, silence filled the living room.

"I'm hungry, go cook some ramen for me."

"You aren't the boss here and I'm far away from being a maid or slave."

"I'm older and..."

Taehyung finally turns his head to Jungkook who stood up and stretched his arms.

Jungkook turns his head to Taehyung who didn't finish this sentence. When the younger met his eyes he continued.

"...and longer."

Taehyung smirks while Jungkook's jaw dropped.

"What the hell?! I will go cook ramen!"

Jungkook begrudgingly stomps his feet to the kitchen leaving a laughing Taehyung.

Jungkook just finished putting the ramen in the bowl when Taehyung barges in and directly sitting in front of the bowl.

"Excuse me?!"

Jungkook turns to the table with a fork in his hand only to find Taehyung slurping some soup from the ramen.

"Oh, thanks."

Taehyung snatches the fork from his hand and started eating the ramen.

"Hah, wow!"

Jungkook laughs sarcastically while looking at the man sitting and enjoying his ramen.

"Are you really enjoying that ramen?"

Jungkook asks while glaring at the man slurping again.

Jungkook was so fed up and didn't think much of his action. When Taehyung took the bowl to his mouth to sip again, Jungkook unintentionally intentionally walks and bumps Taehyung's chair.

"Arrgh!! Fuck! Fuck! It's too hot!"

Taehyung abruptly stood up with some ramen on his shirt and soup all over it.

"Oops~"

Jungkook innocently smiles but it faltered when he saw Taehyung taking off his shirt.

Taehyung didn't bother arguing the younger since his skin is burning and he threw his shirt on the floor and quickly opening the faucet on the sink and scooping water and splashing it on his chest part, where the soup mainly spilled.

Jungkook slowly feeling guilty watches while biting his lip and fidgeting the hem of his shirt.

"Fuck, I will fucking kill you!"

Furious Taehyung turn to Jungkook.

Taehyung who washed his face and a bit of his hair and also his upper body curses and turned to Jungkook who had his eyes wide.

"I didn't mean it! It was an accident!"

"Accident bullshit! Do you know how fucking hot that soup was?!"

"Of course, I fucking cooked it and you-"

"You fucking bastard rabbit! Do you think I'll let you off this time?!"

Taehyung took angry steps towards Jungkook who flew in no time and runs for his life out of the kitchen.

Taehyung who didn't expect it stood still for a while before cursing again and running after the younger.

"You better stop! Shit!"

Taehyung curses as he saw the younger running up the stairs.

Jungkook was fast, Taehyung too but the younger, powered by his adrenaline, was faster than usual.

"Fuck. Why did Dad have these fucking stairs?!"

He runs to the stairs and not letting the younger escape his sight.

"Of course, you'd lock yourself in your room! Open up, you little shit!"

Taehyung knocks loudly and also kicking the locked door.

Jungkook inside his room is a bit in panic. Sure they fought a lot of times and get angry at each other but Taehyung was never this angry before.

"Shit, he was really mad. He's gonna kill me."

Jungkook frantically searches for anything in his room for defenses.

"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR, JEON FUCKING JUNGKOOK!!!"

He hears another loud knocking on his door.

"I DIDN'T MEAN IT, I SWEAR!"

He shouted back but he didn't hear anything from the outside.

Maybe he left to take a shower properly.

He thought and observed for a while.

"Bullshit."

He heard Taehyung curse for the nth time and then footsteps leaving his door.

He sighed in relief. Then he remembers his phone.

"I should probably call Jimin to come over."

He started searching for his phone but he seems not to find it.

"Shit, I forgot it in the living room!"

He smacks his own head before looking at his door.

"No way. I'm not some dumbo opening my door in times like this."

Jungkook sighs again before heading to his bed and deciding to take a nap.

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"Are you sure about this?"

"Yeah, I can't marry you and I know you know it."

"If this doesn't work..."

"This should work, Mrs. Jeon. They have 2 weeks."

"Mr. Kim, I just hope they haven't killed each other by now."

"Let's hope so."

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"Where the fuck are the keys?"

Taehyung dropping every item his hand touches not caring about the mess he's making.

He's currently in the guest room where he and his father usually leaves the spare keys of the other guest rooms – which Jungkook's room is one.

"That little bastard thinks he can escape from what he did!"

He's really mad.

When he finally felt something cold touches his fingertips, he smiled victoriously.

He pulled the keys from the closet and steps on the blankets, pillows and even spare clothes scattered on the floor and walking back to his target.

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Pt. 2 Soon but I'm busy with Hardcore...