Quid Pro Quo. TaeKook AU

Self Control

"How did it go?" Jin asked as soon as I walked into the shop 

"It was good, he's intense, but he has moments where he seems..relaxed? Comfortable? Normal maybe? So it wasn't too bad" 

"And the money?"

"Will be given weekly, deposited into my account because I felt cheap taking a wad of cash from his hands. I almost forgot it wasn't a real date, that this is business. I think him handing me the money shattered the little bubble I was in and made me feel like a cheap whore" I pouted as he nodded at my words 

"Well, at least it's working out. Just try to keep your head on straight ya know? Don't let that bubble get too big" 

"I won't" I chuckled as I put the first delivery in my bag and got to work 

"How did it go?" Kathy asked as she entered the office 

"Fine" Taehyung nodded as he typed away on his keyboard 

"The pictures look amazing" she smiled trying to get a reaction from him 

"Yeah, we look compatible" a diplomatic response that made Kathy roll her eyes. She knows how her boss is, and also how he can be. Having known him since he was five, she's seen every side of him, and everything he had been through. She's always loved him as a son and tried her best to be there for him, she was still surprised that he offered her a position in his company when he got it off the ground, but she accepted of course. 

She had no actual job title. She did a little bit of everything for everyone, being in her late fifties hadn't slowed her down one bit and she enjoyed still being able to be close to Taehyung and keeping an eye on him. Who else would make sure that the boy ate? Stayed hydrated? Slept? Who else would know what he needs and when he needs it, even if it's as simple as a butterscotch candy that she buys in bulk specifically because he's loved them since he was a child. He's only ever had Kathy. 

And Kathy has only ever had Taehyung. 

"He seems like a softie Tae, are you sure this is the right thing to do?"

"He signed the contract Kathy. We need each other as business partners. Once he gets his money for the pizzeria, he'll be on his way, and I'll be on mine" he spoke sternly and Kathy wondered if he was trying to convince her, or himself that there wasn't the slightest bit else involved. Attraction? Lust? Some sort of pull. She felt it. And she could tell just by looking at Tae and Jungkook they both felt something too. Curiosity? Maybe. But Tae will deny the fact that he's a hopeless romantic that wants to be loved and treasured. Wants to be seen. 

She rolled her eyes as she stood up from the chair and left two butterscotch candies on the desk before walking away to get to work on something other than Taehyung's love life. 

Or rather, lack thereof. 

"You're the guy that's dating that billionaire dude!"

"I can't believe you're a delivery boy with a rich boyfriend like that"

"How come your sugar daddy isn't paying you enough to quit this place?"

"You should ask your boyfriend for a job"

"I can't believe he's dating a pizza boy" 

"I'm sure he'll give you a car soon, can't have his boyfriend driving around in that for forever" 

I rolled my eyes after getting another two dollar tip. Apparently the news didn't go unnoticed by my customers, less tips, and more snarky comments. I've enjoyed working for Jin. I like my job, I genuinely enjoy it. But, it was rough hearing everything everyone had to say and the judgemental glares I received. Not to mention the tips were severely lacking. The worst I've ever had. Not even a wink or a smirk could make up for the fact that my face was plastered all over the place next to Taehyung. 

Me: how do you deal with this shit?
Boyfriend💙: what shit might that be? 
Me: the looks, the judgement, the snide remarks? I just got a 2 dollar tip for the first time ever because apparently my billionaire boyfriend should be taking care of me 🙄
Boyfriend💙: that's unfortunate. I'm sorry you have to deal with that, on the plus side your billionaire boyfriend has a conference coming up out of state so it will more than make up for the loss of tips 

I rolled my eyes as I read his response 

Me: when do we leave? And for how long? 
Boyfriend💙: just got the memo today. We leave the 15th and won't be back until the 20th. It's in Florida, so pack accordingly, I'll send you a list of necessities as far as wardrobe. 
Me: okay. That gives us 3 days. We should spend some time together either at your place or mine and get to know each other more w/o eyes everywhere so we can be comfortable, also maybe try sleeping in the same bed? 
Boyfriend💙: you can stay with me for three days. 
Me: okay. I'll pack a bag after work and head over then. 
Boyfriend💙: okay 

"You're staying in his house, with him, for three days. And then going on a trip for five"

"Yup" I nodded 

"Jesus. Good luck kook"

"Thanks hyung" I rolled my eyes 

Walking into my studio apartment I sighed as I put my keys down, I knelt down to pet Scabbers and then I realized I didn't think about what to do with him in my absence. Fuck. I called Jin hyung 

"Yes kook?"
"Hyung..what about Scabbers?" 
"Oh fuck. Umm.. is he okay if I check on him every night after work? I can stay at your place for the week actually"
"Seriously! Thank you so much! I'll pay you!"
"Fuck off. I'm not taking your money" 
"I love you!"
"I love you too. Now go, I'll be over in an hour to move in for the week" 
"I'll write down what you need to know"
"Kookie. I know how to take care of Scabbers" he chuckled making me smile 
"Okay" 

I had to pack my casual clothes for the three days I'd be at his house, and a giant luggage filled with all of the clothes he wanted me to bring for the five days we'd be in Florida which included a lot of formal wear. I threw all of my bags in my trunk and drove over to The Golden Estates. I swallowed a lump in my throat as I got my bag out of the tank and walked up to the glass doors, I hit the button for the intercom 

"Welcome to the Golden Estates, can I help you?"

"Yes, I'm here for Kim, apartment G" 

"Name?"

"Jeon Jungkook" 

"Come in" 

The doors unlocked and I walked into the lobby, I nodded my head at the receptionist before making my way over to the elevator, it didn't take long to get to the fifth floor, but my god it felt like hours. My stomach was topsy-turvy just thinking about anything and everything that could go wrong. I'm still overly attracted to him, and I have no idea how to handle that. I have a feeling the next eight days are going to be the ultimate test of my self control. 

I knocked and he opened the door almost immediately, sweatpants and a form fitting black v-neck shirt, his hair was fluffy and untamed and I knew in that moment I was incredibly fucked.