Duality | JTK (DISCONTINUED)

six

T A E H Y U N G

"Cham cham cham!"

Fuck!

I cursed internally because even though that thing in front of me was anything but a child and solely a devil in the body of one, he was a little 7-year-old kid.

"Hand it over, sweet cheeks," Minho smirked. He fucking smirked at me while reaching out his hand.

It's been a total of 2 hours with only me losing everything to this kid. First, it was my money. Then, my watch and now the last piece of clothing on my body.

"You're the evilest kid I've ever seen." I shook my head, hands slipping down my pants until I was left with only socks and boxers.

"Does an evil kid have these?" He pouted, pointing at his big caramel eyes.

Awwww...

What the fuck, Taehyung?!

"Can I ask you a question?" I crossed my arms.

"Shoot." He said, counting my money between his hands.

"Why do you hate your babysitters this much? And if you do, why not just tell your mom not to pay them to take care of you in the first place?"

"You got it all wrong, sweet cheeks," Minho turned to me, "I ask my mom to pay you. It's a way to play in my free time and let her leave me alone for a while." He shrugged like it was the most normal thing ever.

"Can I have my clothes-"

"No." He cut in.

"Look here little gambler," I strode to him, "You -tickle- are -tickle- going -tickle- to -tickle- give -tickle- me -Minho squeak- back my clothes."

I dug my fingertips into his sides while his laughing squeals erupted. It was odd to see the very kid-like gesture.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!"

I didn't have time to register anything before I felt knuckles colliding with my jaw and I was on the floor.

"Tae!" Minho ran down the bed and came to my side as I lifted my hand to my aching jaw.

"Taehyung?"

"Jung?!" I exclaimed, surprised to see him here.

"Gugie what did you do?" Minho looked at Jung.

Gugie?

"I thought he was attacking you, Hoho." Jung ran a hand through his long hair, narrowing his eyes in confusion.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, standing up with my hand still on my face.

"I live here," He said, "What are you doing in my house?"

"I-I'm his babysitter." I looked between them, my mind immediately linking Minho was Jung's son but then I remembered earlier that Irene said his uncle was coming at 7.

"Why are you naked?" He ran his eyes over my body.

"He's why." I pointed with my thumb.

"Oh fuck." Jung looked at my face after I put down my hand.

"Language Gugie." Minho raised a brow.

This kid...

"Is it bruising?" I looked at the mirror behind me, "Oh fuck."

2 seconds of silence.

"Why didn't you scold him?" Jung crossed his arms over his chest.

"He has the right to after what you did," Minho replied.

"Come with me," Jung said, before rushing out of the room.

What is happening?

"Go, you fat rat!" Minho pushed me out.

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