MY TEACHER || 𐤀

Chapter 33

6 years passed by, Taehyung and Jungkook were no longer in contact.

For the first couple months of Taehyung being gone they would face time every day, but then they just stopped.

Taehyung would call and Jungkook wouldn't answer. He would message and get short replies or no replies at all.

They slowly went from calling and messaging each other every day to calling and messaging each other every two days to not calling and messaging each other at all.

Taehyung did the same thing he did with his father.

He continued to call and message, he left voicemails, emails. He did everything he could think of to get in contact with Jungkook.

But the man just...never replied.

Taehyung wasn't even sure if he was getting his messages.

He tried and tried and tried until he was just so fucking tired of trying.

Eventually, he stopped talking to everyone back home.

Jimin, Taemin, everyone.

But now he was back and better than ever.

He wasn't Taehyung from six, five, even three years ago.

He's what his stepmother liked to call, the new and improved Taehyung, not the pussy of a teenager.

That's what she said.

Taehyung sighed and ran his fingers through his freshly cut silky black hair. He's been back in Korea for three months now, he has a job and is working on getting his own place.

He really can't stand his bitch of a sister Bora who won't let him forget the shit that happened to him.

Clearing his throat, the 24 year old male rolled his eyes and sighed.

"But Dad, why do we need a new trainer what happened to Zax?" The ravenette asked as he pulled out of  Jimins driveway.

"His wife is pregnant. She's high risk and he wants to be there for her. So...you guys are getting a new trainer."

Taehyung sighed and pressed his lips into a flat line, "Well you could've told me he left because of the baby. I wouldn't be complaining."

The man chuckled, "Well now you know, you'll meet the new trainer this afternoon, or tomorrow morning. Depends on when he'll come."

"Will I like him?" Taehyung asked as he came to a stop to fix his bra, frowning when he heard his father groan.

"I'm hoping you won't."

The ravenette laughed, "Well I if I don't like him can we get a new one?"

"Trainers in my type of business aren't easy to find, Taehyung, and you know this. If you don't like him I'm still gonna trust you to make it work and keep your siblings in check. Especially Bora."

Taehyung rolled his eyes at the mention of his sister's name.

"Yeah yeah, okay, is he a good teacher though?"

"Yes Taehyung, he is a good teacher. He was my former bodyguard. I trained him myself and he doesn't fuck around. He's hard on you, and when you waste his time he gives you punishments. Don't mind he's young and has a cute face."

"Ah...how young?"

"Twenty-seven. Oh and by the way. I don't like him."

"You don't like anyone, dad. Not even your own kids."

"That is not so. I love my kids. I just don't like Bora. She's a bitch, gets it from her mother, hopefully this guy knocks that shit out of her. Not literally,  of course."

Taehyung laughed and shook his head, "I'll talk to you when I get home dad, bye."

"Bye, Taehyung."

Taehyung ended the call and threw his cell phone in the passenger seat, looking ahead of him after.

He was back and better than ever.

Oh boy. Let's go.

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Now it's not rocket science who the trainer is...

Anyways... yaaaay part 2...y'all are gonna hate me when you find out the shit I've put them through in the past 6 years.

But I love you, just remember that!

AND DONT DIVORCE ME AGAIN!!! IF YOURE SEEING THIS PLEASE! DONT DO IT!

sorry for any errors!