In another life | taekook

18 | Talk to me, please

How is he going to do when he's going to bring this all into real life action?

A week later
Taehyung.

"Hyunggg~~~ do you think he forgot about me?" Taehyung whined to his hyung and his hyung's mother, who he was making bread with.

"I honestly doubt Tae, but you have to think. He's the Prince, he must just be busy," Namjoon responded as he continued to help his mother.

His mother came to visit and realised there was no food in the fridge, so she went to the markets to buy food and ingredients to make bread.

Namjoon was forced to help her out.

"The Prince? Taehyung, are you dating the Prince of Busan?" Namjoon's mother piped in.

Taehyung whined, "no, but I'm close with him, he's not speaking to me at the moment and it's worrying me a lot."

"Well, since he's the Prince, you have to respect the idea of him maybe needing space? He could even be busy," Namjoon's mother spoke.

Taehyung loved and adored Namjoon's mother, her voice was very angelical, and her face was pretty. She always acted like Taehyung's mother when he needed help from an adult.

"I guess, I just really miss him. I know I haven't known him for that long, but I feel like there's a small connection between him and I," Taehyung responded, sipping on his cup of water.

"My uncle is trying to get in contact with me again," that one sentence made Namjoon drop the glass he was holding, shard flying everywhere in the sink.

Namjoon turned around to look at the eighteen-year-old, his jaw clenched and fits turning white.

"I'll fucking kill him if he tries to touch you," Namjoon threatened.

Namjoon's mother, Mrs Kim, gasps. "Aye, watch your profanity young man! Your mother is standing right here," she scolded him.

Taehyung chuckled at Mrs Kim scolding her son.

"What is he saying, Taehyung?" Mrs Kim asked as she demanded Namjoon to clean up the broken glass.

"He's sending me letters, saying he'll take legal actions if I don't show up at his house. I think he's forgotten that I'm eighteen, he has no legal authorities towards me."

Mrs Kim thought for a moment, "maybe you should get a Lawyer, because worst case scenario, he'll kidnap you or something."

"Mum, don't say things like that! I'm not letting that good for nothing bastard touch him," Namjoon replied after cleaning up all the glass in the sink.

"Profanities again!"

"I'm twenty-three! I'm not a kid!"

Yoongi walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of fresh water.

"Good morning, Yoongi bear!" Mrs Kim smiled.

The said males ears perked at the call of his name, finally noticing Namjoon's mothers presence. "Oh! Mrs Kim, good morning, I see you have Namjoon-ah doing some child-labour."