𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀 ♡ 𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗚𝘆𝘂

Two; Deal

Roses are red, violets are blue, one leads to another and that leads to a mess...

"Taehyun!! Are you in here?" The small girl's voice called out, her hand knocking on the door. 

"Noo, go to sleep Yeseo, it's late." The hoarse voice of the older spoke up, not wanting to hear another minute of his sister slamming on his door. 

"Nuu! You cannot say 'No' unless you're awake!! Open up, Kang Taehyun!! Before I tell mom!" Yeseo complains, after a single groan from Taehyun, he opens the door for his little sister and jumps back to his bed. 

"What are you gonna tell mom, it's two am for god's sake." Taehyun picks his phone up whilst yawning tiredly,

"Ouch— Gosh... When will you grow up, Kang Yeseo?" Yeseo jumps on top of his brother, only to hug him tightly. 

"My hand hurts," Yeseo mumbles in a small voice, looking up at his brother with her big eyes. Taehyun pursed his lips, putting his phone away, and pats her head. 

"You'll be fine, Yeseo. Just go rest, it's fucki— it's two in the morning." Taehyun voices, but Yeseo only pouts, snuggling closer to his brother. 

"Noo! I'm sleeping with you today." He sniffs his brother suspiciously,

"By the way, why do you smell like Victoria's secret perfume? YOU KNOW IT'S LADY'S RIGHT??" Yeseo sniffs her brother's jacket more intensely, then cocking an eyebrow, 

"What? God. Sleep, Yeseo. You can do your work in the CIA when you wake up tomorrow," Taehyun dodges the question, putting the blanket over his little sister and tugs her to his side, his hand securely wrapped around her, 

"Will mom and dad be home real soon?" 

"Yeah, I guess they landed in Korea today and will be here tomorrow. Now, I want you to sleep well, okay?" Taehyun requests and Yeseo nods, closing her eyes slowly. 

"Good night, Yeseo." Taehyun lovingly stares at her, dozing off, and Yeseo smiles, 

"Night, Taehyun." Taehyun switches the light off to let Yeseo sleep, 

Yes. Yeseo is one of the few people that Taehyun adores in the world, he loves his little sister so much, although the image he carries isn't gonna have a good impact on her in the future. 

I mean, poor girl, she cluelessly asked his brother why he smells like ladies perfume, but Taehyun just can't tell his sister that he sleeps around when he gets bored. 

★★★

The sound of the knives and the forks, cutting the thick-steaks were the only things that were audible when Beomgyu entered the dining area, 

He clears his throat before speaking, "Uhm... Good morning, mom, dad." Beomgyu only received a nod from their heads, 

The maids came running and pull the chair back for Beomgyu and he sits, next to Ryujin who was scrolling through Instagram. 

"Shin Ryujin, no phones during breakfast. Put it down." The elegant looking woman, Mrs. Choi sternly requests, 

"Ryujin." 

"Urghh! Fine." Ryujin drops her phone, rolls her eyes, and notices how fucked up Beomgyu looked. 

"Dad, I was thinking about sumn..." Beomgyu speaks up, his Adam's apple bopping up, and then down as he nervously gulps. 

"What is it, Son?" 

"I... I'm not ready yet. I-I am not ready yet to own the company—" 

"Choi Beomgyu."