Kim Taehyung is a 31 year old therapist. He's great at what he does, the best despite his stern, mature personality. While having all of his patients slowly heal due to his expertise, it seems that his newest patient, 19 year old Jeon Jungkook is ju...
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"𝗜'𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘂𝗻, 𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲,"
-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨-
"Darling, Stop Kissing me while I'm Trying to carry You." The Therapist Scolded, Tightening his grip on the teen's legs as he felt Jungkook giggle drunkenly against the skin of his neck. "Or I'll end up falling down the stairs with you."
Since they'd gotten out of the car -which by the way, Took about Twenty Minutes since Jungkook didn't want to move- the teen had latched onto Taehyung like a Koala- and He'd been kissing and sucking on the man's neck between drunk giggles as he was carried.
Jungkook's head lolled back, and he gave a slurred Laugh before lifting it up to look at the older man flirtatiously. "Taehyungie~" he mumbled, nuzzling his cheek against Taehyung's lightly stubbled Jaw lazily. "M-My Hwandsome Mr Kim,"
The Man faltered, his eyes fluttering slightly as he reached the top of the stairs. "Baby, You're Drunk. Let's get you into bed, yeah?"
"B-But...But.." Jungkook Whined, squeezing the man's waist with his Thighs, bucking his hips slightly. "Am I Pwretty, Mr Kim?" He mumbled, hiding his flushed face in the warmth of Taehyung's neck. "M' Prwetty, Daddy Said so. M' a Pretty Pretty Boy, right?!"
Taehyung's brows furrow, and he pushed Jungkook's bedroom door open with his shoe. "You are a Pretty boy." He replied, carrying the tired Teen towards the bed. He carefully leaned over, lowering Jungkook's body onto the sheets, beginning to pull away.
"You're also Drunk, and Tired. You stink of Vodka, Little One. I'm Going to have a very important chat with you tomorrow." He scolded, getting some clean pyjamas and boxers out of the wardrobe for the boy before placing them on the bed. "What were you thinking, going out and getting drunk, hm?"
He sat down on the bed, Giving the drunk Teenager an unimpressed look as he crossed his arms over his sweater Vest. "Well?"
Jungkook just rolled over, his unfocused Gaze meeting the elder's he choked out a giggle, before sitting up weakly. "Can't remember," He yawned. "M' sleepy, Mr Kim." He whined, rolling onto his tummy as he trued to wiggle out of his sweater. "Too hot."
Taehyung just sighed, grabbing the hem of Jungkook's sweater. "Arms up,"
"Oh," Jungkook lifted his arms, beaming at the ceiling as he swayed his arms side to side. "Arms Up in the sky~!" He sung, Yelling out in surprise when his sweater was suddenly lifted over his head, his messy hair becoming even more unruly. "W-Woah!"
