"What the fuck happened to your nose?"
That was the first thing Yoongi asked when he get back in the Jeon mansion. I mean, Taehyung's nose is slightly bruised so he got worried for a reason.
"It's nothing-" Taehyung shakes his head in a dismissal manner.
Frankly, he doesn't want to explain this whole shit to Yoongi. He doesn't even know where to start nor what to say.
Well, Jungkook punched him but they made out afterwards so it's not really necessary to tell it to Yoongi.
"Did he hit you or what?" Yoongi insists as he follows Taehyung inside the kitchen and stands right behind the younger.
"Yoongi! I told you that it's nothing- argh-!!!" Taehyung groans out of frustration.
If Yoongi doesn't stop questioning him then he's sure that his head will fucking explode.
"Alright, I just want to make sure that you're fine" Yoongi gives up, he then walks towards a nearby chair to sit on it.
"I'm fine." Taehyung breathed out before joining Yoongi.
They had a brief talk and when noon came in, they ate lunch together before parting ways as Yoongi had another business to take care of.
Taehyung lazily lied down on the bed all day, he didn't have anyone to talk with so he just turned on the TV and played a random shit that he got bored of soon after.
When it was 7pm, Jungkook and Jimin went back home. Jungkook even ordered him to cook lasagna and although Taehyung was a bit irked, he didn't have the right to disobey Jungkook's order. He doesn't to ruin the mood and get another bruise on his precious face.
"You don't eat with us?" Jimin furrows his eyebrows when Taehyung simply served their dinner without serving one for himself.
"I'm going to prepare a bowl of salad for myself" Taehyung replies before going back to preparing his dinner.
He craves for some lasagna but he doesn't want to gain weight- well, it won't necessarily change his shape but he just feels like following Junghwoon's diet. It's not like he has the choice, anyway. Junghwoon will deadass rip his head away if he dared to eat whatever the fuck he wants-
"Why don't you just eat this lasagna? It's delicious. A bowl of salad sounds lame" Jungkook points out.
He then grabbed a plate and serve some lasagna to Taehyung.
"I'm sorry but I can't. I'm on diet" Taehyung quietly mutters even if he's pleased by Jungkook's rather sweet gesture.
It slightly warms his heart that this bastard served him food but he still has to decline. He's got some rules to follow.
"On diet? Bitch, did you look at yourself? You're fucking perfect!!" Jimin reached for Taehyung's wrist and made him sit down with them.
It's very unfair if he and Jungkook eat the lasagna and let Taehyung eat a fucking salad. What the fuck? A fucking salad??? Lasagna is ten times better and Taehyung doesn't even need a fucking diet, to begin with.
"Thank you, Jimin but-"
"Just eat with us. You can get back to eating salad tomorrow" Jungkook rolls his eyes.
He knows so damn well that Taehyung's on diet because his father forced him to do it but still, he's tired of Jimin's whinny ass. If Taehyung eating with them is enough to shut Jimin's mouth then so be it.
"I can't-"
"It was an order!!" Jungkook roars and Taehyung nervously swallows before nodding his head obediently.
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Kiss With A Fist // Taekook
Fanfiction"I don't fuck with my father's whores!!" Jungkook spits but Taehyung simply laughed at his reaction. "You don't but you will fuck me because you can't resist my handsome face" Taehyung further teases with the intention of making Jungkook break and g...
