fire & ice | taegyu

2| first impressions

song: blessed-cursed —enhypen

2| first impressions

"young master, master choi is calling you downstairs right now," mr kwon uttered while knocking on beomgyu's door.

"why is my dad here in my house?" beomgyu grumbled.

"i've been given orders to carry you down if you do not cooperate young master."

beomgyu flung the door open before his butler, mr kwon breaks the doorknob.

"sometimes i wonder if your my butler or my dad's," beomgyu huffed as he walked out of his room.

mr kwon bowed, "i'm your family's butler young master. i obey all orders. though your dad is giving me my salary hence his order precedes yours."

mr kwon cracked a smile when he heard beomgyu mutter something all the lines of "wait til i inherit everything". beomgyu yawned as he walked down the marble steps.

"ah just in time beomgyu-ah. come meet your new bodyguard!" beomgyu's eyes flitted down to see his dad and his stalker?

am i dreaming because what the fuck.

beomgyu immediately straightened his clothes and patted down his hair.

wait why do i want to look nice?

beomgyu hurriedly pushed past the "stalker" and stood right infront his dad, choi sehun.

"appa i think you've got the wrong guy. he's been following me for a week—"

"should i give you my report now?"

beomgyu's eyes instantly turned into slits.

no-one dared to cut him off. ever. so who the fuck does he think he is?

sehun smiled, "yes i would to know what my son's been up to."

beomgyu was gobsmacked. his father was allowing a complete stranger to keep tabs on him?

"appa—"

"choi beomgyu. age 24. he has temperamental issues with regards to his childishness. he's bratty and always wants to get hold of anything he desires. exhibit a: fought with lee chanhee's wife to get his hands on the limited edition rolex.

he's extremely impulsive to the extent of putting his life in danger. exhibit b: paid a ransom of 150 million when yeonjun and him were held at gunpoint. exhibit c: nearly gotten his identity cards, credit card and driver's license stolen at club spade yesterday—" the stranger paused placing beomgyu's wallet on the glass table.

fuck i didn't know i lost that.

"—he's arrogant and cunning. knows how to manipulate people using his charm and physical attributes and is well aware of how effective they are on people. exhibit d: for the contract deal with the law firm, he met the ceo's son privately where there were sexual favours exchanged for the seal of confirmation.

he's also reckless. snuck out a grand total of five times to participate in street races where four out of five times he came back sporting injuries. he—"

beomgyu's had enough. how dare this guy trail him for a week straight and snitch everything to his dad.

he was twenty-four for fucks sake, he didn't need a babysitter. he was capable of being on his own.

sehun sighed, "beomgyu you cannot act like a rebellious eighteen year old. its time for you to take on the company. if not you then who will do it?"

beomgyu groaned, "but i'm still so young dad! i want to live my life!"

sehun shook his head, "no more. everyone's tired of cleaning up the messes you leave behind beomie. it's taken so much effort not to damage the choi's pristine reputation. you will have kang taehyun as your bodyguard 24/7. whatever he says, goes. you will obey every single one of his command."

"24/7?" beomgyu desperately wished it was all just a shitty nightmare.

"taehyun will move into this house."

"says who?" beomgyu growled.

"do not growl at me young man. and who says? says me. the person who has ownership over this house and everything you own," sehun stated.

beomgyu swivelled on his feet coming eye to eye with taehyun. taehyun's eyes remained on sehun not sparing a single glance at beomgyu.

beomgyu was beyond pissed. he was enraged. balling his fists, he stomped back up to his room slamming the door.

fuck kang taehyun and his ridiculously handsome face.

beomgyu hears the door to the guest room beside his unlock. the scowl on his face deepens. it must have been only ten minutes when he heard a few knocks on his door.

"go away!" beomgyu's scream muffled by the pillow.

"i'll break this door down and you won't get a door back ever," taehyun's gruff voice from across the door resounded.

that was all it took for beomgyu to fling the door open.

"happy?" beomgyu asked sarcastically.

taehyun stood near the foot of beomgyu's bed while beomgyu laid casually fiddling with his smartphone.

"we need some rules."

beomgyu mumbled, "fuck rules."

taehyun looked the least bit amused.

—L