The Escort: A Taekook Love Story, Season One

Part 30: Water techniques

It's Thanksgiving Day ( An American holiday). I'm very thankful for all of you, my Taekook Dreamers.

Tae's POV

On our way to my condo, I tell Kookie about Lisa's offer.

"Baby is that something you want to do?" His voice is caring.

"Yes Kookie, I'd love to work with Lisa. She helps so many, and I've seen first-hand so many lives changed for the better and I know I'd be good at it." Gently I squeeze his hand and he nods.

"Tae, I know you'd be good at it, but I have one concern."

"Yes, Kookie?"

"Tae, I want you to focus on us. I want you to be happy and create a life with me. I don't want to get lost in your busyness." He voices softly.

"Baby, are you afraid I'd not have time for you? Aww...I'd never let that happen." I lift his hand and press my lips into the back. I've never felt or heard this level of uncertainty in him.

"Babe, between working and your cooking... what about me?" He has the cutest irresistible pout. I know this is real for him and I want him to know how much he is my priority. His head lowers and I slip onto his lap.

"Look at me Kookie. You are my priority, you're first." His gaze meets mine and smiles at me lovingly.

"So, how about I just consult and do some training when you're working, like part-time only? Kookie, I'm always going to take good care of you. Don't I take go care of you baby?" I nudge him slightly.

"Yes, Tae you do, but we're not in the real world yet. What if it gets overwhelming and you don't have time for me?"

"Some wise young man made this commitment to me about things becoming too much. I walk away. That means whatever is a threat to us."

"I love you Tae. Part time would be great, and I will also have to work less too. Like cut down my days. How's working five instead of the usual seven?" We both laugh and Kookie quickly pulls me into a passionate kiss as the limo pulls in front of my condo. He then gives me that 'I wanna make you scream my name look'. Although I'd love for him to make that happen right now, we've got work to do.

"Tae your place is gorgeous. Look how neat and creamy it is. You did your own decorating. I think you will have to put your touch all over our place."

"Thanks, love, and I can't wait to create a space for us both."

"Great, sweetheart. So, I'm ready and willing to help my man get shit done around here." How wonderful is that? He's ready and willing to row up his sleeves and get to work. What a tremendous help he'll be. Also, we can discover new stuff about each other and talk.

"Okay, baby. Let's go!" A thrill moves through me as we get started.

I soon find 'ready and willing' is not enough. I can barely get anything done in the condo with Kookie's privileged ass. I'm an organized task master and Kookie has never in his entire life cleaned or picked up a sock. He's had maids and cooks. I breathe and pray for patience to not put his ass out, because it's not his fault. He's not so cute after he breaks a set of stemware and damn near reorganizes my kitchen when emptying the dishwasher. While I was vacuuming, he decides the kitchen cabinets should be reorganized. Now I don't know where shit is. I bite down on my inner lip drawing some blood. He wants so much to help, and I love him immensely, I remind myself.

The packing is taking three times as long because Kookie doesn't know how to do shit.

"How's this work? Where's this go sweetie? How do you do this bae? How does this turn on? Tae? Taehyung? Babe? Baby? Sweetie?" I'm like Oh My Fuckin God!