REVENGE IS TOO SWEET

GET PREGNANT

AUTHOR POV -

"I am tired, dad." Hoseok said. "Yes, love is quite surreal. Listen to me, get pregnant as soon as possible. As long as you give birth to son, we won't be afraid no matter how cold he becomes to us. Because general's grandson is more important than anything." Mr. Jung said.

"You are daydreaming, dad. Taehyung and I haven't..." Hoseok said lowly. Mr. Jung hissed, "You are so useless." Hoseok was in disbelief at this point. "All right. You don't need to worry about this. I'll help you." Mr. Jung said. Hoseok stood up. "Don't mess things up, dad." "Don't worry. Dad just prepares soup that is conducive to your pregnancy. Okay, I need to go to kitchen now." Mr. Jung left chuckling. "Dad." Hoseok shouted.

AT DINNER -

The servant served the food and gave soup to Taehyung. Taehyung was about to eat but Hoseok snatched the bowl. "You can't drink this." He said. "Why not ?" Taehyung asked. Mr. Jung glared at Hoseok. Hoseok glared back. Mr. Jung chuckled. "This soup... I know what's wrong with this soup. It should have been cooked longer." Taehyung snorted.

Hoseok served Taehyung dinner and ate quietly. Mr. Jung watched them wuth sparkling eyes hoping that their relationship is good and he will have grandson soon. Taehyung and Hoseok went to sleep in hoseok's room. Hoseok plopped on bed. "You'll sleep in guest room. There are many in my house." Hoseok said. Taehyung examined the room.

"I like this room. You'll sleep in the guest room." Taehyung said. Houseok pouted. "Fine by me." He got up and went to door but the door eas locked. "What's going on ?" Hoseok asked facing Taehyung. Taehyung scoffed. "It's an easy question. Your dad must have locked the door from outside. Does he always want you to give birth to a child ?"

Hoseok huffed ad went close to Taehyung. "Listen, this is my territory. Don't even try to take advantage of me." Teahyung took off his coat. "You have thought too much. I won't let you be pregnant. Old rules, you sleep on floor and I on bed." Taehyung laid on bed. Hoseok grabbed his arm and tried to pull him.

"This is my home. I'll sleep on bed and you on floor." Hoseok pulled Taehyung's arm but he was too weak or Taehyung. Taehyung got up and caressed hoseok's hand. "If you want I be better to your dad, you have to sleep on floor." Hoseok bit his lip in anger. He so wanted to beat the shit out of Taehyung.

He went to his closet and took out a blanket and pillow. He threw it much harder on floor to show his anger. Taehyung just smirked. Hoseok glared at Taehyung while making his bed. Att midnight both Hoseok and Taehyung were tossing and turning. Suddenly hoseok felt a pair of arm hugging his waist and in a second he was under Taehyung.

"What are you doing ?" Hoseok asked pushing him away. Instead of answering Taehyung kissed him. "mm.. mm" Hoseok struggled to get away. He roamed his hand here and there to look for something. He caught a vase and hit Taehyung's head with it. Taehyung passed out by the hit.

IN MORNING -

Taehyung stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes. He looked around and saw himself laying on ground and his head was aching. He touched his head and he got dried blood on his hand. He turned around and saw Hoseok rubbing his eyes. "What's going on ?" He asked Hoseok. "No idea." Hoseok lied as he was scared that Taehyung might yell at him or even worse physically torture him if he knows he hit his head last night.

AT MANSION -

Hoseok stepped out of car. Taehyung got out and before Hoseok could go in he grabbed him and pinned against the car. Hoseok squirmed. " Why are you angry ? Besides the one who should be angry is me. You think I don't know what is your dad thinking day and night." Taehyung grabbed hoseok's chin. "He only wants you to get pregnant. Okay." He got off hoseok.

"What did you say ?" Hoseok asked. "What did I say ? Since you are that eager..." He stepped closer and whispered in hoseok's ear. "I will satisfy you tonight." Hoseok shuddered and Taehyung pushed him aside and went in car and drove off. Hoseok stomped his feet in frustration. "Bastard." He mumbled.

THE END ~

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