.....*In the Washroom*...... (Jungkook's side)
Jungkook felt really dizzy all of a sudden, he almost fell to the ground but a worker caught him before he could fall face first.
"Sir, are you all right?"
Jungkook turned towards the sink, waving his hand in dismiss towards the worker telling him that he was alright. He turned on the faucet and splashed water on his face to get rid of the dizziness.
Jungkook stared at his reflection in the mirror for a few second, with a black look on his face.
"Something bad......WHAT DID I DO???!!!" screamed Jungkook when he came back to his senses.
Mr. Dior Jung-Jeon long gone. He pulled his hair in frustration.
..........
Taehyung was being surrounded by the three friends, all of them seemed to be having a great time judging by the grins on their faces.
"You've both been married for seven years and still this is the first time we are meeting each other" expressed Yoongi.
"Come, one more round and we'll go"
"I can'r drink alcohol. Why don't we play the truth and dare game instead?" suggested Taehyung politely. He was feeling comfortable with Jungkook's friends.
"Well, Good! Come here..." Namjoon agreed with him.
Jungkook entered the room with a loud bang of the door, a dark look decorating his face, he held Taehyung's wrist and pulled him up.
"Jungkook, what's wrong?" asked Namjoon curiously, seeing Jungkook behave this way.
Jungkook turned towards him and passed him a smile ...
"I have a little bit of an urgent matter. I have to leave first. I'm done eating, so let's get together again next time"
And gone was the couple like the breeze.
"That....Jungkook...what's up with him?" asked Yoongi out loud staring in the direction in which the couple left.
"Could it be that he heard us discussing about sister-in-law being Kim Taehyung himself?" questioned Jaehyun.
"So he really doesn't know that the substitute he got is Kim Tae himself?"
............
Jungkook opened the driver's seat's door, coughing nervously "I'm drunk, you drive" he stated, holding the door open for Taehyung who stared at him worriedly.
"Back to the villa" said Jungkook fastening his seat belt and Taehyung complied.
'...he doesn't seem right'
Unbeknownst to Taehyung, Jungkook was staring outside the window, sweating cold buckets, his eyes soulless, he seemed horrified and somewhat traumatised.
'There are many people in the villa and Taetae should be embarrassed to beat me up in front of everybody, right?'
......*Jungkook's inner theater*........
Jungkook was on his knees with his hands on in front of him, in a begging manner, tears running down his cheeks as he asked for forgiveness.
"God, What the hell have I done!!"
"Forced him to drink coke saying that it is a contraceptive, forced him to wear a school uniform"
"Most importantly, I even told him that Taetae likes to eat salt and pepper spare ribs"
Jungkook put his head on the ground and bawled his eyes out.
............
Jungkook stared at Taehyung from the corner of his eyes.
'Just take a beating, okay?? Anyways, isn't taking a beating easy to do?? The question is, How would I explain to him about the matter of my secret love?!....'
'And I don't know what the three bastards said to Taetae but he probably already that I used to be a delinquent'
One of the street lights turned red, so Taehyung stopped the car and turned towards Jungkook who in the speed of light, turned his head away.
'this reaction.....he came back to his senses..' Taehyung thought with a blank face.
...........
"Let's talk" started Taehyung with his arms folded against his chest as he sat on a single couch and Jungkook sat in front of him with his face buried in his hands.
"Tell me, who is the white moonlight in your heart?"
"Didn't I already tell you?" asked Jungkook still not looking at Taehyung.
"That is, of course, the script of Mr. Dior, not yours, Jeon Jungkook"
'It's over!! It's over!!! IT'S OVER!!' Jungkook eyes turned wide as he looked at Taehyung.
"You also said it. It's the script of Dior Jung-Jeon, that..." Jungkook smiled nervously, trying to save himself and outsmart Taehyung but Taehyung stopped him mid-ways.
"I remember you mentioned that there was a person you liked when you were attending school. You never said who that person is. When you are Dior Jeon, did you mix up my former name with that person"
"Hey! It's not..." Jungkook trailed looking worriedly at Taehyung's blank expression.
'How did things turn out this way?'
Taehyung held a glint of anger in his eyes as he stared at Jungkook, thinking....
'If I hadn't looked inside the basement on impulse, I might have probably pulled Jungkook to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce him'
Taehyung stood up, leaned towards Jungkook, who was still sitting his hand defensively coming in front of him, Taehyung put his on the couch's headboard.
"You also said that your white moonlight was not unrestrained in bed, huh? I have always ha this style in bed since the beginning, So, who are you sleeping with?"
"I Am Not!! I Didn't!!!"
............
The door to the couple's room was opened and Jungkook was thrown out with a pillow clutched in his arms, a very scared look on his face and then the door shut with a loud thud.
Jungkook knocked on the door desperately, crying tears of pain, kneeling in front of the door shouting, pleading...
"BABY, LISTEN TO ME!"
The maids were watching him, laughing at him.
"What's going on here?" a maid asked.
"Made the young master angry again, got thrown out" replied another.
"So pitiful..."
Jungkook stood up and turned towards the maids in anger shouting..
"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? HAVEN'T SEEN SOMEONE BEING THROWN OUT BY HIS WIFE"
The maids laughed silently at Jungkook's misery.
.............
End.
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Mr.Dior [Taekook]⏳
FanfictionA ridiculous story about two presidents who had been married for 7 years. The one who's scared of his wife ends up hitting his head too hard and suddenly became a real domineering president. A vkook ff (More like Vkook version of the manga) -_-Not...