when high-powered book editor kim taehyung is faced with deportation to his native australia, he convinces his hapless assistant jeon jungkook to marry him in return for a promotion.
✯ taekook version of the american romantic comedy " the proposal "...
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taehyung groaned, turning his head on the pillow, there were a few blissful moments of silence before the noise started again. taehyung groaned again, extending his hand towards the annoying noise- It was only when his hand closed on the familiar, thin little thing that he registered the noise.
his phone was ringing.
taehyung promptly shot out of bed, looking at the caller ID. "frank!" he said, fumbling with the phone. "how are you?"
jungkook groaned from the floor and taehyung turned around to find him frowning in his sleep, face pressed to his pillow. dark curls were spilling over the pillow, messy from a night of sleep, the covers had ridden down during the night and jungkook's sleep shirt had ridden up, exposing an expanse of skin off jungkook's back.
there was an unusual noise in his ear and taehyung turned his attention back towards the phone call, feeling his cheeks grow hot, Indistinguishable creaks were coming from the other side of the line.
"i have horrible service, frank, give me just one minute" taehyung looked around the room and took a sweatshirt from the wardrobe- he pulled it on as he quietly made his way through the house.
"okay, it's- yeah. I- I'm sorry you feel pressured to do the interview" taehyung said as he slid the patio door open, stepping outside to talk louder without waking up the whole house. "of course, I want you to be happy- yes. yes- frank"
taehyung sighed, going down on the yard, pacing up and down the length of it. "i can call them and we can cancel- no, it's fine. I'm listening to you, we can also give them a list of- yes. yes, exactly. I'll send that over before monday." taehyung rubbed his eyes, he didn't have the time to manage this today, the wifi wasn't even strong enough for longer than five minutes at a time.
humming and nodding to his phone, taehyung heard the pitter patters of paw pads against the wooden porch steps- turning to find the source of the noise, he was horrified to see the same fluff ball at the bottom of the steps panting at him, tongue sticking out- every step the dog took towards him, he stepped away- he wasn't an animal person, and this tiny puppy's excitable state scared him.
he twisted around to ignore him not taking the hint as he ran over to him running around in circles, barking to play- "yeah, I'm listening frank. yeah... yeah..." he watched the dog run away before rushing back out in front of him, he dropped a tennis ball in front of him, nudging it with his nose. taehyung wasn't going to indulge in the dog's playful state, he then whined, rolling in the grass.
"i think it's time for the rest of the world to enjoy those words of yours... and..." taehyung kept losing focus on his words, when he spotted an eagle sat at the top of a nearby tree staring down at the little puppy- his eyes widened in horror about how huge of a bird it was, It slowly swooping and flapping around him and the little puppy in circles.
