Brat tamer's brat || Taekook

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Taehyung's POV-

When I came back from my no break 10 hours shoot, it was already dark. I parked the car after telling my manager to get off and go inside. Apart from crashing my car as the first thing in morning, he was pretty good the whole day. I would like to ignore the number of times he knocked my bottle or his own phone down. Apparently he is a lil, or a lot clumsy. That's cute until he ends up breaking someone or something a lot expensive. 

When I entered inside, the first person I saw was Yoongi hyung. Hyung is still here that means. I waved at him, in reply he just nodded his head, yawning slightly and pointed inside towards the studio where I assume hyung is. I walked to the door and before knocking I took a deep breath to brace myself for whatever I would have to face from the other side. 

Okay Taehyung, you are over reacting, the most he would do is not let me touch his car, which I will eventually do later but that's it. It was not even me who did that, it was my manager. Nodding to myself, I finally knocked on the door, twice.

"It's open!" A voice came from inside and I pushed open the door, welcoming myself in the studio, at once spotting hyung on his chair writing something in his notebook. Sensing the silence he looked up and flashed a beaming smile at me then patted the chair beside him for me to sit. I didn't spoke a word and settled on the chair, staring at his face as he was engrossed in, what I assume lyrics of his new song. 

If I could, I would stare at him for as long as possible, worshipping every single detail on him. From his round beautiful eyes to the mole on his chin, the twitching of his nose-

"Why is my lil mouse so silent today?" His words interrupted my thoughts and though this was supposed to make me feel giddy and calm but it reminded me of something, that's parked outside. 

"Nothing, just tired." My voice was a little muffled as I rubbed my face on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his left hand. I felt him pressing his cheeks on my head as he continued reviewing the lyrics. Looking at him, I knew today will be a long night with him drowned in his notes and lyrics. I will, if I can, accompany him with my own scripts that I need to recite. We sat there for more than two hours, and somewhere in between I slept on him too, in the same position. 

The next time I opened my eyes, he was collecting all the papers from the table, looking up at the clock. I did the same and noticed it was already past midnight. Pulling away from him, I looked around, then back at hyung. Seems like we are going home now. Good, finally home.

"Oh cub! I was going to wake you up after this. Just a minute, we will go home now. Also, grab that jacket from the hook, it's here for a week now, I always forget to take it back." Still a bit hazy with the sleep, I nodded mindlessly, looking over to the jacket he was talking about. That's my jacket, the one I was searching for a week and asked him thrice. I need to feed him almond milk on daily basis, his memory is getting weak.

"Ready? Let's go." I folded the jacket against my chest and walked out to let hyung lock it, well it had hyung's and his manager's fingerprint as password. I stumbled my way out with him following behind me but, guess I was too tired to even make it to exit cause I almost ran into the glass door if not for hyung to pull me back with my belt. 

"Where you running off to lil tiger, that's the door." I could hear him chuckling as my eyelids were feeling too heavy to keep them open and look at him or anything around. Somehow we reached our parking lot as he handled me his bag and jacket to fish out the car keys that I threw at him back in studio. The rest of the things were blur to me as soon as I landed inside the car, finally closing my eyes, letting sleep take over. 

Bright, too bright. Out of annoyance I squinted my eyes before fluttering them open. The soft mattress below me told me I was in my room and the way it's so bright outside, it's morning. I was really tired yesterday that I don't remember hyung bringing me here or changing my clothes. But thanks to him, I am now feeling good, not at all tired. Hyung, where is he?

I turned my head to the side, noticing the empty bed. He is not sleeping, did he slept at all? Making my way to the hall, I found him sitting on the arm chair, with so many papers scattered on the table. I sighed and walked to him only to find him sleeping while sitting, still wearing his glasses.

"My hardworking hyung. Now let me take care of you." I smooched his forehead lovingly before removing his specs, keeping them safely on the table then proceeded to pull him to stand, only if I could pick him up half the way he does. Good for me, he showed a lil cooperation and waddled his way to the bedroom with my guiding when I finally dumped him on the bed. 

He is really built like a bull!

"I-...I need to start..hah! working out too! Fuck my shoulder!" I rolled my shoulders a bit then climbed on bed to get him out of his clothes to make sure he is comfortable as he sleeps with just his briefs. It was easy since he wears plus sized clothes and not tight ones that are hard to peel off. 

When done with it, I tucked him in, caressed his cheeks, only now noticing the dark circles under his eyes. He didn't sleep last night at all. With a sigh, I went to bathroom and brought the cream that reduces the puffiness and his eyebags.  After gently applying it beneath his eyes, I went back to take a shower, not before tapping his rosy lips, leaving a small kiss on it. He really should sleep in all day today.

 Today I had night shooting so I was free in day time. Not really as I have scripts to learn and practice, which reminds me my exams are near. Oh man! I am doomed! Now, I have to study too. Just an year and I will graduate. Though I am an actor, I have chosen my courses as literature and arts. Not because hyung did it too, but because I am no prodigy child and I can't ace a field I hardly passed in highschool where all I had to is study, still. So, if you think with acting as my career I will get a fucking phd in science, you are bloody delusional.

I am no chef so I opted to order a take out, it was either takeout, or have cup noodles and I am not having cup noodles when I crave something else. Before anything I assembled hyung's notes and kept them at a place, safe from me and my food. My script can drown in sauce, I would care less, I have printed like three copies of it since my manager lost every copy only for me to find it at random places. 

Now that I settled everything and everyone, even my takeout arrived that was waiting for me on the table, all I needed was to settle myself which I was going to do when the doorbell rang, hanging my ass in air which was about to land on couch. My fate is really cursed in terms of timing. I swear who ever would on the other side, if it's not important I would choke them, no wonder who it is!

Ready to shout, I jerked open the door only to frown as there was no one, until I felt something against my leg.

"I knew you were short, but this short?"  

My habit of ordering for an extra was because of him. Jiminie hyung has always been the uninvited but welcomed person in our home and life, both. Just like now, he is eating his share while I am eating mine, hyung's share in the fridge as he is in deep sleep. 

"You know, I saw something outside, knowing him, the car would have been repaired by now, my guess is he has no idea about it till now or you would have called me already for rescue. So?"

"It was not me! Really!! It was my manager! That man can't drive still insisted!! Jiminie hyungie! One last tim-"

"Sure."

"You are the be-"

"After you set me up with Jungkook's manager."

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.....You all are the witness....whenever I have said that...the book will be short...but didn't publish all the chaps right away....the book is meant to be long....no idea how....

short...this book was suppose to have 11 chaps....at chap 30 I noticed.....it was chap 30....y'all the way I gasped! 

~~~glimpse