Mama I am in love With a criminal (TK)

chapter 6

"Na~ na na~ na," Jungkook was singing while playing with his stuffed bunny, squeezing the life out of the plush toy.

If it were a real bunny, it would have abandoned Jungkook by now. But since it was just a lifeless toy, no harm done. A maid entered the room, calling for Jungkook.

"Master, here’s your milkshake. Please drink it, and it’s already midnight—you should sleep now," she said in a soft, sugary tone, careful not to upset him. Jungkook frowned at her.

"Where’s Mama?" he asked, placing the bunny in his lap and grabbing the milkshake, taking sips every now and then.

"Mrs. Jeon had an emergency meeting out of town. She’ll be back in a few days." Jungkook frowned deeper. It wasn’t new for his mother to get busy and be away for two or three days.

"It’s time for you to sleep," the maid reminded him gently.

"But I’m not sleepy," he replied lazily, still sipping his milkshake.

"But it’s your bedtime," she murmured nervously, not wanting to upset him. Losing her job was not on her agenda.

"Is it?" Jungkook asked playfully, as if he couldn’t care less whether it was time for sleep or not.

"Yes," she replied with a nervous smile.

"But I don’t want to sleep," he said casually, shrugging it off.

"Then what do you want to do?" she asked, sensing that the boy was already up to something.

"Umm, let me think." He made a thoughtful face and then pouted, unable to come up with anything specific.

"I don’t know what I want... but sing for me. Yeah, do it," he said with a grin. The maid’s eyes widened in disbelief. Was he seriously asking her to sing in the middle of the night? She didn’t even know the first thing about singing.

"But Master, I don’t know how to sing. I barely even listen to music," she admitted.

"I don’t care, you have to sing. Lin Lin always sings for me," he demanded, his tone firm.

A frown crept onto Jungkook’s face, a challenge in his eyes. The maid, meanwhile, thought to herself, This boy is such a brat... but too cute to curse. She sighed internally.

"Alright, I’ll try. What song do you want to hear?" she asked. Jungkook’s face lit up with excitement, a wide grin spreading across his lips.

"The Doraemon song!"

What? The maid gasped inwardly. Seriously? I’m not a kid, and I don’t even remember how that goes! I left cartoons behind ages ago!

"Young Master, I just remembered—I left the microwave on. I need to go before the house explodes!" she quickly made up an excuse, knowing how much Jungkook feared the idea of things blowing up. It was her best shot at escaping the situation.

"No, no! Go turn it off!" Jungkook’s face was now filled with fear, but for the sake of getting out of this, she’d take it.

"Okay, finish your milk and please go to bed. It’s not good for you to stay up late. And don’t forget to take your medicine," she said, quickly leaving the room. Jungkook nodded while clutching his bunny close to his chest.

"Mama..." Jungkook hiccupped softly, suddenly feeling alone in the vast mansion. He never liked being alone, but what could he do now? He could ask one of the maids to stay with him, but he was too scared to even ask.

Biting his lip, he pouted and started talking to his bunny. A cold breeze blew through the room, making him hug the plush toy tighter. His mind wandered to one of the fairy tales he had heard before.

He wished that God would send his prince to take him away. He got up from the sofa and headed to his bed, dreamy eyes unfocused.

Just as he sat down on his bed, he heard a noise coming from behind him. Snapped out of his daydream, he looked towards the balcony door. It had slowly creaked open. For a moment, Jungkook was scared, thinking it might be a ghost, but then he saw a handsome man slipping through the glass door. Jungkook froze. The man looked just like the prince from his dreams.

Unable to stop himself, Jungkook pinched his arm, thinking it was all a dream. But it wasn’t. This was real, though only Taehyung knew the struggle he had gone through to make it to Jungkook’s room.

And there he was, standing before him. All the maids were fast asleep, but the problem had been with the bodyguards. Taehyung had managed to knock most of them out, but he only had about 15 minutes to get Jungkook out of there.

Jungkook was staring at him in disbelief. Why is he looking at me like that? Taehyung thought.

"Oh my God! You’re my prince! You’ve come to take me away, haven’t you?" Jungkook said dreamily, gazing at Taehyung, who was left dumbfounded. In what world did he look like a prince? And why was the boy saying this? But it wasn’t his problem—if the boy wanted to leave willingly, it would save him from having to use chloroform. That made things much easier.

So Taehyung simply nodded, his face expressionless. Jungkook’s smile grew wider, showing his bunny teeth. Taehyung would be lying if he said his heart didn’t do a flip-flop seeing that mesmerizing smile, but he had excellent self-control.

"Yay! Yay! Now I don’t have to stay here anymore! My prince has come to take me away!" Jungkook cheered, jumping up and down in excitement, bouncing around the room like a bunny. Taehyung couldn’t help but chuckle, despite his cold demeanor, though he mentally scolded himself for it.

Taehyung grabbed the boy by the arms, stopping his jumping and pulling him close.

"I didn’t want to use this, but seeing you hopping around like this, I’m sure you’ll cause chaos."

With that, Taehyung placed a chloroform-soaked tissue over Jungkook’s nose. Slowly, he saw the boy’s wide, bambi-like eyes close, and his small body went limp, falling into Taehyung’s arms. Taehyung snatched the bunny plushie from Jungkook’s loose grip and tossed it across the room.

He left the mansion, carrying the boy in his arms. Does he even eat anything? He’s so light... but then again, he’s just 17. He has plenty of time to grow, Taehyung thought.

💀💀💀"koo's bun is left behind"