"JEON JUNGKOOK, GET YOUR ASS RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW," a man in his mid-fifties shouted in the hall, holding some papers in his hands.
"Dada why are you shouting early in the morning?" a groggy boy said as he stepped down the stairs of the big mansion, yawning.
"JUNGKOOK, IT'S 4 PM IN THE EVENING... OH MY GOD, I AM LOSING MY SHIT," the man shouted at his only child.
"Dadda , why are you so agitated in this unholy hour ? Come on, go and rest," Jungkook rolled his eyes.
The elder Jeon sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Jungkook, may I know why you spent 1000 million Korean won this month alone?" Mr. Jeon asked his son with strictness.
Jungkook just rolled his eyes at his father and went to the kitchen to grab an apple, starting to eat it without any care.
Mr. Jeon followed him with the file report of his son's expenditure in his hand.
"Jungkook, you bought a Bugatti when you already have one this month. May I know why?" Mr. Jeon posed the question with anger in his voice.
"I was bored with the color, so I bought a new one," Jungkook said in monotone, his attention only on his apple.
Mr. Jeon facepalmed.
"Come on, dadda, you're a multi-billionaire, don't be stingy," Jungkook said while moving towards his room.
"Jungkook, you are going to handle this company. My father put a lot of effort into building this up. Please be responsible and treat people like humans. You come to the office just for a day in months, and there too, you boss around people older than you disrespectfully," Mr. Jeon said while pinching his nose.
Jungkook turned his heels towards his dad. "Oh, so those old snitches complained to you. I think I need to teach those oldies some lessons," Jungkook muttered in anger.
Mr. Jeon looked at a big photo frame in the hall, "Where did I go wrong, honey," he muttered and sighed.
"Jungkook, you are 20 years old now, son. You need to mature up a bit. I will not always be here to support you. Please try to understand what I am saying, honey," Mr. Jeon said with a hint of sadness.
Jungkook frowned, "You are not going anywhere, dadda ," Jungkook said abruptly in anger and went to his room , shutting his door loudly .
Mr. Jeon sat on the sofa, sighing, holding his head in his hands when he heard his phone ringing.
"Dae-hyun, you called me at the right time ," Mr. Jeon almost cried dramatically
"What happened to you, did my baby again piss you off?" Kim Dae-hyun spoke while chuckling.
"Hyun-a, he is not a baby anymore, he has turned into a bratty devil," Mr. Jeon snickered in annoyance.
"Minjun-a , stop blaming the kid, you are too strict with him," Mr. Kim said while sighing.
"You don't know what he has turned into, he doesn't know how to value money and people. Oh, how lucky you are to have a mannered and obedient son like Taehyung," Mr. Jeon pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Oh, come on, oppa, don't you dare compare my Koo baby to that robot," this time a female voice spoke from the other side.
"Somi, you need to see that brat before defending him," Mr. Jeon addressed Mrs. Kim
"Then send my baby to me," Mrs. Kim Somi almost pleaded, she hadn't met the baby for the past 12 years.
Mr. Jeon instantly stood up from the sofa, his face lit up.
"OH MY LORD, WHY DIDN'T I GET THIS IDEA BEFORE" Mr. Jeon jumped in excitement, giving a scare to the people on the other side of the line.
"Hyun-a, Somi, I am sending Koo to your house, to learn something from Taehyung, and you make sure not to spoil that brat more. Wait, I must talk to Tae about this, I am sure koo will be more spoiled than he already is with you two," Mr. Jeon said, but frowned when he didn't hear any voices.
Because Mr. and Mrs. Kim were dancing on the sofa, squealing in excitement, abandoning the phone, not caring about the person who was shouting their names on the phone.
Mr. Jeon understood the situation when he heard the squealing sounds and a monotone deep and calm voice.
"Eomma, Appa, please get off the sofa and please lower your voices,"
Then the man of the said voice picked up the abandoned phone.
"Hello, uncle," the same calm deep velvety voice greeted his uncle.
"Hello, Tae, how are you, champ?" Mr. Jeon asked in excitement.
"I am good, uncle," Taehyung replied with the same monotone voice, while his parents started running here and there in a hurry, his mom running to the kitchen.
"Honey, buy me ingredients, my baby is coming," she shouted while Mr. Kim ran outside to buy what his wife ordered.
"Tae, your uncle is in dire need of your favor, my champ, I am sending koo to your place , please teach him some manners and the way of living down to earth, he has become a total untamed brat," Mr. Jeon pleaded.
"But, uncle how-" Taehyung was cut in mid-sentence by his uncle.
"Champ, please, I beg you, he will ruin all the hard work of my father and mine, please guide him for just 6 months, please, Tae," Mr. Jeon begged, leaving no chance for Taehyung to say no.
Taehyung sighed.
"Okay, uncle, send him here," he said finally, bringing heaven for Mr. Jeon.
"Thank you so much, my baby, thank you so much, uncle will buy you anything you want," Mr. Jeon shouted in excitement.
"Uncle, I am not 5 anymore," Taehyung chuckled.
"Look at you, how mature you are and here, I have to bribe Kook to even pick up his spoon ," Mr. Jeon said sadly.
"Don't worry, uncle, I hope he learns to value people soon," Taehyung assured, and after a few random talks, both cut the call.
Mr. Jeon was dancing in happiness.
"What happened, dadda , did you get a girlfriend that you are dancing?" Jungkook said from the duplex.
"Yaa, you brat, I love my beautiful wife too much to look at anyone else," he said while looking at his deceased wife's photo.
Jungkook chuckled, looking at his dad.
"Find a woman, dadda, how long are you gonna live alone?" he said coming downstairs.
"Baby, when you will fall in love then you will get to know, if it's true love, you will be happy for whatever they give you, be it happiness or sadness, peace or conflict," Mr. Jeon said, looking into space, his face showing a deep yearning for his beloved wife.
"As if I will fall in love," Jungkook snickered.
"Well, we will see," Mr. Jeon said almost challenging his only son .
Jungkook just rolled his eyes.
The Kim's household was on fire ,because of those super excited two childish elders . Taheyung chuckled looking at them " Eomma , appa , he is not coming today , so no need to prepare some thing now , calm down , yeah", he said but that went unheard by his parents .
Taehyung was lying on his bed, one arm under his head while the other played with an ancient stopwatch. He was looking at the moon in the vast dark sky.
"Let's see how much of a brat you are, Jeon Jungkook," he whispered, looking at the stars and moon.
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