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Monster-in-law II

"Mom?" Jungkook yelped seeing his mother with huge sunglasses over his forehead.

Tae stared with his big eyes at a big woman entering the house wearing colorful, shimmering clothes.

"Move," she pushed Jungkook aside and halted seeing Tae.

Her hand on her chest, "Beautiful!"

"Mom," Jungkook closed the door, "What – what you doing here? How did you get here?"

Jungkook had forgotten everyone in the family knew that he and Tae were living together in his grandma's house.

"Yoongi told me," she raised her eyebrow, "that your mother-in-law is coming to meet you. So, I thought I would drop by as well."

Mrs. Kim had a judgmental and angry look on her face which scared Tae.

Mrs. Jeon wasn't paying attention to her, but her eyes were on only Tae.

"Such beauty," she approached Tae and kissed his forehead.

"Hello Mrs. Jeon," Tae blushed and saw beauty radiating on Mrs. Jeon's face as well.

She didn't look anything like Jungkook. Perhaps her beautiful eyes that all.

Eyeing the large sofa with huge pillows, she sat and saw Tae and Mrs. Kim sitting as well.

Jungkook sat in a corner on the chair, biting his nails.

"Mrs. Kim, your son is so pretty," she smiled and glared at Jungkook, "No wonder Jungkook got him – ah – um – well. I have heard so much about Tae Tae from Jungkook himself. He is the perfect son anyone would ever ask for."

Mrs. Kim smiled nodding her head.

"But my Jungkook," she sneered, rolled her eyes and began, "ever since he was born – he has been a pain in the ass for the whole Jeon clan. You won't even believe he took more than 27 hours to get of my womb – keeping the whole Jeon clan awake. And then finally when he was out – he went on crying for days and days. Doctors also were fed up and couldn't understand why this boy was crying. He used to purposely cry at night when he saw we were sleeping. And no – this wasn't when he was a baby. I am talking about a 3-year-old Jungkook. The time when he fully understood things. He began speaking also a little late. We all thought he was dumb. But when he spoke – he only cursed. At the age of 7, he joined boxing and went on punching every servant in the house. I lost my favorite maid – Lisa – because Jungkook used to punch her left and right. She was so scared of Kookie – you wouldn't believe."

She sighed – took a little sip of the water and then continued, "And don't even ask what happened when he went to school. Yes, we were – um – are rich and influential. But you know how embarrassing it is to hear complaints from your son every day. Every day from school. He got bullied – then he started bullying people. I thought I might have to have a hair transplant at 35 since I was losing so much hair. This boy kept on failing and bringing only complaints. Somehow, Yoongi helped him in studies. He was always scared of Yoongi so he studied a bit with him. And then – college happened."

Shaking her head, she glared at Jungkook who was sitting like a 5-year-old in the principal's office.

"Bikes, jackets, tattoos, drinking, drugs, piercings, oh god," she had her hands on her chest, "I mean what was left? What? I suppose – sex. I told Kookie's father – that see our son at least is not some pervert. Yes, he is taking drugs and drinking a lot. But then – Taehyung walked in his life."

Tae shifted uncomfortably suddenly reminded of the fact that he was without any underwear.

"I couldn't understand Kookie's obsession with Taehyung at first," she shook her head and saw Tae staring at his nervous boyfriend, "He had gone completely mad. Used to lock himself in his room and keep on drawing. His whole room was flooded with papers of Taehyung's drawings – and some other drawings too."

Tae's eyes met Mrs. Jeon's and he bit his lips blushing and looked down.

"But – when Tae – left my Kookie," her voice broke and she blinked, "he really lost his mind. He – he went on drawing Tae in every corner of the house. His walls, lamps, wardrobes, clothes. I – I didn't stop him. I tried to talk to him but he had grown so – angry and violent. I was afraid that he would so something to himself."

She stopped talking and wiped her tears, "But – they met again and – well – I have never seen my Kookie this happy."

She stood up suddenly and called for her son who ran to her like a little boy and hugged her, "Mommy."

Mrs. Kim held Tae's hand and kissed it.

"You both have made us so happy," Mrs. Jeon kissed her son's forehead and wiped his tears, "And made us forget this stupid family fight."

Mrs. Kim and Mrs. Jeon glanced at each other and nodded their heads.

Jungkook grabbed Tae's hand and declared that they had to have lunch since it was extremely late. Tae had to take his meds as well.

Mrs. Kim excused them and went to freshen up herself. While, Mrs. Jeon sat on the couch again and felt something sticking out of the large pillow.

"Jungkookaaah," she was holding Tae's panties in her hand.

Both Tae and Jungkook who were in the kitchen stopped working.

"Um – its – from the laundry," Jungkook shrugged and Tae nodded as well.

Mrs. Jeon put it on the couch carefully like it was explosive, "You are kidding me Jeon Jungkook! I am your mother. Shut the fuck up! This whole house stinks of sex."

Tae looked down embarrassed and Jungkook just pleaded his mother to let it go.

"Is it – um – were you two doing it before we came in?"

Both didn't answer and stopped frozen.

"Is he not wearing anything now?" Mrs. Jeon asked boldly and saw Jungkook come at flying speed and grab the panties.

She got the answer.

"Baby – come here," Jungkook murmured and saw Tae slowly walk toward him.

Mrs. Jeon closed her eyes with her hands, "Oh please! Don't put it on him in front of me, Kook!"

"Mother," Jungkook whined putting the panties in his pocket.