"You said after all, I am just a little plaything" tried to explain Jungkook.
".....Little plaything, then let me teach you how to read a word. GET OUT!!!!!" Taehyung kicked the man angrily.
"Don't regret what you said!" shouted Jungkook back.
The brunette simply turned his back towards the raven head before fixing himself and covering hs figure with a blanket.
'Hpmh. I'll wait here, wait until he can't bear it anymore and he will beg me'
Jungkook imagined the young master on his knees, in front of him, begging him with a cherry face and body covered with Jungkook's marks......
'Then I'll make him cry and whimper' decided he.
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-Half an hour later-
'Why hasn't he started panting and begging me yet? Did he just fall asleep??' thought the raven haired male in disbelief.
-The Next Day-
'Has he already prepared breakfast?' wondered Taehyung, looking over the railing at the dinning table already set and Jungkook putting something on it.
The younger rushed downstairs....
"So lavish?"
"Drinking rice soup can protect the stomach lining" exclaimed Jungkook, handing Taehyung the bowl of soup.
"People like you who indulge excessively are prone to weak digestion" continued Jungkook making the brunette choke on his soup.
"..:Don't talk nonsense" interrupted the poor brunette awkwardly.
"i'm stating facts" deadpanned the man sitting across from him.
"INDULGENT?? ISN'T THAT YOU??!! YOU LECHER" screamed Taehyung kicking him from under the table.
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"It's time for work, why are you still wearing shorts and a T-shirt from vacation?" asked Taehyung watching the man stand there in the same outfit he had on when they were on vacation.
"I only have this outfit" sighed he looking down.....
'All the High-End custom-made ones from before were taken away for debts. none of this...belongs to me' thought the man depressingly.
"..........." Taehyung stood at the side speechless.
He proceeded to grab his husband's collar and drag him upstairs with himself "Come upstairs and change".
"Wait!" tried to protest Jungkook but the younger just pulled him inside the walk in closet.
"Try this outfit" spoke Taehyung, pushing a black coloured tuxedo in his hands-
"Did you buy this for me?" asked Jungkook.
'The High-quality fabric, the exquisite craftsmanship...'
"Yeah" smiled Taehyung, admiring his good taste.
'Finally, I've transformed from a pitiful little home plaything to a two-meter-eight CEO. At least, from the outside, there's no sign of anything unusual...
I'm just a plaything of the young master, yet he spedns fortune buying me clothes. Is he pitying this drowning dog? or does he really......' the thought itself lifted up the corner of Jungkook's lips a little.
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'I have a meeting today and can't get away. He should be fine going to the Jeon Tech by himself, right?'
Taehyung was worried to leave the man all alone but alas he had no choice but to do so.
"What'S wrong?" asked he turning towards Jungkook who had grabbed his hand.
"Clocking in...." stated he, not letting the words process in Taehyung's brain before attaching their lips together.
'Serving Kim Taehyung as the young master's plaything is my main job for now'
"The clothes, the clothes are getting wrinkled" spoke the brunette panting when the other pulled away.
Jungkook fixed the brunette's tie...."Alright, I'll go in and start the meeting" tried to bd Taehyung goodbye.
"Clocking in, meeting starts" smiled Jungkook, holding the younger's hand in his own, lighting up the atmosphere around them.
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Double update, cuz I feel sorry for you all having to deal with me
See you lovely people in the next chap💜✨
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Mr.Dior [Taekook]⏳
FanfictionA ridiculous story about two presidents who had been married for 7 years. The one who's scared of his wife ends up hitting his head too hard and suddenly became a real domineering president. A vkook ff (More like Vkook version of the manga) -_-Not...