A lie

part 12

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"MARIA! MARIA! WHER-

"WHATS WRONG FUCKER?!"

"Oh you're here!'' Taehyung smiled, when he saw girl sitting on couch, with nailpaint brush in her hands, painting her left hands index finger.

"Yes! What happened?"

"Uh-m I-I need your u-m help." Taehyung said nervously, sitting down on the floor, snatching nailpaint brush from her hand, at which the girl gasped.

Taehyung sitting down on the floor, infront of her, holding nailpaint brush in his hands.

"What happened?" Maria asked, still sitting at the same place.

"Um can i- ask you something?" Taehyung asked, innocently, nailpaint brush in his hands come towards the middle finger on Maria's hand.

"What you want?" Maria asked, looking at taehyung, who have hold her hand and painting her middle finger nail with nailpaint, oh well so bad, he almost runied her nail. Not husband material.

"Can-can you- talk with my eomma a-as Jeon j-jungkook ?" Taehyung asked, and smiled nervously.

"WHAT?!" Maria shouted, taking her hand back from taehyung's, the nailpaint brush flew away from taehyung's hand and went under the couch.

"Are you insane, bro?!" She asked standing quickly. Her knee almost hit the nose of taehyung. Who scared and stand up too.

"Please, please, please." Taehyung pleased to her, like kid.

"Maria please." Almost crying, walking behind her, like crying baby walking behind his mother.

"I need you so much. Only you can help, please." Taehyung ran and sat infront of maria, on his knees, and joint his hands in the way of pleading, asking her to be kind on the poor him.

"I beg you." Taehyung asked, taking his shirt in his hands like a beggar.

"Taehyung, don't be dramatic." Maria rolled her eyes at taehyung who was sitting infront of her like a beggar like asking her to gave money to him.

"I'll not be dramatic. Please." Taehyung stands up, and starts giving good wishes to maria like beggar.

"Help this poor, you'll be always young like this, little girl. You'll get a handsome man as your hus-" He continued like he's any old man whose child's are dying on the road because they didn't get two times of meal, and his wife is seven months pregnant with his seventh kid.

"Okay- okay. Stop this." Maria cutt him off, and look, in no minutes the boy is all smiley. Wiping his IMAGINARY tears.

"So what you want me to do ?" Maria asked again sitting on the couch while taehyung jumped beside her in happiness.

"Nothing, just talk with my eomma like you're Jeon Jungkook." He said.

"But why you're doing this?" Maria asked sighing loudly, knowing once again taehyung's lying.

"I don't have any another way, maria. I'm so fucked up that I'm scared that I'll get pregnant because of this lie." Taehyung said, eyes gluing to the phone, as he's dialing jimin's number.

"But why me?" Maria asked again.

"Oho! If not you then who? I don't have many ex's." Taehyung said, the number was dialing but didn't picked up by jimin yet.

"What you mean by that ?" Maria asked, raising her eyebrow in question.

"I mean you're the only girl who can speak like jungkook-