MAFIA LOVE ENG. Vers ( TAEGI )

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Taehyung's steps stopped, his face was flat but confused when he saw the butler coming down the stairs, it seemed like the man was coming from his room because there were no other rooms upstairs apart from his room and a library.

"Where are you from?"

"Ah master, what a coincidence you are home. I just wanted to ask about the young master's menu, but when I came in... the young master was crying," explained Yi Jeong worriedly, bowing politely.

"Make healthy food"

"Yes master" Yi Jeong obeyed, then took his leave and continued walking down the stairs.

Taehyung, the tan man took a deep breath. His long legs walked slowly, climbing step by step until he reached the door of his room.

Cklek!

Taehyung's most painful sight was when his big hand turned the doorknob, there... on his bed, a sweet teenager who had now been claimed as his, was bent over hugging his knees with his tiny body shaking.

"Yoongi?"

Feeling called, the sweet one raised his head slowly. He cried even more when he saw that the person he had been waiting for had now arrived.

"Ahjussi..."

Taehyung walked quickly closer, holding his doll's tiny body not too tightly. He gave a gentle stroke, whispered calming words to calm the sweet one.

"What's wrong with you, hm?" Taehyung asked, cupping his doll's wet face gently.

"I-I'm scared."

"Who scared you, tell me quickly."

Yoongi shook his head, hugging the body that was bigger than him tightly to seek comfort in the strong body of the person who had damaged him, and the person who had killed his father. But somehow, it felt very safe. The safest and most comfortable hug he had ever felt.

"Answer doll"

"I-I'm scared because ahjussi isn't here" he whispered, lying of course.

Hearing that whisper made Taehyung freeze for a moment but not for long, because warmth spread throughout his heart.

"You...don't want me to go far?"

"Hum"

"Why?" Taehyung asked curiously

"I don't know, I just feel safe if Ahjussi is near me."

Taehyung was a little stunned when he heard his doll's answer. He looked down at the sweet boy who was looking up at him.

Chup!

Yoongi blinked innocently when the tan man kissed his forehead, as if he didn't realize because Taehyung was moving quickly.

"What now, you're not afraid of me?"

"No” Yoongi shakes his head, his fingers playing with the collar of the older shirt

“Why?”

"Maybe I'm used to it, like you said at the time," answered the sweet boy, his innocent eyes so focused on playing with Taehyung's shirt collar as if it was a serious job.

Meanwhile, the tan man just let it go, as long as the doll remained within reach.

"Come on, let's eat, the maid will have finished cooking."

Taehyung's forehead furrowed when he felt a small squeeze on his arm. His eyebrows rose when he saw Yoongi shaking his head slowly without looking at him.