Sugar Daddy [Taekook] ✓

Chapter 4

"Appa."

"Kim Jungkook. Where are you?"

Jungkook shivered when he could hear sternness inside his father's tone. "I'm..."

"No lying, kook."

"I'm in a bar." Jungkook said out after exhaling a deep breath.

"Yugyeom's idea again?"

"Not his fault. I followed him willingly." Jungkook said before his father could say anything. He heard a loud sigh emitted from his father.

"I will send a guard there. We're going to have a good talk after you reached home."

Jungkook pouted, "Alright..." he cut off the call, stuffing his phone back inside his pocket. "I need to go." He said to Taehyung, smiling apologetically.

Taehyung nodded his head in return.

"I..." Jungkook took out a card from his other pocket. He shoved it in Taehyung's hand, "Take it."

Taehyung stared at the black card laying on his hand securely. He snapped his head up, "You're not joking about what you said earlier?"

"Of course I'm not! I will do a good research on how to be a sugar daddy! I will make sure you will be the best sugar baby in the word!" Jungkook said, smiling widely, "I will visit you tomorrow! Bye!" He skipped away happily.

Taehyung still sat there, watching the male walked away and disappeared in a sea of people. He toyed the black card between his fingers. His lips tilted up, forming a smile. He shook his head in disbelief, "I never thought I look like a stripper to others."

He thought back how the boy looked. Wide doe eyes, smooth white skin, pointy nose and red lips, all of these face features just looked so similar to Taehyung's ideal type.

By judging the black card that Jungkook just gave him so randomly, the boy is probably from a wealthy and powerful family. Plus, the boy has naturally pouty lips. So the boy might be the one who will get everything even the moon in the sky by one pout in the household.

Though Taehyung know it's not good to be a liar, he still enjoyed watching how innocent and cute the bunny-like male acts.

"Boss, do you need another shot of vodka?" The bartender asked.

"No need," Taehyung said. His eyes turned slight darkened, totally different from the gaze he held just now, "And don't call me boss when the male I had a talk with just now is around."

The bartender bowed, "Yes, sir."

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Jungkook sneaked inside the mansion, tip toeing as he tried not to make big noises. He looked left and right, feeling kind of relief when he couldn't find his father's presence.

"Young master."

Jungkook flinched, almost jumping up out of fear. He turned around, hands holding the clothes on his chest, "Sungie hyung! You scared me!!"

"Deeply sorry about that, young master." Woosung bowed. He frowned in confusion when the younger was still tip toeing like a thief, "What are you doing, young master?"

"Shh... Lower down your voice." Jungkook whispered, putting his index finger on his lips, "Can't let appa find out-" "Find out what? We agreed having a talk when you reached home, right?"

Jungkook closed his eyes, almost cursing out when he heard his father's voice. "Appa." He turned around, head still tugging down.

Namjoon hummed in response. "Change your clothes and head to my working room later." He said before heading upstairs.