Sugar Daddy [Taekook] ✓

Chapter 8

"C-Can you stop working as a stripper?"

After Jungkook asked this question, he instantly felt regret. He shouldn't decide Taehyung's occupation, and he sounds a bit rude just now. He's not even his sugar daddy yet.

"I-I'm sorry-" "Sure." Taehyung replied, cutting Jungkook's apology down.

"Y-You agreed?" Jungkook asked with slight disbelief in his tone. His eyes were widened up, making his doe eyes looked more prominent.

Taehyung nodded his head. Just now he was contemplating for a moment. If he agrees to Jungkook, stop working as a 'stripper', in other words, stop working as a mafia boss during night, he might face some inconveniences. But from what Jungkook told him before, about how he dislikes noisy places, the older man figure out that it's better for him to agree with Jungkook.

Plus, having Jungkook constantly in bar and interacting with him will only bring danger to the younger, which is the least thing Taehyung wants at that moment.

Jungkook let out a small relieved sigh when he caught no sign of anger on Taehyung's face. A smile again appeared on his face, "So you agree to be my sugar baby?"

Taehyung choked on his own spit. He still hasn't get used to the term 'sugar baby'. Forcing himself to nodded his head, he said, "Yes."

"Great!" Jungkook clapped his hands, smile getting wider, "Then what should we do now?"

"Your choice, sweetheart." Taehyung said, decided to tease the boy a bit, but turns out Jungkook was too happy to notice the nickname given by the older man.

"Let's get to know more about each other! We can play 21 questions together!" Jungkook said excitedly, eyes lightened up like they held a galaxy. "I'll start first! How old are you?"

"25. Yours?"

"19." Jungkook replied, feeling a bit shocked by Taehyung's age. He thought Taehyung is around 21 to 22, but he's actually 25. "Is your eye colour naturally like this?" He asked, a question that he has been wondering for a long time. Taehyung's eye colour were not like his, in deep brown. The older man got a pair of grey orbs, with hint of blue inside.

"These?" Taehyung asked, pointing at his eyes before laughing, "I'm a half Korean, half French, sweetheart."

Jungkook gasped, putting his hand to cover his open mouth, "No wonder you're so handsome!" He exclaimed, lowering his head down, face as red as an apple when Taehyung arched his eyebrows, staring at him with slight amusement.

"I didn't mean to say it out so loud... That's so embarrassing..." Jungkook muttered. He flinched back when a big hand was placed on top of his head, ruffling his already fluffy hair.

"It's not embarrassing. I found it cute." Taehyung reassured, "So you think I'm handsome?"

Jungkook rolled his eyes playfully before pushing Taehyung. The older man didn't even move a bit. "Skip this topic. Ask your question." He said.

Taehyung shrugged, "Sure. So... What do you like about me?"

Jungkook felt his heart raced uncontrollably at Taehyung's question. "What do I like about you?" He repeated Taehyung's questions, trying to make time longer for him to think about the answer.

Taehyung nodded his head, his expression curious yet gentle, "Yes."

"Isn't that too early to be asked?" Jungkook asked, chuckling, easing his racing heart down. He pursed his lips, "I think... You look really handsome and hot, like my ideal type? And when I'm with you, I don't feel uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Yes. Remember I told you the story before? The man who tried to drug me?" Jungkook continued when he saw Taehyung nodded in reply, "After that incident, I find it hard to interact with stranger. I will try my best to avoid people because sometimes I will feel suffocating when I'm around them. But when I'm with you..."

Jungkook stared at Taehyung, eyes wide and filled with pure happiness. "I feel happy and comfy!" He claimed, with a cute bunny smile on his face.

Taehyung's smile widened, his eyes softening. Somehow, he felt a sudden warmth exists in his heart after hearing Jungkook's comments. No one even say those words to him before. "You're making me blush, sweetheart. Hearing that from you means a lot to me."

Jungkook's face turned into a deeper shade of red. He let out a small chuckle, "Now it's your turn. What do you like about me?"

"Your eyes." Taehyung said without a single hesitation. He reached out his hands and cupped Jungkook's cheeks, tracing his thumb on the end of his eyes, rubbing it until it turns a bit red, "They look like they held the whole galaxy and pure, really pure, different from people I have seen before. Plus, you protected me, right?"

Jungkook's breath hitched at the touch, feeling the coldness of Taehyung's hands on his cheeks, "Protected you? You mean the shirt that I paid for you?"

"Yes, sweetheart." Taehyung chuckled softly, "You are willing to stand up for me, even though you don't know who I am. I appreciate that a lot. No one even stand up for me before." He said.

Which is true, Taehyung was too used to be the one who protect himself. His parents sent him to places filled with armed and trained men when he was just 7 because they want to train him. He fought with them to keep himself alive. After he got the fighting skills, his parents took him back and began to train him into a mafia boss that fear nothing in the world.

And now, a cute bunny like boy is willing to stand up for him. Although he doesn't need Jungkook's help at all, having someone there with you gives Taehyung a new feeling.

A feeling that he's not willing to let go, no matter what happens.

The smile on Taehyung's face looks so sad in Jungkook's perspective. He frowned, using his hand to pat Taehyung's head, "Don't worry. I will protect you from now on." He said in a determined voice.

His cute look makes Taehyung broke into smile again. "I trust you, sweetheart."

They both stared at each other with silence engulfed them. Jungkook was the first one who break the eye contact. The more he stare at Taehyung, the more his heart raced. "W-What should I ask next..." He mumbled, brain processing another question. His eyes darted from his fingers to the clock on the wall. His eyes widened up in shock when he realised it's almost 10 pm now.

He jumped up, startling Taehyung. The older man hold his wrist, asking with worry laced in his words, "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

"I have to go. My dad wants me to be at home before 10." Jungkook said, "Thank you for today. I had a great time."

"Same feeling I got here." Taehyung replied.

Jungkook smiled at his words, "Can I get your number? We can contact each other better." He said, fishing his phone out from his pocket.

Taehyung nodded his head, taking his phone out. They exchanged their phone numbers in silence. Jungkook saved Taehyung's number as 'Taehyungie', not forgetting to put a heart emoji beside the name.

"See you next time, Taehyungie." Jungkook waved his hands cutely. He was about to walk away, but suddenly he stopped, turning around to face the older man.

Taehyung shot him a questioning look. Suddenly, Jungkook moved forward and planted his lips on Taehyung's left cheek.

"B-Bye." Jungkook mumbled, running away frantically.

While Taehyung sat there, not even moving a muscle after Jungkook left. He slowly lifted his hand up, touching the area where Jungkook put his lips on. Even though it's just a peck, he can still feel how soft Jungkook's lips were.

He wish he could feel it on his lips next time.