Sugar Daddy [Taekook] ✓

Chapter 12

"Jungkook!" Taehyung called out, quickly crouched down, taking the boy in his arms. The worker got startled as well, rushing out to check Jungkook's condition.

"M-My leg..." Jungkook weakly said, tears began forming in his eyes, "I-I think I sprained my ankle..."

Taehyung felt his heart clenched at the pity look of the boy. He feels like killing the sender of the message just now. "Let me send you to the hospital-" "It's okay... I have a doctor in my house. I just have to contact Sungie hyungie." Jungkook said.

Normally, Taehyung will definitely get jealous over the 'Sungie hyungie', but right now is not the right time. "Sure. Let me get you back to the chair first." He wrapped his arms around Jungkook's shoulder and back of his legs, lifting him up at ease.

He placed Jungkook on the chair, and the boy took out his phone from his pocket to contact Woosung.

At the mean time, Taehyung again crouched down, "Which leg, Jungkook?" He asked and the boy pointed at his right leg.

While Jungkook was calling Woosung, Taehyung slides off the sneaker on Jungkook's right leg, taking off his socks after this, wanting to check how bad the injury was. It was swollen, in deep red, and Taehyung just can't stop frowning.

"How is it?" Jungkook softly asked, bending down a little.

"Looks very painful. When will your Sungie hyungie get here?" Taehyung asked, "Or maybe I can send you back-" "He will be here in five minutes." Jungkook replied.

The tears in Jungkook's eyes long gone as the pain has lowered down. He giggled softly, "Don't worry, Taehyungie. You're frowning too much..." He used the pad of his thumb to caress the middle of Taehyung's eyebrows.

Taehyung sighed loudly. He knew the boy was trying to cheer him up, but he just couldn't stop worrying until Jungkook gets a treatment from the doctor. He just stayed silent, not wanting to utter a word.

Jungkook noticed Taehyung still having a serious expression, again trying to lighten the mood, "You know, you look really handsome when you're worried. Should I get hurt more often?"

Taehyung shot him a warning look, "Don't even think about it. I will never allow myself to see you getting hurt anymore."

"What if I like attention?" Jungkook pouted, tilting his head.

Taehyung sighed. He stood up, bending down and cupped Jungkook's cheeks, "You already have all of my attention, sweetheart."

Well, Jungkook really just wanted to make the older man feel better, not wanting to end up blushing, heart fluttering over Taehyung's words, but he couldn't help it. Just as he was about to say something more, a tall man rushed inside, who's none other than Woosung.

"Sungie hyungie!" Jungkook called out, his face brightening as soon as he saw the bodyguard.

Wooing spotted them immediately. His eyes gone wide at the sight of Jungkook sitting on the chair, his ankle visibly swollen. He made his way over quickly, "What on earth happened, young master?" He asked, worry lacing his tone as he knelt down to get a closer look at the injury.

Jungkook smiled sheepishly, "Tripped over a chair, hyungie." He explained, "I was too excited."

Woosung can only shook his head in defeat. "The whole Kim family is going to kill me with this injury." He helped Jungkook to put his sneaker back on and said, "Come on, let's get you home."

He lifted up the boy at ease, finally noticing Taehyung's presence. He raised his eyebrows, "You are?"

"I'm Jungkook's friend." Taehyung replied, eyes still fixed on Jungkook with worry, "Take care of him."