"Oh!" Taehyung said as he looked at Jimin, "You OK?"
"No, I don't want to go to dinner with her," Jimin said.
"Wasn't that the whole point of us fake dating?"
"I, yes, but, she's going to ruin everything,"
Taehyung sighed as he opened up his arms to let Jimin sit on his lap so that he could hug and hold him, "We'll go, I'll be there with you, OK," he said quietly into Jimin's ear.
"That side of my family are homophobic and classist, I don't like it," Jimin muffled into Taehyung's chest.
"I know, and that's because your immediate family are great people,"
"I don't want to go,"
"We should,"
"She's going to ask all sorts, and then she's going to invite us to her stupid gathering,"
"Gathering?"
"Gathering of the Rich Families, blah, blah, blah, elite class, elite class, BARF!"
Everyone chuckled at the table here.
"Hey, so, I might be at the gathering after all," Hoseok said.
"Huh?"
"You guys know that I'm not like you, I'm Middle Class by the Wealthy Standards and I need to work outside of my studio, so, I work at a catering company too as a waiter,"
"You should've become an investigator," Jungkook mumbled.
"No thanks,"
"But you're so good at it," Jungkook whined.
"Who's so good at what?" Jin asked as he came back and sat down, pecking Jungkook's head, "Sorry, work, sorted, secretary was telling me that she found some more information about my Grandfather's Farm in Daegu,"
"Oh?"
"Well, it seems that the farm isn't owned by our grandfather, that we knew;
But as we don't know who the executor of our grandmother's estate is, we don't know who owns the farm bar from that it was left to someone in the Will, the lawyers won't say who it is as it was our grandmother's wish to not have the new owner bothered,""Do you have an idea of who it could be?"
"Namjoon thinks it's Taehyung on both counts as that's the only scenario that fits, but he didn't voice that opinion to our father, so, that's a plus,"
Hoseok shot a side-eye to Taehyung who was listening more intently than he realized.
"Anyway, we'll sort it out," Jin finished.
"What do you want to do with the farm?" Jungkook asked.
"Our father wants to destroy it,"
"WHAT!" Taehyung said suddenly as he stood up and making Jimin yelp as he took a small tumble off Taehyung's lap before Taehyung caught him and held him close as everyone else looked at him, including the other students in The Link, "Uh, sorry, sorry everyone, sorry, sorry, injustice, uh, classism....sorry, sorry,"
Taehyung stammered as he bowed fast in all directions and then sat down quickly and looked down as Jimin grumbled at him and climbed back onto his lap.
"Yeah, that's what our father wants to do, he wants to build an amusement park or something or a mall, some money making business, Namjoon is trying to extend the time by making as many underhanded issues as humanly possible," Jin said as he eyed Taehyung suspiciously.
"Why?" Taehyung asked, "Just curious, I mean, I'm personally outraged because, ya'know, injustice there, those farmers need their land and they grow what Korea needs, but you guys are a business, so I'm curious as to why you are trying to stop development?"
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Fake, My Soul
Fiction généraleCliche, this was definitely a cliche. A fanfiction troupe, a Hollywood movie summer romance comedy classic with Queerness involved; And yet, here, Jimin found himself needing someone to fake date so that his aunt would stop bothering him about the f...