"Boss Boy."
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"We could go home and make love instead of misery."Taehyung released a groan once leaning up from the stiff couch that he somehow fell asleep on. He took a look around the big condo seeing party streamers and red solo cups in random places.
"Taehyung your finally up!" A loud school girl type voice said causing Taehyung to release another groan.
"Yes.I'm up Sianna."
Sianna was from Paris.
And of course they have had sex a couple times.
Okay maybe many times.
She was a model that somehow Taehyung managed to meet while in Paris. You see Taehyung worked at a fancy magazine company as a stylist. He made a lot of money but not as much as Jungkook. In fact when Taehyung was doing peoples make up he was using Jungkooks family brand.
"You know babé I go back to Paris tonight for a photoshoot, why don't we have some fun hm?" The long blonde haired girl said trailing her fingertips over his jaw. He didn't shiver like most boys do when the girl would do that.
"How about you just go home?" Taehyung said releasing a sigh standing up to go grab a bottle of Fiji out of the fridge.The girl released a sigh from her seat on the black leather couch.
"Why are you so rude?" Her accent came out as she angrily stared at him.
"Because I can. See yourself out before I ask security."
With a huff of frustration the blonde walked out of the fancy condo slamming the door causing the whole place to rattle.
Taehyung released a sigh before walking back to the couch to sit down. He quickly sent a text to his maid to come clean the huge condo.
Taehyung took a quick shower before changing his clothes, his skinny jeans stuck to him like a second skin while his shirt was loose and showed off his tanned skin. The boy threw a navy green bomber jacket over his black shirt that matched his black skinny jeans and black slip on vans. Adding a gold chain and watch he was ready to go to work.
While Taehyung was getting dressed so was Jungkook.
The younger boy was slipping a marron blazer over his black dress shirt that matched his black slacks. He wore a black tie along with black dress shoes, he added a silver rollex and silver earrings and with that he was ready to go to work.
They both stepped out of their door at the same time.
Of course Jungkook felt every emotion in the world when he saw the older boy from his childhood with bleached blonde hair instead of the chocolate brown hair that use to tickle his neck when they hugged. Jungkook only continued to walk to the elevator hoping the older boy wasn't going to the elevator as well.
But luck wasn't on his side.
They both stepped into the silver elevator.
The silence filled the elevator as Jungkook pushed the 1st button as Taehyung watched him.
Of course Jungkook could feel the olders stare on him, but he just simply ignored it. The last time that Jungkook saw Taehyungs tan face was when he was in a coma half dead.
How do you talk to a person you thought you would never see again?
"So your the man Jimin was talking about." Taehyung spoke up from besides the taller boy his 5'9 height not being a match do the younger 6'0 foot frame.

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Fanfiction"Sometimes I have nightmares from back then, they're like horrible flashbacks that I don't want to relive." ♡In which Taehyungs past and secrets keep coming back to haunt him♡ Completed • ✔. Edited • ✖️. Cover: @baekyoomin