Amargo y Dulce || Bitter and Sweet

6

"Taehyung?!" I called out his name once I stepped in the house. I looked over until I spotted him sleeping soundly on the couch.

"Aish, really! You don't have to wait for me," I mumbled, even though he can't hear me. I made my way to his spot and just stood there, thinking what should I do next.

"Tae, wake up! Go upstairs so you can have a better sleep." I tried to wake him up but he still won't budge. He must've been so tired cleaning the whole area.

Five minutes had passed, but he wasn't awake yet, much to a heavy sleeper like him.

"Does this mean I got to sleep at the bedroom tonight?" I smiled like a maniac at the thought of the soft mattress under me.

But as I think of it, it sounds so unfair. We still had a deal, and I'm just being true to my words. I sighed in defeat when I made a decision that I usually won't decide.

I carried him up to the bedroom upstairs bridal style. To a heavy eater like him, I didn't expect him to be this light, which I'm relieved though. I purposely wrapped his arms on my neck as he buried himself deeper on my chest. I hate it, but at the same time, I like having him closer secretly.

I managed to open the door and gently placed him on the bed. My mind is battling if I should put a blanket over him. But instead, I just threw a blanket at his sleeping figure. That's enough kindness for tonight.

Sunday, still no class, and I'm getting bored being stuck here with the annoying midget. I want to go somewhere but I already did yesterday, and he was alone cleaning the house. But why would I care? If I want to go, then I'll go. No need to consider that brat.

Speaking of him, he went downstairs grudgingly, looking terrible as ever. He didn't even noticed my presence and just walked right to the fridge. He got a glass and poured water in it, he then imbibed it all down.

"Why are you late yesterday? Your basketball practice never end around ten," he asked, placing the glass on the table while his eyes are still closed. "I went clubbing with Namjoon and Yoongi, the hell you care?" I deadpanned.

"I do not care, just want to know where you've been yesterday. I waited for you, you know. You really did forget your obligations here," he said, now opening his eyes tiringly.

"Now you, Mr. Jeon, will have to stay here the whole day, while I go and do shit. Get that?"

"What the fuck, no! You can't go!" I stammered. "Why the hell not? You go every time you want, why can't I?"

"Because you just can't, and that's final!"

"No can do, Mr. Jeon. You're being unfair, and I'm just getting my part. Now, go. Start cooking breakfast, you lazy ass," Taehyung said and went upstairs, leaving me dumbfounded.

"Hey! What if I'll burn down the house?" I yelled.

"Then it's for you to pay!" Taehyung shouted back. I kicked the cabinet in annoyance, but then held my foot in pain, remembering that that cabinet was made from hard wood.

I have no choice but to start cooking. But this time, I'll watch it over. I don't want to hear any complains from that brat this morning even though we kinda fought awhile ago.

I got a cook book and searched what to make. I want to cook something easy and simple since I'm tired working.

In the end, I decided that we will eat instant noodles. So I just boiled water. Tada! Easy and simple.

"Taehyung! Come downstairs! Breakfast is ready! I don't like to wait so hurry up!" I ordered and a few moments later, there was a well-dressed Taehyung coming downstairs. He was wearing fitted jeans that hugged those godly thighs perfectly and a gray sweater. I just stated at him, not noticing that I was staring for too long.

"What the fuck, Jungkook!" His yelling brought me back to reality. "What's your problem?! Aren't you tired of yelling?!" I fought back.

"Well, you must answer me why you just prepared instant noodles for breakfast! It's breakfast! What do you not understand about breakfast?!" He bombarded. My ears are going to burst soon.

"It's just breakfast, Taehyung! Besides, I didn't burn the kitchen, okay?"

"What do you mean it's just breakfast? You must prepare something fulfilling for your stomach since you're like fasting the whole night. That's why you should break that fasting by eating a meal! Get the idea? Oh, my God! Are you from Mars?" Taehyung hissed as he ruffled his hair in annoyance.

"I'll get a better meal, while you Mr. Lazy Ass, will eat your so-called breakfast yourself," Taehyung finished off and made his way to the door.

"Nope, that's not gonna happen. You're not leaving me here." I said and grabbed his wrist. But this annoying brat moved a lot that made me let go of his wrist. So what I did is I carried him by his waist while he's struggling to let go. He kept kicking his feet and hitting my arm that snaked around his slim waist, while I dropped him off in the couch.

"No!" He screamed and about to run away again but then I got him back and pinned him on the couch, unable for him to move. I was now on top of him. Gotcha!

"One wrong move, and I'll kiss you."

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Woah it's been a year since I last updated this story, but it's like it's been forever!

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