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[M] B A B Y S I T~Vkook

not a request but it was written for the spirit of Halloween and has nothing to do with Halloween.

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Taehyung is paid to babysit.

"Babysit my brother."

Taehyung tried not to break into a fit of laughter and end the call. No, he needed to hear his best friend go through the trouble of trying to convince him. He leaned back in his desk chair and sighed.

As if sensing rejection, Hoseok clears his throat. "I'll pay you."

This makes Taehyung put his pencil down and pay more attention. "Is that so, how much?" He smiled as he heard the older male groan in annoyance.

"I don't know," He could practically hear him shuffling through his wallet. "Five dollars?"

"Thirty."

"Goddammit Tae!," An exasperated sigh could be heard then a click of the tongue. "Fine, but you better be on time."

"I'll arrive when I want," He hung up just before Hoseok could curse at him.

Slipping the phone back in his pocket he turned back to the empty paper that was in front of him. He was supposed to be writing a report on what his class had been studying for a solid month, but there was a problem.

He never paid attention.

All his mind could gather were images of that cute boy in class, and that one girl with the see-through top. Yeah, that was unfortunate. That day he tried to wash his eyes out with soap.

He skimmed through his textbook until it landed on the desired page. Anorexia Nervosa and Bulimia

Well, that sounds depressing.

Just as he finishes reading the first sentence he knows he's doomed. Too many big words, too many paragraphs and not enough pictures. With a sigh, he tosses everything on the floor and brings up his laptop. A few clicks here and there and suddenly he's watching a new drama.

♥

"But I tried," He whines but his teacher is no longer listening.

She clickers her pen and pointed to the door. "Bye Taehyung."

He frowns, but can't say much more. He tried to explain that he really did study for the report but for some reason she still gave him a 25%. The extra five percent was for 'dedication.'

Admitting defeat, he bowed politely and left the freezing classroom.

On his way home he made sure to enjoy the last bits of sunny weather. Fall was coming soon and he would no longer have an excuse to wear a white sleeveless shirt.

As he turned the street. his ears caught the most beautiful laugh he's ever heard. His eyes land on a boy, probably younger than himself, standing on the corner of a store.

The black haired blond has a cigarette between his lips, hands cuffing to light it properly with the slight wind. There are a few people around him making Taehyung visibly gulp. They all sport leather pants, thin jackets, and combat boots. He shivers when the other talks.

"You fucking idiot!" He shoves the shoulder of a purple haired man but they only laugh.

Taehyung wants to turn around and go the opposite way (these guys are intimidating) but this is the fastest way home. He sighs a little too forcefully and begins to walk past the store.