BTS One Shots

Taehyung - "Night Time" Boss Pt. 2

Taehyung POV 

Friday 12th December, 2017.             

6:00am *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

"Uughhh. Just give me.......five more minutes.." I groaned.

I felt a shadow hovering over my figure on the bed. My vision was able to make out a red bucket that was filled with some liquid pouring out of it.

Then, the bucket came down and my whole body was drenched with water.

"YAH!! Why did you do that?!" I shouted to the person who was holding the bucket. The bucket was removed from his face, showing off his round brown eyes, pink plump lips, and black locks from his hair that hanged down to his forehead.

"Well, if you would ACTUALLY WAKE YOURSELF UP ON TIME, I wouldn't need to resort to this," My rommate, Jimin, said. "But, I don't mind doing it again if you will," Jimin said, as he started to laugh and put the bucket over my head again.

"If you do that again, you are so dead meat," I told him as my voice deepened ten times more.

"Ok, ok, you win," Jimin said, "Come downstairs, I'm making breakfast and it's almost done." he ended off. I nodded and I went to the bathroom to get myself ready.

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Hey fellow beings in the world. The name is Taehyung. Kim Taehyung. I'm just your average normal boy who just wanted to have fun. Ever since I completed University, I did not know what to do. Instead, I spent my family's money on a lot of brand clothing, going to the bar and taking girls who had all the free time they want on dates. My family was very rich because of the famous anime industry that they developed since the 19th century. Actually, I LOVED anime and manga. Whenever I'm bored, happy, sad, hurt, or any other emotion I felt, I would either watch a whole anime series or read a whole manga collection. When I was small, I wanted to join the family business but my father and grandfather told me that there were some things that were better to get a job in than join the anime industry.

But last week, my father died due to a critical problem in the brain. He went out drinking one night and never came back home. The next day, my mom and I got news that someone hit his head with a beer bottle and he died on the spot. His funeral took place last Sunday. The family was in a mess, trying to decide on which children would take over the company. My mom suggested that I live with one of my friends in the meanwhile, until everything died down. I asked my friend, who is known as Jimin, to stay in his apartment. He immediately agreed and took me in on Monday . Now, we are rommates.

On the same day, my grandfather told me that I had to go into the industry's business as the Head of the drawing section, in which was my father's position. It was sudden, but I took it since i didn't want to stress anyone else in the family again.

And .....because I was bored, had nothing to do and I thought being in an anime industry was my DREAM. And that leads up to right now as I try to hurry up before Jimin puts me in a pot of boiling water.

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I got out the bathroom and I made my way to the closet. I rushed to put on a light, blue shirt with a black jacket covering it, a pair of black pants and a pair of silver shoes. I passed my hand through my silver locks and I went downstairs to the kitchen.

I came downstairs, only to find Jimin making pancakes in the kitchen,while a plate of pancakes were set on the counter in the kitchen, in the area where the two high stools were.

I sat down on one of the high stools and I started to eat the pancakes with butter and syrup. Jimin finished the cooking, came by me and started to eat his pancakes too.