What happens when an extremely intelligent scientist unlocks then mystery about the creation of life?
What if the one you created is much more self aware than intended?
Vmon
Started: 2/15/18
Finished: 6/18/18
¤Nothing was out of anger. That was what hurt him, actually being harmed by him out of anger.¤
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"Tae get up and ready!" Namjoon called for the billionth time that morning. They had a plane to catch in exactly 3 hours and they were already running behind. They were flying internationally and would need the extra time to get through security.
The younger only groaned and flopped like a dead fish in the bed. His thin hair smashed against the side of his cheek.
"Come on. All you have to do is wear the mask and hoodie and carry your stuff" I said knowing that he was already freaking out about people seeing him, but in all honesty he was becoming more human like in every aspect.
Taehyung finally got up off of the bed and was lazily searching for the hoodie and a nice pair of sweatpants.
"And don't forget to brush your teeth" Namjoon yelled from the front door loading their suitcases in the trunk of his car.
He came back in the see Tae pulling on his shoes.
He texted Jungkook to tell him that they would see him in about 8 hours. Jungkook had left a few days earlier and was currently setting up his own presentation. Of course it wasn't as spectacular as his, but the kid was smart as hell.
He reminded him of himself. Maybe that's why he always preferred to call him for his personal issues rather than his sister. His younger self was a much more considerate person.
"Come on let's go" He said patting the younger's shoulder out of the house, making sure to lock all of the special locks. Armed and ready.
If anything broke in to any room or door the next one mile radius would be turned to dust. He didn't need some nosey spy of Min's to be searching though his research.
Tae looked half dead with a puffy face and pillow mark across his cheek. His bed hair was really flat and poked out like a peacock.
He tossed him a white face mask which he begrudgingly put on. Namjoon only chucked at the snarky face the younger flashed. The scars were almost gone and he was giving the boy special skin graphs to help the process.
It was rough, but it was getting better. There was still a rather harsh one that Namjoon was considering reopening, but he wanted Jungkook's consent. Maybe he should just send the boy to a plastic surgeon with a sob story about being thrown from a car windshield.
They arrived at the national airport without complications only to have Tae literally fighting Namjoon to get out of the car. As soon as they had gotten parked and Namjoon had the bags out of the trunk Tae still hadn't gotten out.
Tae of course didn't think about locking the doors so Namjoon had been able to open it and start dragging him out by an arm and foot.
"Let go of the fucking handle, Tae" Namjoon said through gritted teeth.
