Nightfall [hiatus]

10) daddy issues

t a e h y u n g

it had always been tiring for him to speak with his dad. he didn't dislike his father but sometimes, he could be a huge pain in the ass. he tend to be protective of him with every word he spilled but in reality, he couldn't be able to take care of him like real fathers would do. it wasn't like there weren't any shittier fathers but the difference was that his father wasn't the man of his words and that's what seemed disapproving to him.

he should've known his father would visit him as soon as he arrived here before he invited jungkook to his home when he just witnessed his father at school. yes, they lived in seperate houses - it's not like they would get along well under the same roof. actually, taehyung couldn't remember the last time he had a proper talk with his father. even when he had to moved, it was his mother who informed him they needed to.

then, his father suddenly appeared out of no where, caught a glimpse of jungkook, questioned him whom he was to taehyung and demanded that he stayed away from jungkook and strongly refused to have him near taehyung without giving proper reason, as always with his i-don't-give-a-shit-you're-my-son-so-do-what-i-say kind of tone.

he sighed, leaning his head against the locker as those memories replayed in his head, thinking why his father could ruin his wonderful time here with single conversation.

"what's with those sighs?"

he turned his head to witness jimin - his arms folded on his chest, his legs crossed at the ankle where his boots' neck ended (which he favored over sneakers 'cause he thought they added some inches to his tiny self) as he leaned on the lockers sideways. his eyes drained of colors as they bored imto taehyung's orbs.

"and your eyes're dead."

"had to deal with my sperm donor's temper tantrum."

"same."

"fucking daddy issues."

"fuck them indeed."

he returned jimin gaze which broke after a minute and both bursted into wide smiles. taehyung straightened up and turned to key to open his locker.

"what happened?"

"the shit you're dating caused a fire. i got involved, and papa ain't appreciative about it."

"seems so." taehyung mumbled as he eyed the bruise in the corner of jimin's lips, cringing abit and thanking whtever god for not giving him an abusive dad, at least.

"and who's the dick am i dating?"

"that would be me."

his body became rigid at the voice just behind him and he knew it was too close, too close that he couldn't even dare to turn around to face the voice owner. he gulped, thinking why he spat that question out in the first place.

"j-jungkook?"

"yeah?"

he couldn't stutter more. and he lost count how many times he gulped. jungkook's breath tickling his neck, his strong arms wrapped around him and a soft kiss under his ear; they were enough to make him faint right at the place.

"gross."

he jolted and accidently sent his elbow right towards jungkook's hard stomach at jimin's snarky comment on their PDA, making jungkook grimaced at the contact.

"shit! kook, you okay?"

"it's fine."

taehyung's eyes widened immediately at the sight of jungkook's face. he gasped, reaching his hands out to caress the cut on the jaw.