Upbringing🌹Taekook🌹

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Taehyung pulled down on his suit jacket and fastened his tie, he scooped up some gel slicking his hair to the side. He looked forward scouring his face in the mirror for anything to be fixed. He wiped off a drop of gel that had dripped onto his forehead before turning off the light and heading to the dining room.

"Good morning father," Taehyung said as he made his way to his chair. He gently sat down to his father's side, his father being at the head of the table. They were both wearing nice blue suits that would completely match if Taehyung's wasn't a shade lighter.

"Did you sleep early for the party?" Mr. Kim said as he placed his napkin over his lap. "Yes father' Taehyung answered back, not missing a beat. He had been groomed to have perfect manners around his father and to quickly answer back when spoken to.

Taehyung did as his father had done and placed his napkin over his lap. His hands sat intertwined on top of the napkin as he waited for the food to arrive.

Taehyung's father was usually a man of few words and fairly reserved. "Tired?" he asked as he watched Taehyung cover his yawn with his hand. "I just need to wake up a bit" Taehyung said calmly before looking to the kitchen doors that were now open.

The chef himself rolled the cart of food over to the two men before serving them. "You're dismissed" Mr. Kim spit out as the chef finished serving the plates. The chef just bowed before pushing the cart back to the kitchen. Silence enveloped the room as they ate.

The ring of tableware colliding sounded every couple of seconds. With each clink Taehyung slowly lost his nerve until he sat down his silverware and asked to be excused. As he was Taehyung placed his napkin gently on his plate before bowing quickly and leaving the room.

Taehyung couldn't stand staying in the same room as his father for long. He felt as if he was being strangled with each passing second of silence. That's why he wasn't looking forward to the party. One of those parties where he's with all of his father's friends and he has to constantly hold his breath in fear of making a mistake.

Taehyung sighed softly as he looked out into the distance. He was now on his bedroom balcony, a fairly large balcony with a little table and chair off to the side. He was just leaning against the railing, it was a bit uncomfortable sitting down seeing as how yesterday was his first time.

He stood there for a while a breeze gently passing by, a smile crept to his face and his hair swayed gently in the wind, he was at peace. He couldn't tell how long he had been standing there but he knew it had been awhile when a butler came to his door. The butler informed him that his father was waiting down stairs in the car and advised him to quickly meet him.

Taehyung knew his father wasn't the most patient person so, as advised, he briskly walked down to the car that lied in wait for him.

"Did you intend to make me wait forever" Mr. Kim said as his son came into view. "My apologies father" Taehyung said as he quickly stumbled into the car. He winced ever so slightly as he plopped down onto his seat and behind him a butler closed the door.

His father just scoffed and turned his attention to his phone, he was quite the busy person. Taehyung leaned against his arm that was pushed to the window. He gazed out at the passing terrain and let his mind wander, there was everything from lakes to plains to large forests, all blurring together.

He didn't let his mind go too far, he didn't want any lingering thoughts or daydreams to interfere with his mannerisms.

Both of the men were ready and waiting as they pulled up onto the mansion of the party. They waited in their seats until a butler stepped forward and opened the door for them.

Butlers greeted each guest warmly, telling them where to go and to enjoy themselves. The Kim's were no exception, as they walked up the steps to the house they passed many people who greeted them from their station.

As they walked through the front door a grand palace awaited them tall roofs, large chandeliers, grand staircases that lead to a second floor and a fountain smack dab in the middle of the room. Nothing they weren't used to, they had actually been to this house a couple times before, though the fountain was new.

People were scattered around, people they recognized and people they didn't. The two of them walked in silence until they reached the host of the party, a long time friend of Mr. Kim's. Beside him was Chaegum, his son and a "friend" of Taehyung's. They didn't really hang out together but were civil enough. Everyone said hello starting with the younger men then the older.

"Run along with Chaegum' Mr. Kim said as he placed a nudging hand on Taehyung's back and soon the two boys were walking away leaving the others to talk.

They had quickly wound up at the snack table, it wasn't a secret that Taehyung was starving. He grabbed a little plate and served himself a variety of foods, you could have one of the Butler's serve you but Taehyung figured it was more trouble then worth.

"Hungry?" Chaegum asked with his hand on his hip and a gentle smile on his lips. Taehyung just nodded his head, he had a bite of food in his mouth. "How about some wine" Chaegum asked as he made his way to the table. There was an assortment of find wine lined up one next to the other. How could he say no, he had food in his mouth and above all he was only the son of a guest.

Taehyung chased down his food with the red wine Chaegum had chosen. "Wanna see something cool" Chaegum blurted out excitedly, and of course Taehyung answered back yeah with a bit of excitement as well.

Taehyung followed closely behind Chaegum as he led him down to the cellar. Chains could be heard clinking together as they opened the door. Taehyung looked over to the source only to see a mass of pale white limbs crawling over each other.

About eight or so girls and boys were all huddled up in a corner. They had on underwear but they were G-string panties that didn't give much protection. "As a surprise my father is going to auction off these slaves" Chaegum said with a big smile on his face. "Is that so" Taehyung said back, his voice trailing off at the end, honestly he wasn't interested. They all looked frail and small, not exactly his thing.

"If you want I can have my father put one aside for you," he said gleaming, he was very proud of himself. Taehyung looked back at the pile of squirming meat before politely declining. "I see" Chaegum said obviously disappointed "well whatever then, let's go back up" he said spinning on his heels and heading to the door of the cellar.

As Taehyung stared at the slaves he found one that reminded him of Jungkook when he first arrived, a skinny frail body, a head of thin brown hair, and shining eyes that hid how dead they were inside.

"Are you coming?"

"Yeah."