Babygirl | t.k.

three

Taehyung walked through the bedroom door, stepping out into the long hallway.  Pictures of Jeongguk and his family filled the burgundy walls. He walked up to one that caught his attention, smiling at the tiny Jeongguk holding hands with, what Taehyung thought, was his mother. Jeongguk looked only five years old, and his mother and himself wore giant smiles.

Taehyung's stomach grumbled loudly, so he took that as a signal to continue on his adventure to the kitchen. He made his way through the hallway and down the stairs, finally making it into the kitchen.

Jeongguk's kitchen was stunningly gorgeous. The cabinets were made out of wood, with a wooden island in the middle. A mini-bar was to the side. Walking furthur in, Taehyung saw how the wall curved outward, creating a space that held a couch. Windows were all around it, opening the view of the outdoors.

Jeongguk was sat on a bar-stool, watching a man cook bacon and pancakes. His features lit up when he saw Taehyung.

Jeongguk motioned for Taehyung to sit down in the stool beside him. "I bet you're hungry. Art here," he nodded towards the chef, "is just finishing up cooking the last few pieces bacon. Sorry, I should have asked you if you liked it. Or if you were allergic. Are you?"

Taehyung made his way to the stool, hopping up onto it. He shook his head at Jeongguk's question, not in the mood to talk.

Jeongguk nodded, sending a hopeful smile towards Art.

Art turned around from the hot stove, placing four pieces of sizzling bacon and two pancakes in front of Taehyung, and the same amount in front of the other.

Jeongguk turned to Taehyung, "That's Art, my family's chef. He and his husband moved from Thailand to Star City a couple years ago."

Art sent a big smile Taehyung's way. "Mew's still at home in bed. You know him, Jeongguk. Always asleep! You know, he takes after someone I know..." Art pointed a pancake-batter-covered spoon Jeongguk's way with a mischevious smile.

Jeongguk faked gasped, hand over his heart. "I do not sleep that much! I just need my beauty rest."

Art rolled his eyes playfully, "I'll leave you two to eat. It was nice to meet you, Taehyung."

Taehyung didn't respond, instead he kept eating the amazing bacon strips and pancakes. They were drowning in Art's homemade maple syrup.

The pair ate in silence, just how Taehyung wanted it.

Jeongguk was almost finished with his third pancake when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He looked towards the screen, sighing deeply.

Namjoon: Something popped up on the radar. We need you here, stat. I already called in the rest of the team, so just get your ass here.

Jeongguk glanced at Taehyung, smiling softly at the boy who was still stuffing his mouth with food.

"Hey, Tae, you might want to slow down. Don't want you getting sick again." Taehyung nodded, setting down his fork and leaning back in the stool.

"I-uhm, I need to go. I have a business meeting to go too. I'll get Mew over here to drive you home, okay?" Jeongguk hopped down from the stool, setting his dirty plate in the sink. Taehyung copied the process before coming to stand in front of the taller man.

Jeongguk swiped through his contacts until he landed on Mew's name.

Ring...

Ring...

Ri-

"Hello....?" A sleepy Mew answered, desperatly trying to stay awake.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS? IT'S ALMOST ONE IN THE AFTERNOON! GET UP AND GET DOWN HERE."