Sugar (Mistae) ✅

Eight

Third Person POV

Misun walked through his front door, head down and thoughts racing through his head. He didn't know what to think.

What to feel.

A flurry of thoughts were going through his head right now.

And the one thing jumping to the front of his mind...

Was Taejung being genuine?

It wasn't about the mafia.

Wasn't about the terrifying emotion going through him right now.

It was about whether Taejung actually liked him or not.

Maybe he was just feeling pitiful.

Or maybe his parents were pushing him into it, he'd heard his parents talking about it before.

Misun shook his head and found his father sitting on the couch, reading a book. "Appa!"

"Hey there, buddy." He out the hook down and smiled, running a hand through his son's hair. "How was your day today?"

Misun's smile dropped a little.

"T-taejung asked me out today." He mumbled, looking down. His father pulled him onto the couch.

"Did he tell you?"

"Y-you know?"

"Yes, he told me." His father sighed and looked up. "I'm not going to judge them. I really have no right to, we don't know what led them to following such a life style. And I don't want you jumping to conclusions, either, Misun. He likes you, he really does."

"I-i..." Misun looked down. "I hurt his feelings."

"What did you say?"

"I was scared Appa! But I didn't want to hurt his feelings...I thought he'd...he'd...kill me..."

"Oh Misun..." He whispered. "That boy would never do anything to harm you. If you saw him like I did when he asked me if he could ask you out...he likes you."

"He does?" Misun looked up at his appa. "Sometimes...sometimes I wonder if he really does. I...I like him appa, I really do. I like him so much! And he's...he's perfect. He's rich, handsome, smart, kind...he's everything that anybody could ever want.

And he wants me?"

"Do not degrade yourself like that, Misun. Any man would be lucky to have you. He genuinely likes you if that is what you are worried about. Know that."

"I-i should apologize to him..." Misun looked down.

"Tomorrow. You've had a long day and need to rest. I suppose you didn't give him an answer when he asked you out, either?"

"Would you be mad if I said yes?"

"No. I think it's good to think about those things. Your mother took a whole month to finally agree to date me." Misun's father smiled a little sadly at the fond memory.

Misun nodded. "I-i...I think I'm going to accept."

"I'm not stopping you. That boy sees you as his everything. And he would never hurt you. If he did, he'd have to deal with me, anyway." Misun smiled a little at his over protective father and gave him a huge hug.

"Thank you, appa. I love you."

"I love you, too."

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"He rejected me." Taejung stared at his hands, sitting on the bed. Yoongi sighed, rolling his eyes slightly as he stared at his computer screen.

Why him?

Why did Taking have to come into his office and bother him?

"He did not reject you, Taejung." He reminded the kid. "He merely said he had to think about it."

"He thought I'd kill him if he said no!"

"Can you blame him?" Yoongi said, turning to face the kid. Taejung looked up. "We work in a motherfucking mafia, kid. Who in their right mind wouldn't be scared?"

"It just...it hurts."

"Do you like him?"

"Yes."

"Would you ever hurt him?"

"No."

"And did you tell him that?"

"Yes."

"Then there's nothing else you can do. It's up to Misun, and really, if I'm being honest, he's not going to reject you. He just needs some time to process everything and get his thoughts straight. Even if he said something to you, it was probably just because he was shocked and scared."

"I don't want him to be scared of me."

"He isn't."

"What do you mean?"

"He isn't scared of you, Taejung. He knows you, you're always the softest bear around him. Hes scared of taking a step further into a relationship with you."

"He's terrified of the mafia."

"I don't think he is." Yoongi shook his head and. "I think he's just scared that you're not genuine."

"What?"

"Come on. You have to have realized that Misun isn't the lost confident of people. He's probably feeling insecure about whether you really like him or not."

"But I do!"

"Don't tell me that. Tell that to him."

"Then I will." Taejung got up.

"Sit your ass down." Yoongi growled. Taejung froze and immediately sat. Yoongi groaned, fighting the urge to roll his eyes.

Why was teenage love so complicated?

This was too much effort.

"Just let him come to you. Treat him like a frightened animal. He'll come to you eventually, but the minute you go towards him he'll flee. So give him the time he asked for and I'm sure everything will turn out fine."