taetaeggukie (ao3)
"Can you please just give my glasses back? They don't belong to you," Taehyung spoke and before he knew, two swords, sharp as the edge of a modern kitchen knife, were pointed at his neck with the intention to harm.
"How dare you speak to His Majesty that way! You should show some respect to your Pharaoh."
Taehyung only had two words; Oh fuck.
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aka the story of how Taehyung accidentally travels back in time and somehow manages to seduce the pharaoh
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Loud noises of the traffic from the window echoed in Taehyung's brain, making him annoyed.
The cars honking and just the general noise that of humans, made sure he could not work in peace. Surely, a scientist (read: historian) like him could get a better lab to work in, right?
He would, but people thought he was crazy.
He always knew he was different from most people, hated big crowds, hated socializing. Okay, that was a bit too far. He felt content in the presence of his friend, Bogum. But that was mostly it and he may or may not started suspecting Bogum started resenting him as well.
He worked under a big company name, which made him move all the way from his home city of Daegu to the capital of Egypt, Cairo.
Bogum came with him as well, but unlike him, his friend worked in a different lab. The whole company was led by a rich businessman that never really gave a shit about his employees, especially those that were on the bottom of the food pyramid.
He was obviously struggling with his Arabic, trying to converse with people in his poor English- not a very good idea, especially when it came to his English pronunciations- they fucking sucked.
So as much time as he had to learn that tiny bit of Arabic that he managed in his free time - usually he used google translate, not the smartest choice in his opinion.
He only got a full-time job about a year back, so the reason he was sent all across the globe to Egypt was most likely to mock him. Or maybe Bogum pulled a few strings- he was the boss of his department nonetheless.
They apparently discovered some new discoveries in the depths of the pyramids and brought it back to him. He was a genius in his area, but he simply got on with old scrolls of papyrus more than humans- sue him already.
Despite knowing zero Arabic, apart from 'Hello' and 'Can I have a large sized pepperoni pizza with extra tomato sauce?', he knew quite a lot about ancient Egypt.
From the early stages of his life, he was quite the history nerd and Egyptians never failed to surprise him. So yes, even though he was taken with Bogum to the other side of the planet, he did not have anything to complain about.
Except, for the damn traffic.
He was used to traffic, he supposed, but it was never this much. He lived on the more outskirts of the city and he never had to deal with annoying ass screaming and honking and other shit that people do in the streets-
Taehyung gritted his teeth as he fixed the red glasses that never suited him on top of his nose. Sadly it was the only thing he had to help him see anything. He would wear contact lenses, but sadly he ran out and he lost the other pair.
The man cursed under his breath and took his glasses off- placed them down next to the paper he was currently examining- and banged his head against the table.
