Affair (A Vkook story)

Chapter Nine: Father

Taehyung's POV
The man bowed to me quickly.

"I'm Suga. I'm the new head butler," the man said.

I bowed my head at him as well. It made sense now why there was clothes prepared for me.

"I'm Taehyung," I replied.

Suga seemed to have a realization of some sort as he adjusted his uniform.

"So you are Kim Taehyung. I should tell the truth then... My real name is Min Yoongi and I'm here to take you home. I was sent by Namjoon and Jin," the boy said.

My eyes widened in surprise. I have never seen Yoongi in person, but I have heard about him from Namjoon.

"However, it's going to take some time before you could leave smoothly. He's a ve-," Yoongi began to say.

"I'm not going," I muttered, looking away.

"What do you mean you're not going?! Isn't he illegally keeping you here?!" Yoongi asked.

I sighed as I felt my eyes begin to water.

"It's not that simple... Jungkook, he's right. He deserves this baby more than I do," I began to explain.

Yoongi seemed to be stressed. He ran a hand through his hair.

"Are you stupid?! You're the one carrying the child. If anything, you deserve the kid!" Yoongi half yelled at me.

I looked down at my fingers as I played with them nervously.

"But, do I even have the means for a child? I'm only a bartender," I replied.

Yoongi rolled his eyes at me.

"How about this... I'll convince you that you're enough, then I can complete this job," Yoongi offered.

I looked at him for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

Jungkook's POV
I was at the bar, only one beer in, when I heard my phone begin to ring.

Jimin 😷 calling...

I quickly pressed the red decline button.

I picked up my drink once more only to see Jimin was still calling me. After I chugged my beer down, I finally picked up the phone.

"What is so important?" I half yelled and half whispered into the phone.

The bar tender across from me gave me a weird look. I fumbled in my pocket and took out some cash to hand the bar tender. Jimin ruined the mood.

"You're father knows. He's coming to your house right now," Jimin spoke into the phone.

I quickly ended the call and called a taxi to pick me up. There was no time to get Taehyung out of the mansion. What was I going to do? My father would definitely try to kill Taehyung. Any proof against the company is worth killing for him.

As soon as I got into the taxi I blabbered my address.

I pulled out a couple hundreds from my wallet.

"I'll pay two hundred extra if you get there as fast as you can," I stated.

The driver quickly complied and hit the gas.

Namjoon's POV
"What do you mean he doesn't want to leave?!" I yelled at Yoongi.

Yoongi sat in our apartment couch, sipping some tea that Jin made for him. The fluffy dog that Taehyung left behind was asleep next to Yoongi.

"I mean what I say. It's like Jungkook convinced him that he wasn't good enough," Yoongi continued.

He stood up and began to put on his jacket.