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chapter 10

after reading the news, taehyung scrambled from his feet to get his phone. he quickly searched for his dad’s number on his contacts.

as soon as he saw it, he tapped it and chose 'call'.

the other line was ringing and taehyung couldn't feel anything but worry, he's patting his feet on the tiled floor, biting his thumb as he waited for his dad to answer the call.

“dad!” he started, as soon as the phone beeped.

“what is it.. taehyung?” his dad queries, trying to be collected and calm for his son.

“i—i saw the news about you..” on the other line, the president closed his eyes as he sighed, “don't worry about it tae, it's already been fixed. the FBI and the presidential security are doing a great job in protecting your me. you don't have to be nervous my taehyungie.” his dad assured, even though he was also nervous about the situation, he should— must remain calm for his son.

taehyung isn't great at handling things like this, he shouldn't cry too much and laugh so hard because his immune system was weak.

“i hope you're r-really okay..i don't want to l-lose you.” taehyung almost cried at the last phrase, his voice came out as whisper.

his dad chuckled trying to light up the mood, “taehyung. school is starting soon, you have to worry about that and not me. there are people who secures my safety. so, don't worry.. and may i ask, is jungkook doing a great job?”

taehyung’s face flushed in deep red at the mention of the other’s name, “y-yeah.. i guess? i mean he's okay.. just fine.” he answered, releasing a deep breathe at the end.

“really? you seem not so sure about him.. ” a glint of curiosity hidden in his dad’s voice.

“oh no! i— he's fine.. he's doing just great!” taehyung answered, pitch higher than his usual voice.

“okay.. as you say so,” his dad muttered, taehyung heard some muffled voice on the other line.

“tae, i have to go now. i won't be in korea for a month for some matter. i hope you behave well. i love you” with that, the call ended.

taehyung groaned mentally as he thought about jungkook after the call with his dad, the latter was invading his mind and has been making him feel giddy and happy. he only met jungkook for a short period of time but the other was already giving taehyung a hard time.

why does he have to be built like that! taehyung complained, subconsciously.

taehyung knows he's a sucker for muscley guys, he actually have photos of chris evans saved privately on his phone.

jungkook was not helping at all, the guy was built up from head to toe, his thighs was something anyone would die for.

taehyung gulped as he shook his head, as dirty thoughts of jungkook entered his mind. deciding to clear his mind, he proceeded to his room to arrange all the things that he bought last night with jungkook.

taehyung was in the middle of placing the painting he bought when jungkook entered his room. taehyung was reaching high so that the painting will be placed just fine when his shirt rode up, revealing his soft milky tummy.

jungkook absentmindedly licked his dry lips, “fuck!” he snapped out of his thoughs when he heard the petite guy shrieked holding a hand against his chest, “what?” he asked as he crossed his arms.

taehyung could notice the jungkook’s biceps flexing under his thin white shirt, he was mentally drooling at the sight, “i—i..”

fuck, get yourself together taehyung! he mentally grumbled.