Mafia's Baby ˡ Taekook ˡ

Problematic... [3]

Taehyung laid wide awake on his bed that night. His mind was still trying to comprehend what Jungkook had told him at the bar. Tae sat up running a hand through his hair. He knew sleep would not come to him that night. The mafia.

He questioned what Jungkook did for the mafia. Did he carry out orders? Was he the one in charge? Did he make the decisions? Tae knew he would be asking Jungkook these questions for the rest of his life.

      Sighing softly, Tae got off his bed and made his way to the kitchen. 'Maybe a drink would help' he thought preparing a cup of green tea. He glanced back over to his bed, noticing his phone lay on the bedside table. He wondered if Jungkook would be awake or not

      Though Tae didn't want to disturb him if he was sleeping or busy, he knew himself sleep was an importance to the human body, even though he struggled with that himself. He thought he was acting like a clingy boyfriend. The 'click' from his kettle brought his attention away from the electronic device and to the steaming piece of metal in front of him. Once the tea was made, Tae sat on his sofa staring at the blank screen of his TV.

        He debated whether to turn it on or not. Nothing good would possibly come on, though. Probably the news talking about another disaster in the world or the fact there was a murderer loose near him. It was a norm he had become accustomed to: turning on the TV at God knows what hour and listening to the news absentmindedly.
    
          Taehyung has never been one to become trouble easily, but since that text he had received the text from Jungkook a few days prior, his mind had become problematic. All e could think about was this person he barely knew. Deep down, Tae was scared. Scared for a lot. He was conflicted.

          His feelings had gone haywire. Throughout his life, he'd always questioned his...desires to certain people, or, certain genders. But now he'd met Jungkook, he didn't know anymore. And again, this was problematic. His parents weren't the most accepting of homosexuality, but that wasn't what he was worried about. He was scared of Jungkook.

        Meeting Jungkook for the first time scared him. He hadn't expected a handsome, young man. In all honesty, Tae has expected to me a fifty year old, grumpy-ass Male. But Tae was scared of what Jungkook was making him feel. Jungkook's piercing brown eyes made him feel strange...like he wanted to submit to him then and there. His strong jawline looked like it was ready to cut a bitch.

         Tae gulped his green tea slowly and Shakily. He didn't want these thoughts. These feelings. Every time he closed his eyes all he pictured Jungkook there in all of his glory. He shook his head and turned on the TV to distract his mind.

           But there was nothing exciting on. Always the same things being reported. But after about five minutes, the news reporter started speaking about this rich business owner  who was buying the bar where Tae worked and a few important buildings. Tae's eyebrows furrowed as he leaned forward in his seat clutching his porcelain cup in his hands.

        Tae almost dropped his cup when he saw who the business owner was. It was non other then Jungkook. Had the male lied to Tae? Did he tell him he worked for the mafia to scare him? Or perhaps to impress him? He didn't know, but he knew that would be the next question he asked. It was also then did he realise Tae would be seeing him more often now Jungkook has bought his place of work.

      Tae sighed finishing his tea. He switched his tv off and chucked the remote on the other end of his sofa. Tae abandoned his empty cup on the coffee table and solemnly walked to his bed, flopping onto it after letting out a loud sigh.

       Jungkook was becoming problematic to the blonde, and he didn't like it. Not one bit.

A/N Sorry it's short, just a filler chapter ^-^