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"I'm so sorry for that Kookie... My parents are so damn embarrassing." Taehyung and Jungkook were now in Taehyungs bed room, sitting on the floor playing overwatch. "It's fine. They're entertaining, especially your father when he isn't being mean." Taehyung nodded and then let out a loud groan when he lost. "This game is rigged! You always win!" Jungkook let put a low chuckle at how bad Taehyung was at playing. "They don't call me 'golden' for nothing." Jungkook smirked and Taehyung let out a sigh.

Taehyung suddenly let out a loud sigh. "I call for another game!" Jungkook shrugged and started a new game. This time Taehyung had a strategy. He smirked as soon as he was getting close to the end of the game. When the time came, he blew into Jungkooks ears and then sent kisses down his neck while also focusing on the game. Jungkook seemed to react a bit but not enough to make him lose. So Taehyung did what he needed to... "Daddy..." Taehyung then grabbed Jungkooks dick, causing him to completely lose the game. Taehyung cheered at his victory while Jungkook was sending him glares.

"You cheated! That isn't fair at all." Jungkook was like a whiny baby now. He had never lost a game of overwatch before. "I didn't cheat! I just used strategy." Taehyung was sticking his tongue out at the oldest but soon regretted it deeply. "Does my baby boy want a punishment for making me so hard?" Taehyung prayed for someone to just come bursting through the door and save him, and boy were his prayers answered.

Jimin walked into Taehyungs room only to see Jungkook so close. Taehyung took this as a chance to free him self by shouting, "Rape!" Jungkook facepalmed himself and looked at Jimin. "Jimin, I promise you I'm not raping him." Jungkook was now side glaring at Taehyung, sending chills down his spine. "Well, I came over to ask if you wanted to hang out with the others and I but you're clearly busy so... bye!" Taehyung wanted to stop Jimin from leaving but he was too late. 😔

"Kookie! I don't want to do this." Taehyung was curled into a ball on his bed whining. "Calm down Taetae. I won't do it if you don't want to." Truth is, Taehyung did want to but he wasn't going to risk anything anymore. "I don't want it Kookie! I just want ice cream." Jungkook chuckled at Taehyungs goofiness before opening the door to leave. Taehyung thought Jungkook was mad at him so he ran after him and back hugged him, refusing to let go. "No! I'm sorry I don't want to do it. Please don't leave!" Jungkook was confused and started laughing at the youngers stupidity. "I wasn't leaving, I was just going to get you ice cream like you wanted." Taehyungs face turned completely red from the embarrassment.

He let go of Jungkook and kissed him. "I'm gonna go get you that-" Jungkook was suddenly interrupted by his phone ringing. Taehyung thought something was wrong because Jungkooks eyes went wide at the screen and he looked like he was sweating. He looked nervous and then excused himself. Taehyung nodded but wanted to know who it was.

Jungkook was acting quite weird and Taehyung wanted to find out what caused his behavior. Taehyung followed him down the hall and listened into his conversation. He was worried that something might have happened. He made sure not to make any sound so that Jungkook wouldn't see him.

"What's going on?" He heard Jungkook starting to speak. ''Jungkook, it's father. He's in the hospital. You need to get here quickly." Taehyung was now more worried. He really loves Mr. Jeon because of how nice and accepting he was. He was scared that something might have happened to him. As soon as Jungkook hung up, he heard a small voice voice behind him. He knew it was Taehyung.

Taehyung went up to Jungkook and back hugged him. "What happened Kookie?" Jungkook shook his head. "Just a little accident but I need to go. I'll see you later." Jungkook kissed Taehyungs temple and left. Tae was now left alone. His parents were out on a date because Taehyungs father was trying to get his wife back.

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