HES ON A
DIFFERENT LEVEL"Hi my names Jeon Jungkook here for an appointment with Kim Taehyung."
Jungkook was currently in front of the receptionist desk. Obviously he didn't want to be there. He would only roll his eyes every time someone would look at him. He wasn't in the mood to be here and didn't want to be there at all. With his tournament next week he doesn't see the point of coming here of all places when he should be at the gym with his coach working on new techniques and reflexes.
He hates every second every fucking second sitting in the damn chair waiting for his turn to be called into the office. "What's taking so fucking long-" but his words were cut off when he heard a beautiful voice come his way.
"Thanks Mr. Kim I feel way better I'll continue doing the exercises you've given me."
"Your welcome hopefully you'll be swimming again very soon." His smile as he waves his patient bye is euphorically cosmic. His eyes glistening like stars from intergalactic universe. His smile making Jungkook himself go in a daze.
He looks over and walks to Jungkook himself. "So your Jeon Jungkook?""Y-yes" Jungkook began wondering why he was stuttering from someone like Taehyung. Taehyung only slightly giggled at Jungkook in daze. "Okay you can come to the back bunny boy."
"Bunny boy?" Jungkook says with furrrowed eyebrows. "Yeah you look like a bunny you know ?"
"I don't think so."
"Well I do think so."
"I'm not some bunny boy, princess" Jungkook says attempting to flirt with his therapist but was ultimately failing when he was given the response. "D-dont call me that" with a flustered Taehyung walking back to his office. Jungkook only smirked as he followed behind the particular male.
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"So your coach sent me something about you pulling a muscle in you shoulder" He says scattering for loose files and applications. "Yes, beautiful" Jungkook says watching the older frantically look for application packets but soon to his dismay Taehyung ends up hitting his head on the counter. Taehyung hisses in pain rubbing his head. "Oh shit are you okay." Jungkook says with his eyes widened.
"Yeah could you please refrain from calling me such things I'm at work." He looks up blush covering his cheeks, glasses almost falling off. Hair was a flattering pink yet messy. His lips were plump and slick and all Jungkook could do was worry and stare at Taehyung. "And why should I"
"B-Because I said so.."
"Hmm?"
"Jungkook lets get your application done and over with please. Your being distracting."
"And how am I being distracting, doll?"
"Y-you just are." He says flustered throwing the packet at Jungkook before leaving the room in frustration. Taehyung being frustrated never had this problem with his clients. "What is wrong with him?" He talks to himself wondering why Jungkook was acting the way he was.
"Hey taehyung!" A voice called down the hallway. It was Seokjin, Taehyungs boss. "Hey!" He looks up frantically trying to clean his appearance up. pushing up his glasses before looking Seokjin in the face. "You okay there, you look flushed and red what's wrong."
"N-nothi-"
"Hey princess! I finished the paperwork." Jungkook says walking down the hall towards Taehyung not giving a damn thing about seokjin being there at the moment. "Oh who's this Taehyung?" Seokjin looked confused as he furrowed his eyebrows. "I-I'll tell you later, hold on."
Taehyung grabs Jungkook by the wrist and pulls him into the nearest closed area. "Look bunny boy, we just met! So stop calling me these names!" Jungkook didn't care and he wasn't going to stop. Instead of listening he blocked Taehyung in the corner, slamming one hand by his head. Watching Taehyung flinch under him. "Look here princess I finished the application, now I don't see anything on here about nicknames or anything of that nature." Taehyung felt the tension rising as jungkooks voice got deeper by the second. He looked angry.
"If there nothing on the damn packet about nicknames than I'll continue calling you princess understand, princess?" He only smirked knowing Taehyung wouldn't say anything back. But, oh oh was he wrong. "Oh shush," Taehyung hits Jungkook worst shoulder and immediately Jungkook groans in pain. "What the fuck was that for!"
"It's your fault perverted bastard."
"Just make it stop hurting." Taehyung rolls his eyes looking at an over reacting Jungkook. "It doesn't even look like it hurts." Jungkook only glares at Taehyung. Annoyed because he told Taehyung he shoulder hurts so why hit him directly. "Why would you do that?!"
"I forgot okay." They begin to walk back to Taehyungs office. "Forgot my ass"
"Shut it, or I won't help."
"Feisty aren't we?" Jungkook says poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. Jungkook knowing this won't be easy trying to get Taehyung to like him back. Because to him Taehyung is on a different level.
"Shut up before I stick a fucking pen up your ass"
"That's not something you should say to your patients now is it princess."
Taehyungs groans as he slams the door keeping Jungkook on the other side of the door.
"wait.. TAEHYUNG! I was just kidding !!" He says banging on the door. All the patients in the hallway staring at the scene between the two. Wondering how after meeting something like this has surfaced. No one has ever seen Taehyung this upset before since they've been there.
'I guess physical therapy isn't that bad'
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