In which you are a prude theology student and one day, your sneaky twin brother sent you a link to the livestream of an infamous camboy, Park Jimin.
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Chimminiemine: "shit, baby, you're so hot!"
Anon777: "Yes!! daddy wants to see more!"
DaddyTae: "...
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They signed a paper which Hoseok just wrote about ten minutes ago, with his unexpectedly beautifully crafted handwriting which made Taehyung's jaws dropped. He handed it to the male who sat across him, parting his mouth in awe.
Taehyung then took the pen and signed the paper. Now he's officially moving in. He closed the pen lid and handed it back to Hoseok.
"I've already transferred you the money..." Taehyung said, facing his phone screen toward Hoseok to show his recent mobile banking activity. He sent exactly 500.000 won with no deposit as the rent payment, since Hoseok is a good man or so he insisted.
It was quite cheap for a man who owned a Gucci collection that each item may surpass the price of the rent. Taehyung even insisted to pay more but the latter refused because he didn't need that much of money— just like his sister had told them earlier.
He just needs some decent amount of extra cash for yeah, stuff.
"Why?" Hoseok cocked an eyebrow as he placed the signed paper inside a yellow colored map while Taehyung asked the question, crossing both of his arms and his legs on top of the chair.
"Why what?" The brunette questioned back.
"Why would you rent me your room? Don't you afraid I might have a hidden agenda?" Hoseok laughed at Taehyung.
"Let me ask you a question first then I'll answer yours." The brunette blurted out.
Taehyung pulled out a cocky grin. "Drop it while it is hot."
"How can you be openly... you know... openlygay?" He hesitantly asked, resting his arms on top of the yellow map he placed on the table, fiddling with his fingers.
Taehyung pursed his lips into a thin line although it wasn't long before he burst into a fit of laughter.
"Why can't I? I mean come on. It's 2019, not 1990 for fuck sake." He laughed, Hoseok sighed with his answer.
"I know. But that doesn't mean people won't talk shit about you. Especially not here, in Korea." Hoseok replied.
Taehyung simply shrugged. "So? I don't care. This is my life and why do I have to bother with a stranger's opinion?" With all the confidence, he stated. The confidence he didn't get within a night. He built it within years.
"Don't you afraid that you might have your life harder? Getting a job, getting friends?" Hoseok asked but Taehyung obviously has no answer for that.
Because other than suffering emotional distress caused by his own family, he never actually had his life hard especially since he has a lot of money. Although that amount of money still won't enough to shoo one devil in his house though, his aunt.
