A Little Taehyung • vkook

Chap 10

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Taehyung grunts under his breath as he sank even more in the water.

He should be enjoying the bathroom, but he could only mutter under his breath and make bubbles with the soap.

He was tired, irritated.

It had been 4 weeks, 2 days and 7 hours well counted since he was living with Jungkook, it is not necessary clear up the hindrance it felt wrong.

— Are you done? — Oy from the other side of the door and put his head in the water, overwhelmed.

If it were for him, he would stay all
day there. — Tae, it's cold, you will be sick. —Said Jungkook before opening
the door.

Taehyung grunt under his breath and made a
pellet. — I don't want to go out. — He complained looking at the other man.

His face turn red.

Jungkook smiled sideways and the
Taehyung's heart cringed.

God what beautiful smile.

Lately the older one was smiling more, it wasn't so grumpy and it was even joking, thing
that made him very nervous.

— Either you go out on your own or I take you out. — Jungkook threatening to take it between his hands and Taehyung was startled taking the mini towel that was next to him, tying her to the waist.

— I could report you for trying to
rape me. — Threatened the little one while he shakes his head like a dog.

Jungkook uncover the pipe letting the water flow.

I didn't even want to imagine what it would be like or how it would rape that little...
Fuck, what a horrible mental image.

— And I could report you for attempted robbery and give us damages.
You have already broken 3 plates and 2 glasses,
You also threw me something. — Jungkook, diverting the subject while he kept everything in its respective place.

— All right! I got it, I'm awkward. — Confessed
Taehyung, taking a piece of paper hygienic to dry his hair.
The oldest took the piece without taking out his smile and began to dry Taehyung's hair with his fingers.

Taenyung sigh and closed the eyes.

It felt so good to be pampered by Jungkook, he loved it.

— You behave like a child when in you are actually 17 years old. — Jungkook said
mocking, waking the little one from his
ensonation.

— Almost 18, for your information. —Responded with fake arrogance.

— Taehyung, when is your birthday, baby? —
Inquiry Jungkook emphasizing the
last word, stealing a snort from Taehyung.

A snort that hid a smile.

— 30th December, now go, fool. — He complained while taking a boxer and putting it on, taking care that Jungkook didn't see anything of his sacred parts.

— Little shirt is missing. — The older one comment putting the shirt on Taehung with his
fingers.

The little boy nodded, shaking with a smile.

— It will be the first birthday in a long time
in which I will not feel alone. — Tae says with a radiant smile.

And Jungkook couldn't react, the little one looked completely calm before what was
said more seemed not to notice the sadness that it took to say them.

— I'm glad. — Dubitative replied.

— Taehyung.

He shrugged and jumped to the ground before walking to the living room.

Jungkook hurry to finish ordering everything in the bathroom, then go after the little one.

Taehyung looked very focused while he looked through the window in silence.

Jungkook smile, he looked so beautiful and small in that position, so cuddly.
A whole porcelain doll.

— What do you want for dinner?

Taehyung smile. — Spaghettis. — Answered pouting, Jungkook hated pasta and Tae knew it very well.

The biggest sighed walking to the
kitchen resigned.

Taehyung looked down and watched what
small that was compared to the framework of
to window.
His feet barely measured the same as the
head of a nail, and my talking about his hands.
They were so small that it bothered him.

Taehyung wanted his normal height back.
He hug his legs and hide his head between them.

He was tired of feeling so useless, weak, and the fact that Jungkook treat himself like a child it hurt.
Because Jungkook liked it, and I could rarely remember having be in love, or even someone had liked him, but now I was convinced that
his heart was confusing the good deal with love.

He loooked the kitchen and sighed looking one last time down the window.

He was lost.

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— Tae.

— No way!

— Taehyung.

— Do you want me to die !?

— By god Tae, I'm just asking you to
hide in here. — Jungkook sighed,
pointing to his jacket pocket.

— Can't I just, I don't know, stay? — Babble in a little whining as he crossed his arms.

— And risk the kitchen finishing victim of any of your experiments? I've cooked Tae, and I'm not going to brush them teeth with a brush that was attached to the ceiling.

— Not again. — I claim the greatest adjusting his tie while watching Taehyung in red, with annoying fake.

— You know I can't miss work just because
fear of your disasters.

— They were only 5 times, Kookie. — There was a nickname with which he absolutely agrees with which he got absolutely everything.

Jungkook sighed whitening his eyes
tried to control the smile that
threatened to stamp on his face.
— And there have been 5 brushes that I have thrown into the pot, 7 broken glasses and 2 fried eggs that ended
glued to the wall. — Answered turning.

— It has been unintentionally. — Murmur the little one with a trail of blush on his cheeks.

— I know, but your accidents cost me money
baby. — Jungkook gave him one of his smiles
more charming and Taenyung turned getting into the pocket of the bag quickly.

He hadn't given in because of him, but because
his face looked like a tomato at that time and he didn't want Jungkook to see him so ashamed.

Too bad Kookie knew it well.