Location: Classified
Time: 8:13 amTaehyung slowly closed the door to his room, fixing his dishevelled hair a little as he made his way to the living room.
The house was quiet as usual as if no one was there with him. However, Taehyung knew Jungkook might just be in his secret room which isn't supposed to be called secret anymore because Taehyung knows every entrance and exit of it like the back of his hand.
He went in the kitchen, rummaged through the cabinets to prepare something to eat.
Taehyung couldn't hide the happiness in his face as he hummed, preparing the ingredients he needs for the omelette he's going to make.
He's elated.
Today marks their first day of 'trying to make things work between the two of them'.
He bit his lower lip, trying to suppress the giggle from coming out of his lips. He looked up at the cctv camera, wondering if Jungkook is looking at him right now.
Taehyung pulled his phone, an idea popping in his mind. He lifted the phone up, waving it in the cctv as he mouthed 'call me.'
He waited for his phone to ring, testing if the ravenette is observing him right now.
A couple of minutes passed but he didn't get a call.
He pouted, placing his phone on the counter as he went back to cooking. He was putting salt on the omelette when his phone started buzzing, making him flinch.
"What the.." He furrowed his brows, wiping his hands off the towel before picking his phone up.
His lips instantly curled into a smile, seeing the private number on screen.
"Hey." Taehyung answered, his grin turning wider, feeling tingles all over his body.
"Why do you want me to call?" Jungkook's raspy voice blessed his ears.
"Nothing. I just wanted to know if you already had your breakfast?" He asked, the silly grin on his face remained.
There's a pause from the other line, making Taehyung bite his lip.
"No. I haven't." Jungkook finally answered, swelling Taehyung's excitement even more.
"Perfect!" He beamed. "I'm making our breakfast. You can come up here in a bit." He suggested, but instantly added, "Or I could just bring the food down there."
Jungkook wasn't able to respond once more, not really used to having a normal conversation with someone.
It felt like home, having someone ask you about breakfast and all the little things that seem to be useless for him before and not about killing and all those stuff he's grown tired of.
Who would have thought he'll be having a phone conversation with someone, talking about nonsensical things?
More so, who would have thought he'll be enjoying it like an idiot?
"Uh.. you choose." He answered, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. He stared at the doctor in the screen, loving the smile he sees on his lips.
"Okay. I'll just bring it down there." Taehyung beamed.
"Okay.." Jungkook doesn't know what to say, but odd enough, he doesn't want to hang up.
"Okay.. Later." Taehyung uttered, finally ending the call.
He went back to cooking, humming the song inside his head for a while, loving the fact that Jungkook is keeping an eye on him through the cameras.
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His Killer | KOOKV ✔
FanficAn attempt to kill Kim Taehyung has made his life miserable. The wounds of the past that he tries to conceal haunt him to no end which result to what he thought to be a chance encounter with the hired killer himself, Jeon Jungkook. ****** Pediatric...