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"That's impossible!" The younger said to the older, slamming his little palms toward the dinner table.
"Mr. Kim Taehyeon, our sales have been dropping since a new company came to town. We can't do anything about it!" The older shots back.
"But Mr. Kim Taehyeong, our sales are decent to move its increase up to 300%!"
Suddenly, bits of coffee were splattered across the room. The father wiped the dripping excess from his mouth, "Isn't that too much of a dream Taehyeon?"
"What do you mean, daddy?" The younger one tilts his head, questioning what did he mean.
He scratches the back of his head, "W-Well, our highest increased in sales was 140%..But new products are coming to the industry so-"
"Oh! New products are the solution for the sales!" The older points towards the ceiling.
"It's not always a solution. Just merely." Taehyung smiles are his little creations. He survived the struggles of becoming a father and he gets to see the joy in them. He saw himself as another Jungkook living in him when he recalled his children hanging on his worked-up muscles.
He misses those times.
He didn't spend much time with Jimin before he says he'll be gone again. He wished he didn't have to be jealous when the time was limited.
"You're leaving again?" The younger asks the older. Jimin pats Taehyung's head softly.
"I only came back to meet someone." He smiles but Taehyung felt irritated.
"Is it my wife?"
Jimin steps back confused. But he chuckles, "Nah. You haven't met her."
Taehyung lifts his brows. "So it isn't my wife you came back for?"
He sighs, "How did you control the business with that stupid brain of yours."
The younger frowns at the older. "Fuck you, Jimin."
Both of them sneered, patting each other backs. This is what friends are for. Saying 'See you later' when they know they'll never see each other. And God, he will miss Jimin as much as he will cry.
"I'm not leaving alone. I gave a few days to pack her stuff then next thing we'll be sleeping in the plane."
"Taking her to the place where you wanted to go?"
Jimin nods. "My flight leaves in a few hours, so this is where I say see ya bro." Jimin extended his hand.
Taehyung grasp his hand, and shakes it. "Take care pal."
Jimin lets go, walking away to his car. One last glance of his best friend's house, and one last gaze of the woman he loved. "And promise me Taehyung."
Taehyung tilts his head, while grinning. "What is it?"
"Take care of Y/N as what a husband should do." He exhaled, opening the driver's door, not giving Taehyung a chance to respond.
Taehyung gazes upon Jimin's car becoming smaller and smaller until the sun sets. That was the last time he saw his best friend as it was Jimin seeing his first love for the last time.
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My Treasure My Pleasure || kth ✔️
FanfictionHis wife is his treasure, & His mistress is his pleasure. Fate plays with his heart, and he has no intention in leaving it. Or he thought so. © jeansmuts2018 **COMPLETED**