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In this chapter- and other chapters- when I type in the Korean alphabet "한국", I am using it to show a change in language and to act as the English language. While in this story, since it is written in English, it acts as Korean.
You don't necessarily need to understand it because it honestly isn't meant to be understood in the context that I am using it.
Also in the following chapter, I mention tattoos. I like tattoos and think they are cool so please don't think I hate people with them or anything like that, the controversy is just to cause some drama lol.
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Jungkook's eyes were torn open when he heard an extremely loud and angry shout which sounded identical to Taehyung.
He groggily pulled himself out of bed and took a glance around the room. The familiar mop of blue hair was nowhere to be seen. Maybe that scream was from Taehyung?
Jungkook pushed himself out of the bed, the cool air hitting his bare legs, causing him to slightly shiver. He trudged out into the hallway, blushing when he found Taehyung looking into what he originally believed to be a closet but he now realizes was actually where the boiler was hiding. Taehyung's torso was covered with a towel and his hair was soaking wet.
"Are you okay, Taehyung?" Jungkook hummed, standing right behind Tae. When he heard the younger's sweet and melodic voice it brought a smile on his face, but only temporarily because right after that smile vanished it was replaced with a miserable pout.
"Yeah... the boiler isn't working properly. We won't be having any heating or hot showers for a while." Taehyung groaned, pushing his wet hair out of his face as he continued to stare at the broken device. "Sorry, I'll get someone to look at it tomorrow since I'm getting paid today."
"It's fine... do you want me to make you breakfast? I can make something really quick-"
"It's fine, Koo, I'm gonna go dry myself up and head out to the bakery. You can look through the fridge if you get hungry." Taehyung patted Jungkook on the shoulder before leaving to the bedroom to get changed now that Jungkook was awake and out of his room, giving him all the privacy that he needs.
Jungkook looked around the small apartment. He wanted to take a few days off from school to avoid his 'friend'. That meant he had some free time. To start the day off right, he decided to raid through Taehyung's fridge for something he can eat as breakfast.
Although the only thing that occupied the fridge was one carton of milk, a chocolate bar and makeup that decorated the top shelf. "Now I know why he eats take-outs all the time."
"Okay I'm going, Kookie! I left a spare pair of keys so you'll be able to come in after school." Taehyung yelled to the younger, slipping a pair of shoes on at the front door and a jacket." I'll see you later!"
Jungkook didn't get a chance to say anything before Taehyung left, which Jungkook frowned sadly at. Still, he didn't take it too personally since he might just be eager to head to work. Jungkook took out the carton of milk and grabbed a glass for himself.
The brunet tried to pour himself a glass of milk but nothing came out. "But it's heavy, why isn't anything coming out?" Jungkook thought you himself, shaking the carton vigorously for milk to come out. Although, what did come out was not what he expected. "Oh god, it looks like cheese!" Jungkook gagged at the sour smell coming from the lumpy substance.
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Marriage Contract. -Vkook-
FanfictionEight year old Jungkook meets sixteen year old Taehyung at a day care center where he makes a contract with the older which states that once he hits the legal age of twenty, the two will get married. Nine years later, the contract long forgotten abo...