rumours | taekook

chapter 7 | what did i do wrong?

hi guys!

i just want to clarify that this chapter will be from taehyung's side of the story.

not his pov, his side of the story.

thanks!

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taehyung dragged his feet along the sidewalk.

why is jungkook so mad at me? it was just a simple kiss!

he shouldn't get mad because he doesn't even know why i kissed him.

taehyung was wrong.

jungkook might not have known why he kissed him, but that still didn't make it right.

the only reason taehyung kissed him was because he wanted to make jackson jealous.

after the fight between him and jackson, all taehyung wanted to do was annoy the chinese boy.

a warm voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and he realised he was already home.

"hi tae!"

taehyung was greeted by a familiar face. he smiled back.

"do you want some tea?" she asked.

"no thanks. do you know if mom and dad are coming back this month?"

precious gave taehyung a look of sympathy.

"sorry honey, but they're not. i got an email from them saying that their business trip to rome would be extended a few more weeks," she sighed.

precious was the daughter of the head maid. she was only a few months older than taehyung, but she almost felt like a mother to him.

her mother moved from south africa to korea, with the spare amount of money she had. she wanted a better life for her daughter.

it was hard for her to cope as she only knew isizulu and xhosa, and spoke broken english with a heavy african accent.

luckily, the kims took her in and taught her korean. they put a roof over her head and gave her three meals a day.

the other maids didn't really talk to taehyung that much.

"don't you have that saint laurent shoot in thirty minutes?" she questioned.

"isn't that tomorrow...?" taehyung puzzled, not really sure.

"check your schedule! it'll probably be in there," she said, watching taehyung pull out his diary.

taehyung's eyes widened.

"i do have it today! can you drive me?" he asked, rushing to get his clothes off and into the hamper.

"uh- i still have to clean your father's desk room! i ca- nevermind. i'll ask meyrin to clean it like i always do. ugh! she'll understand. man," she groaned. juggling house work and business was tough.

"thanks!" he shouted, running down the hall with his sweater over his head.

thump!

precious cringed at the sound.

"i'm okay!" taehyung shouted. this time he even gave her a thumbs up.

she was laughing. taehyung was like the brother she never had.

taehyung had a quick shower, and while doing so precious changed out of her uniform and into her *civvies.

"taehyung, i'm gonna leave you here! stop dolling up, you slow poke!" precious was on her phone, waiting for taehyung to come down.