His Annoying Caretaker

His Annoying Caretaker

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"Jungkookie... I see a little poop floating in the toilet. You didn't flush properly! It's like a little brown boat!" Jungkook's face went from pale to bright, flaming red. "YOU-! SHUT UP! GET OUT!" Taehyung just laughed, completely shameless, enjoying every second of Jungkook's embarrassment while running away before Jungkook could grab him. . . . . . . . . "I should tell you a secret from the mall," Taehyung whispered. Jungkook immediately became suspicious. "What secret?" Taehyung pointed at Jungkook's lap and giggled. "When we were in the toy shop... I saw a tiny hole in the back of your pants. Right in the... you know... important area." Jungkook froze. "What?" "Yeah!" Taehyung nodded seriously. "And since I already knew you weren't wearing anything inside-" "STOP RIGHT THERE!" Jungkook shouted, his face turning bright red. . . . . . . . . . . . . . After a car accident, Jungkook's legs are paralyzed. Now stuck in a wheelchair, cold, angry, and easily irritated, he hates depending on anyone. So his brother Namjoon hires a caretaker to take care of him. Worst decision ever. Because that caretaker is... Taehyung.
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