When Jungkook's mother passes away, his ex-husband Kim Taehyung is forced to make a return to the same place he's always dreaded to look after his ex-husband and his sister.
And now with this sudden re-encounter, will their story finally be able to...
Taehyung spoke, turning around to face Yugyeom or, in other words, the supposed driver that Jungkook had assigned to drive Taehyung to the airport. Atleast that's what Taehyung thought before the said driver followed him inside the aeroplane, and then from Daegu airport to his very house.
"Yes, sir. I know."
"Yeah. . . So, you're going back now?"
". . . No sir."
". . ."
". . ."
"Let me guess." With a bitter chuckle, Taehyung slams his suitcase down. With his apartment key card in hand that he just retrieved from the reception, he folds his arms over his chest. "You're not simply my driver, are you?"
"No, sir."
"So are you my bodyguard?"
". . . I am, yes sir."
"Fucking Jungkook!!!" If only had Taehyung not taken such gentle care of his hair since childhood, the strands would've probably been pulled out off the roots from how hard he gripped his hair. "Listen, Yugyeom. I don't want any bodyguard, you can very much return. And do me a favor and tell that Jungkook to mind his own damn business!!"
"I'm sorry sir but, I cannot do that. Mrs. Jeon's unfortunate passing was an assassin attack. Until the attackers aren't caught, I've been ordered to keep you safe."
"Well, too bad." Picking up his luggage once again, Taehyung stomps to the elevators with loud steps. Fortunately, as soon as he presses the button, the lift presents itself in an instant. "I don't plan on letting you live in my apartment anytime soon or ever. Good luck keeping me safe from far far away."
But unfortunately, by the time he walks out of the lift and to his apartment, he groans finding the supposed bodyguard already standing in front of an apartment. But what infuriated him more was how It was the apartment right next to his own.
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"Your privacy and personal information is end to end encrypted as per Mr. Jeon's orders, sir. Just not from as far away."
Of course. Anybody working for Jeon Jungkook = a thick headed person.
Choosing to ignore the driver, atleast for now, Taehyung passes by him. Scanning his key card, he opens the door.
"That would be 8$"
Nodding, Jungkook pulls his wallet out.
"Oh, I'm sorry." But hearing the cashier say that as he pulls his black credit card out, he looks at her with a questioning look. "The manager is not here today, we only take credit card payments when she's present. We can hook you up with a loan if you don't have cash though."
Shaking his head, Jungkook keeps his card back inside. He should've listened to his intuition when he decided to go to a local café instead of the one in his company building like usual.
