😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Taehyung.

Taehyung

Taehyungieeeee

TaeTae

Hyung

Answer your phoneeeeeeeee

💕 TaeTae 💕
What do you want?

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Wow what did I deserve to get such a cold greeting?
I just wanted to know how the prettiest prince in the world is doing.

💕 TaeTae 💕
I'm okie ig. I made waffles but Yoongi dropped his so I gave him mine. Now I want doughnuts but I cant b fucked 2 go get em.

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Who eats waffles at 2am?

💕 TaeTae 💕
me coz im a bad bitch.
Bet ur eating enzymes or some shit.

Jeonggukie 😊
U cant eat enzymes dumbass.
Where the fuck were u in yr8 maths?

💕 TaeTae 💕
Idk I just work here.

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Are u drunk? There's no other explanation for ur current inability to hold a convo.

💕 TaeTae 💕

🌊

Jeonggukie 😊
LMFAOOOOOO
What did u drink?

💕 TaeTae 💕
Watermelon

Jeonggukie 😊
Pack it up Beyonce 🙄

💕 TaeTae 💕
I'm not packing up.
I packed U up instead.
Iss ina box on da left

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
I'm not doin this rn.

Goodnight.

💕 TaeTae 💕
NOOIIIOIII
DON'T LEAVE!!!
I'll suck ur cock.

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
I'm listening 😼

💕 TaeTae 💕
No I mean ur cock sucks

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Tell that to my manager.

💕 TaeTae 💕
Wass their #?

Jeonggukie 😊
I was jk.

💕 TaeTae 💕
Ik ur jungkoo.
Who are u now?
JiggleBooty

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
No I'm still Jeongguk.

💕 TaeTae 💕
But u sed thass who u were b4

Who r u now?
Don't lie 2 me

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
I'm not arguing with a drunk person.
Go drink some water and then go to sleep.

💕 TaeTae 💕

Jungoooo.

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Yh?

💕 TaeTae 💕
Wyd?

Jeonggukie 😊
Nth. Just thinking of u

💕 TaeTae 💕
Yuck.
I really live in ur head rent free

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Piss off.
Flirt back with me or this doesn't work.

💕 TaeTae 💕
Ur ugly no thnx

😊 Jeonggukie 😊

Oh wow. I c how it is.

💕 TaeTae 💕

😎

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Ur such a dry texter.

💕 TaeTae 💕
Its coz I don't talk 2 ugly peope xx

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Well I do.

💕 TaeTae 💕
😿😿

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
I'm bored.
Wyd now?

💕 TaeTae 💕
Respiration

Jeonggukie 😊
Come over??

💕 TaeTae 💕
How cud you invite a drunk guy over
Wat are ur intentionz

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
2 play hide n seek
We can make brownies

💕 TaeTae 💕
Make it doughnuts and u got urself a deal

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
K

💕 TaeTae 💕
I gotta ask yoongz first

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Okay then

💕 TaeTae 💕

Yongle saiss i cant go 😿

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Why not?

💕 TaeTae 💕
My mum doesnt know ur mum

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
I-

💕 TaeTae 💕
He says eim 2 drunk to 👋🏼 da 🏠

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
I didn't know u were srs abt bein drunk
Why r u drinking at 2am?

💕 TaeTae 💕
Daddy issues 😝

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Maybe you should go to bed babe
U dont wanna say something you aren't supposed to

💕 Tae Tae 💕
Reeeaaaalll womeeeennnn voteee foe trump!!

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Goodnight TaeTae

💕 TaeTae 💕
Sned me doughnuts 🤜🏼🥩

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Only if u promise to go to bed
Dont forget to drink some water

💕 TaeTae 💕
Ooo yess daddy 🤩

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
Let's not go there
Just go to sleep and I'll make sure you get doughnuts okay?

💕 TaeTae 💕
Okie gukkie
👍🏼🌌🌜

😊 Jeonggukie 😊
...
Goodnight Taehyung

*****

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." Taehyung mumbled, frantically running up and down his apartment and fixing things that didn't need fixing. His head was pounding from his stupid drunk antics but he didn't have time to stop and cringe at his actions from yesterday.

He had re-read the chat between him and Jeongguk, and he was absolutely mortified. Yoongi had told him it wasn't that bad, but Taehyung couldn't help but want to yeet himself off a bridge. He had opened the front door about an hour ago to receive a delivery from a Krispy kreme truck.

Jeongguk must be absolutely insane. Yoongi had laughed as he opened the box and ate a doughnut.

I want a doughnut now. Taehyung thought to himself.

Oh well. That could wait.

"TaeTae calm down." Yoongi said. "The place looks fine."

"No it doesn't. He's gonna find something against me and then I'll be forced to move out and we'll never see each other ever again." Taehyung wailed. "Help me make the place look less...gay!" He called out to his best friend.

"I said it's fine, Taehyung." Yoongi said as he dragged Taehyung into the living room and sat him down on the sofa.

"There's nothing more you can do. Just relax, okay? I won't let anything bad happen to you." He said softly as he ran a hand through Taehyung's now black hair.

"I'm gonna get my ass beat, Yoongz." Taehyung mumbled sadly. "Cut me some slack here.

"You'll be fine, Tae. I'll be here the whole time. The bastard is at least shameful enough to not hit you while I'm here. I've got you covered." Yoongi smiled at his friend.

"Thanks, Yoongz. Just don't cuss him out this time." Taehyung begged.

"No promises. I always lose my cool when I see that frog-eyed bastard. I can't help it." Yoongi said.

"I wish Hobi were here too. He'd keep everyone in check." Taehyung said.

"Yeah but then your dad would probably think we're having an orgy." Yoongi snickered.

"That idiot probably thinks we-"

"Thinks you what, Taehyung?" Mr Kim said as he unlocked the front door and stepped inside.

"We need to change that stupid fucking lock." Yoongi said loudly and obnoxiously, earning himself a quick hit from Tae.

"Mr Kim!" Yoongi said with obviously fake enthusiasm. "You look like shit! Maybe you should lay off the souls of the innocent."

"Father." Taehyung intervened before Mr Kim could respond. "Let me t-take your bag." He reached out and took the duffel bag from his father's hands and quickly went to go put it in his room. He wasn't sure if Yoongi was going to kick up a shitstorm while he was gone.

"-well maybe if you weren't so fucking ugly-"

"Please take a seat, Dad." Taehyung said hastily, interrupting Yoongi before he could finish. His father glared at both of them and walked towards the living room before sitting down.

"That's Taehyung's spot-" Yoongi began.

"I-it doesn't matter, Yoongz. It's just a chair." Taehyung laughed nervously, watching as Yoongi shot his father a dirty look.

"Taehyung," Mr Kim said, "I'm glad to see your hair is a normal colour. It looks decent and presentable. Good."

Taehyung wanted to rip all of his hair out and burn it.

"Thank you, Father." Taehyung smiled.

"It's rather long though. Make sure it doesn't look to girly or you'll have to cut it all off."

"O-okay."

"Are you thirsty, Mr Kim?" Yoongi asked.

Taehyung sighed out of relief. It was a seemingly innocent question.

"Yes."

"What would you like to drink? I'm afraid we don't have the blood of the dead babies to offer, but we do have apple juice."

"Listen here you fag-"

"I'll get you a beer!" Taehyung interrupted again, dragging Yoongi out of the living room and into the kitchen.

"What the fuck was that?" Taehyung hissed.

"I want to bash his fucking skull in." Yoongi growled. "I wish I could take the bat from my room and teach him a quick lesson."

"You're pissing him off! He's gonna make me move out if you don't shut up and keep your cool." Taehyung groaned. "I appreciate the effort to avenge me but please knock it off."

"Fine." Yoongi scowled. "You're lucky I love you."

"Thank fuck." Taehyung sighed. "Now help me take out the beers. I don't want him coming in here and seeing the strawberry lemonade or he'll have a fucking stroke."

"I don't know about you," Yoongi laughed as he took 3 bottles of beer and left to the living room, "But that doesn't sound so bad to me."

Taehyung smiled to himself and followed him out.

It was going to be a very very long week.

***
Five long and torturous days had passed and Taehyung was a minute away from finding the nearest cliff and jumping off it.

His father had nit-picked anything and everything in the apartment and had even gone through Taehyung's wardrobe.

"I cannot believe you think this acceptable, Kim Taehyung." Mr Kim sneered at his own son.

Taehyung felt tears brimming in his eyes but he didn't dare let them fall, otherwise he'd be done for.

"You're a disgusting piece of shit. How dare you." Mr Kim glared, holding Taehyung by his arm.

Taehyung closed his eyes and looked away.

He had completely forgotten to empty any incriminating items out from his wardrobe and now in his hands, his father was holding Taehyung's plaid pink skirt he had bought a couple years ago. It was the first thing he'd bought with his own money after moving out of his house and into his apartment with Yoongi. He didn't really wear it, because he was too shy for that, but it was still important to him. To be honest, Taehyung had forgotten that it was even there, but his father was having none of it.

"I don't even wear it. I s-swear." Taehyung squeaked. "Haven't touched it in y-years dad. I was gonna throw it away."

His arm was throbbing in pain and he had felt the circulation cut off after about the first minute. It was only 5:56am and he already wanted the day to be over. His father had woken him up about 20 minutes ago and he was immediately dragged into his room. He trembled in fear and wished his best friend would come and help, but understandably, he was still asleep.

"Bullshit. Why is it in your wardrobe if you don't wear it?"

"I-I"

"Well where else is he supposed to put clothes? Up your arse?" Yoongi said as he walked into the room with his messy bed hair and pyjamas and leant against the door-frame.

Taehyung nearly screamed inhappiness and relief.

"Stay out of this Min. You f*ggots are all the same." Mr Kim spat. He gripped Taehyung's arm tighter and Taehyung cried out in pain.

"You told me you wouldn't do this shit, boy. That was the condition we agreed on for me to accept your silly little gay shit."

"Some acceptance this is." Yoongi snorted sarcastically.

"I said shut up!" Mr Kim said angrily.

"This is between me and this disappointment here, so don't insert yourself where you don't belong."

"Well you don't belong in this house, but you're still standing right here. Uninvited may I just add." Yoongi rolled his eyes.

"Listen here boy-"

"No. You listen here Mr Kim. I've got a 42inch baseball bat sitting right outside the door and I'm incredibly desperate to use it. I've been dying to hit you with it for the past 14 years but Taehyung has always asked me not to. If you don't want 2 pounds of solid fucking wood to clomp you round your ugly misshapen head, you better let Taehyung go and get the fuck out of the house. I've had enough of this shit." Yoongi sneered.

Mr Kim scowled and dug his fingers even harder into Taehyung's arm until he was sure it was going to leave a bruise. He let go when Taehyung finally began to cry from the pain.

"You're such a skank whore, Taehyung. Fuck you." Mr Kim growled and spat at on his own son. "You better be ready for the appointment with the Choi's by the time I get back."

"Y-yes father." Taehyung whispered as he looked down at the ground and refused to make eye contact.

"You'll regret this Min." Kim scowled.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Talk to the fucking bat." Yoongi rolled his eyes, not sparing Mr Kim another glance as he left the room. About a minute passed before the front door was aggressively slammed shut and Taehyung dropped to the floor immediately after his father left.

He curled up into a ball and sobbed, absolutely shaken to the core. His arm was an ugly shade of purple and it hurt like a bitch. He didn't want to think about how much worse it could've been if

Yoongi hadn't come in to save him.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here soon enough, TaeTae." Yoongi said as he crouched down beside his friend and patted his head gently.

"I-it's ok-kay. You were asleep. I should've remembered to take this stupid thing o-out." Taehyung sniffled, kicking the skirt which lay at his feet.

"He's just mad he can't pull it off like you can." Yoongi said as he took Tae's hand and helped him stand up. "Let's go and bandage that so it doesn't rub against your clothes when you're on your date. We'll look at it properly later on." He said as he led his friend out of the room and to the medicine kit.

Only two more days.

Just two more days until they'd be able to smile again.

***

"I'm nervous, Yoongi." Taehyung sniffled as he sat on Yoongi's bed in his blue boxers. "I don't think my dad is going to like any of my usual clothes. And your clothes are fucking ugly. What should I do?"

"Gee thanks." Yoongi said sarcastically. "I was gonna give you some of my clothes but fuck that now. Go sort yourself out you smelly prick."

"I'll take anything I can get." Taehyung grinned as he got up and opened his friend's closet. He pulled out a light blue dress-shirt and put it on.

"You look like you're going to fucking sixth-form." Yoongi laughed. "Try the purple one."

"And look like every male RE teacher in the universe? Fuck no." Taehyung smiled as he took of the shirt and kept looking. "That dipshit didn't even tell me what type of date this is. It would be so much easier if I knew where we're even going." He sighed.

"Just go with something fancy. Choi sounds like fancy name, so you're probably going somewhere expensive." Yoongi said.

"Wow. Pardon me Mr Yoongi Holmes." Taehyung snorted, dodging the pillow Yoongi threw at his head and picking out a green shirt.

"I'm gonna wear this one. The Choi's can suck my arse if they don't like it." Taehyung shrugged as he put on the button-up.

"You can just keep it." Yoongi said. "You look much better in it than I do."

"I can't-"

"It's not like I wear it anyways. Just take it." Yoongi smiled, shooting cringey finger guns at his friend.

"Thanks Yoongz." Tae smiled.

"No problem. Now hurry up and put on your trousers before I fuck you in the ass."

Taehyung shrieked and ran back into his room giggling. "You wouldn't dare! You're a bottom!"

"Takes one to know one!" Yoongi called back.

"Low blow asshole!" Taehyung laughed. "My dad's gonna be here any minute now, so come help me pick out some shoes to wear!"

"Kay." Yoongi said as he got up to go help his friend.

Hopefully the date would be alright.

***

"Take those stupid fucking things off your head, Taehyung." Mr Kim commanded as they sat in the back of the taxi.

"I can't dad." Taehyung said as he flinched and moved away. "I need them to see."

"Well why couldn't you have worn contacts? You look fucking stupid." Mr Kim hissed.

"Well you hit me on the head earlier on and now I have a headache. You know I don't like wearing contacts when I have a headache. They're my nicer pair too so there's not much I can do about any of this." Taehyung said, adjusting the glasses on his face. He was grateful they were in a taxi otherwise his father probably would've hit him again.

"When we get there, you better not embarrass me otherwise I'll make you wish you were dead." Kim whispered aggressively to his son so the driver couldn't hear. "Do whatever they ask of you but don't be a fucking pushover like last time. Take the lead."

What on earth does that even mean? Taehyung thought to himself. What an idiot.

"Yes father." Taehyung nodded.

Hopefully the Choi's weren't total sweethearts otherwise Taehyung would have a hard time fucking up the date.

"Don't fuck this up, boy. I could go to Italy for free if this goes well. My job is on the line here, so it'll be your fault if anything goes wrong." Mr Kim said.

I've never been more tempted to fuck something up before in my life than I am right now. Taehyung scoffed in his head.

"I'll be leaving you there by yourself and I also will not be returning back to your apartment either." Mr Kim said as he motioned to his bag on his lap.

Taehyung nearly screamed in happiness.

He couldn't wait to go home and do the gayest thing he could think of, just to spite the old bastard. He pulled out his phone and shot Yoongi a quick text.

💕 TaeTae 💕
Dad's not coming back after this.
Put on Rupaul's when I get back?

😼YingleBingle😼
I'll bring out the strawberry lemonade

💕 TaeTae 💕
Tell Hobi to bring snacks!

😼YingleBingle😼
Aye aye captain 🥳

The taxi pulled over in front of a luxurious looking building 10 minutes later and the Kims stepped out and walked inside. Taehyung's heart was racing, blood rushing to his face and making his hands all clammy.

He hated meeting his father's friends; it made him feel sick.

They got in a lift and the ride up 5 floors was deadly silent, which gave Taehyung time to make himself worry even more.

He didn't want to be here.

He simply wanted to go home and watch a movie with Yoongi and tell silly stories and fight over popcorn. He wanted to go and bounce on all the beds in Jeongguk's house and slide down the stairs and touch all the stuff Jeongguk told him not to and go eat all the fancy expensive stuff he had in his fridge. He wanted to go to the park with Hobi and swing on the swings like mindless children and eat a fuckton of sweets until their lips went numb and their tummies hurt and Yoongi would have to pick them up again like last time.

He wanted to be anywhere but here.

"Stop shaking before I punch you in the fucking face." His father hissed. "Don't be such a baby, Taehyung. Don't fuck this up."

"Y-yes dad." Taehyung mumbled, fighting back the tears in his eyes.

He didn't want to be pimped about; was that too much to ask?

They stood in front of a grand door and mr kim knocked three times before entering with Taehyung trailing behind him.

"Min-soo! How are you?" Mr Kim smiled as he walked into the room and greeted his friend with a hug.

"Dae-Jung! I'm glad you and your son could make it!" Min- soo smiled as he stretched an arm out to shake Taehyung's hand.

Taehyung took it tentatively and smiled softly.

"N-nice to meet you Mr Choi." He murmured, earing himself a discreet pinch from his father.

"Come this way; Tae-Joon is waiting for you." Min-soo smiled and led the way.

"Don't be such a wuss, Taehyung. Be commanding and take the lead. I don't want to have to remind you about the consequences if you don't." Dae-jung hissed when Min-soo was out of earshot.

Taehyung nodded nervously and let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Everything would be alright. He just had to be awkward enough to make things uncomfortable and boring enough to keep Tae-joon uninterested.

They entered a large open-planned room with a dining table in the middle and nothing else but windows and trays of food.

Fucking hell Taehyung thought. I might not even have to do anything to make this awkward.

There was a man with light brown hair sitting in one of the chairs and he stood up when they all entered the room.
He was tall and his face was cold and distant. His muscles were something out of a body-building competition. His clothes were at the same standard as Taehyung's but the man looked slightly uncomfortable in them.

Taehyung briefly wondered if he usually wore solid-gold tracksuits instead.

"Tae-Joon my dear boy!" Min-soo smiled, and Taehyung was sure he'd seen the muscled-man flinch at the call of his name. "Come over here and meet Taehyung!"

"Nice to meet you, Taehyung." Tae-joon said in his low and rumbling voice.

"H-hello Tae-joon." Taehyung smiled nervously, ignoring his father's heavy stomp on his foot.

"Good. Now that you two are slightly acquainted, we'll leave you be.Dae-jung and I will not be back, but I'm sure you two will be able to sort yourselves out and such." Min-soo smiled as he began to leave.

"Goodbye, Taehyung. I'll take my leave from here. I'll be back around Christmas too see how you're getting on." Dae-Jung said and Taehyung wanted to roundhouse kick his head.

"Goodbye father." Taehyung said.

"I'll see you next week, Dad." Tae-Joon said as the two parents walked away and left the room without sparing their sons a second glance.

"So," Tae-Joon began.

"Tell me about yourself."

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Idk what the fuck this chapter was but it sure was whatever it was 😃

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