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64: Department Store Dates

Being in this dreadful building only brought unfavorable distaste to Taehyung's soul in the painfullest way possible. Like drinking a vile of sandpaper poison.

He only entered this Federal building once, ever, and it was before he was sent to South Korea; Going over safety procedures and things like that, and now he's here again, and not for the greatest reasons.

He had to deal with a heavy interrogation of multiple questions that the agency asked him in relation to his father, and if he knew any connections as to why this happened to him or who was behind his death. Even about Oasis's presence at the funeral.

Easily Taehyung could've said the truth - bring justice to his father and let the federals deal with Oasis on their own hands with the information has about them thus far.

Yet.... He didn't do that.

He lied.

He lied fluently and efficiently.

He's not an agent to lay his life down for them, and he's not about to be a snitch and tell them everything.

If they haven't figured it out who it was then they suck at their job.

Maybe somewhere deep down in Taehyung's heart, he thought about Jungkook. His fear of being betrayed and this whole issue with the feds being involved with his empire. No matter what grudge and vendetta Taehyung has with Jungkook, he's not about to commit the one thing he feared the most for Taehyung to do to him - and that's be a snitch.

Taehyung's business with his father is between him, Oasis and Orchids.

That's it.

After hours of questioning and condolences empty words later, Taehyung is out of the building with an annoyed expression fixating his eyes.

At some point during the interrogations, they accused him of him being behind everything and being an acquaintance to Oasis - which was bullshit yet not in a way. He grew so angry and frustrated that he just got insanely calm.

He can't blow up there, that's what they want.

However he just knows how to handle himself in these situations, so he got out easily and without an issue after four fucking hours.

Now that he's out, he can finally just rest-

"Finish being a good boy for the goody adults?"

Of fucking course.

Taehyung heavily lets out a deep breath in utter irritation and turns his head. Jungkook casually is leaning against the Federal building, a mischievous glint in his eyes. What's entirely different about him that made Taehyung be a bit taken back is how..... Casual Jungkook is dressed up right now; The ripped jeans are tight against his thick thighs, following by a black tight t-shirt with a navy blue and white flannel over it, the sleeves raised up to his elbows to show his mural of tattoos with combat boots fitting the entire fit

His hair is wavy parted down the middle in messy waves, letting Taehyung see his beautiful doe eyes.

This is unlike his cover when he used to dress as a nerd, or the signature formal attire when he is in Oasis headquarters.

He's..... Looks so normal.

The unfamiliarity made Taehyung feel strange uncertain yet calm.

"Are you following me now?"  Taehyung huffs, stuffing a hand to the pocket of his dressed pants with a perked eyebrow, fighting with himself to not lose his composure as Jungkook closes in on him.

His scent is radiating today.

"Maybe. Perhaps I missed seeing your face," Jungkook teases amusingly, staring at him with adoring eyes.

This was sudden.

Why is he suddenly acting affectionate?

Taehyung warily looks around, but didn't see why there would be a motive why this would be an act.

He's not fighting to hide his emotions anymore is he?

Is that it?

Taehyung fights off the warmth that filled his chest and only rolls his eyes, "Can you stay away from me?" Taehyung snaps and begins to walk away, of course with the other male following after him.

He clearly hasn't changed.

Strange, seems like he feels more liberated to express himself in these parts.

Despite having the agency not even a few feet away from him.

"You do realize that as long as you're with me you're safe, right? Harry won't touch you. You're in America, he probably has eyes on you right now," Jungkook says annoyedly as he follows the irritated brunette.

Right, their stupid deal.

Harry can't do anything physically to Taehyung as long as Jungkook is with him.

The other scoffs, "And who's fault is that? I could give less of a shit about what Harry does at this point," And hes not lying.

There's nothing Harry can do that will possibly break Taehyung even more than he already is.

He has nothing left.

Nothing.

Jungkook doesn't say anything in return but still follows Taehyung to a large department store, now obviously confused. Jungkook follows behind him as he keeps his hands shoved in his pockets, trying to keep a safe distance away to not overwhelm the other man.

 Meanwhile Taehyung was in full focus on looking for something specifically. The place is decently big with a few people here and there, but it wasn't entirely full. Taehyung walks around to try to find the aisle he's looking for but scowls upon noticing Jungkook right behind him.

"Don't you have something else better to do?" Taehyung snaps as he goes through the aisle with the endless collection of ropes and tubes.

He needs the right one..

Where is it....

It has to be-

Suddenly his wrists is being tied up in a rapid speed, only two whirls bringing them together tightly with a red nylon rope. He snaps up his gaze to meet the dark eyes of Jungkook's and a sinister smirk that's already plastering his lips.

"How about you watch your attitude?" Jungkook growls seductively, yanking Taehyung forward with the ends of the rope.

So close....

So very close..

Taehyung didn't even flinch, instead he scowls with the small amount of pride he had left, and with a quick motion gets behind Jungkook with his tied wrists choking Jungkook's neck. Jungkook wheezes against the choke hold and Taehyung smirks broadly.

He's getting too feisty, and needs to be taught a lesson.

"How about you stop following me hmm?" Taehyung mutters bitterly while pressing a simple kiss against Jungkook's red cheek before aggressively letting him go.

Jungkook coughs uncontrollably as Taehyung removes the knots with eyes expressionlessly looking at Jungkook before placing the ropes back to the rack this imbecile of a child took it from.

And that's when he his peripheral vision came in handy when he notices Jungkook grabbing something from one of the shelves and aims it to him. Out of instinct Taehyung ducks down and grabs a broom from the rack beside him. Upon hearing the loud clattering of a wrench hitting the ground beside him, he lets his eyes fall to it, processing what Jungkook just did.

He smiles widely.

Did this man literally throw a metal wrench at him?

Slowly Taehyung looks up at Jungkook, who had a dark look in his eyes. 

He's not amused.

Taehyung  grips the broom tighter, "I will personally shove this broom so far up your tight ass to the brim if you try to do something like that again!"

Either Jungkook enjoyed that threat or he's asking for a death wish. He ended up grabbing a box of nails and chucks it to Taehyung's direction, who smacks it away with the length of the broom, his chaotic eyes intensifying.

Death wish it is.

Without thinking twice, he adjusts his hand to the length and gives it a javelin throw in Jungkook's direction but the boy is long gone by now down the aisle in fast strides. With a certain giddiness rising up inside Taehyung, he grabs the wrench from the floor and chases after the younger.

And it went on back and forth as they chase each other in the department store like little kids, expect for the fact that they're aggressively throwing tools or boxes of ceiling lamps at each other in attempts to kill one another. Despite the fire of the hectic environment they are laughing, and Taehyung for once since his father's death, doesn't feel that weight of depression on his shoulders.

He was actually....... Enjoying life.

Taehyung ended up running to the aisle with the shelves of bolts and hardware nuts, recall seeing Jungkook make a dash here after slamming a wooden model door to Taehyung's face.

Thankfully the impact wasn't too hard, but that still gave Taehyung that pulse to chase after him with a hammer in hand to smash it against his lover's skull.

He looks around carefully around the empty aisle, not seeing the younger anywhere in sight. For a moment he believed he must've entered the wrong aisle but before he's able to walk away, he's aggressively pushed against the metallic shelves and Jungkook yanks the hammer from his hand.

There he is.

"Oh come on baby? What are you going to do with this? Hammer me down with it?" Jungkook teases amusingly as Taehyung smirks widely and grabs Jungkook's loose collar of his flannel, tugging him forward.

"I was aiming more towards slamming your skull with it, but that's an amazing image too," Taehyung purrs softly, making the gleam in Jungkook's eyes intensify as he places the hammer on the shelf  behind Taehyung before leaning onto his face.

"You're insane."

Taehyung suddenly stares directly to Jungkook's lips. The temptation only grew and he leans to his lips and outlines them with the tip of his tongue.

He missed his lips.

"And you like that."

Jungkook didn't hesitate from crashing their lips together. Taehyung moves his mouth hungrily with the other's, running his hands through Jungkook's wavy hair as Jungkook grips his hips tight.

His lips, God he missed his lips.

"You're going to kill me with those dressed pants. They look so good on you," Jungkook growls while tracing his lips down to Taehyung's neck.

Taehyung lets out a dry chuckle that vibrates through Jungkook's lips, "Control yourself, we are in public Jungkookie."

Jungkook whines softly as he trails up Taehyung's neck, after leaving an evident mark there, and settles a firm kiss on the other's lips before pulling away. Taehyung was smiling from ear to ear, reflecting Jungkook's smile. Suddenly the other settles his gaze beside them and reaches over to the bundle of golden hardware nuts. Jungkook holds it at the palm of his hand with a delicate stare for a moment before reaching over to the cleaning wipes on the shelf beside Taehyung's head, and gently cleans the golden object before settling his eyes to Taehyung.

What is he-

"Will you marry me Kim Taehyung?"


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A/N:
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I will update another chapter maybe in a few hours, but I won't leave you guys hanging hahah

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