➪TAROBIHAN||SUNGTARO

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

This chapter took days but it was worth it 😌

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

𝐒☀︎︎𝐅

Shotaro jolted awake, looking around him. He grew alarmed, having no idea where he was. He looked down, noticing how he was seated in a chair made of glass. He tried to stand up but couldn't, as if he was stuck.

❝taro, is there something wrong? ❞

He whipped his head to the side, seeing jeno in a black suit. He tried to ask help but he couldn't open his mouth.

Jeno smiled at him, taking his right hand and intertwining it together. ❝you okay? You were acting weird since this morning❞

What the fuck!? That was what he wanted to say but he didn't have a chance as what he guessed was him just smiled, tucking his hair behind his ear. ❝I'm fine. Just tired❞

❝you didn't have to attend you know❞

❝it's okay. It's fine. I chose to be here anyway❞

He loved yuta and Giselle. He really does because they were always with him even before his family moved here. His parents were always busy, leaving him to yuta while Giselle didn't have anyone to mess with which forced her parents to drop her to yuta, who had no choice take care of her.

But the times when they conspire to trick him made him question if that love would keep them safe. Honestly, he should used to that now. But he's still gullible.

With a sigh, he opened the fridge, taking out the milk carton before pulling the glass he got and twisting the cap open. He was about to pour it when ❝morning taro! ❞

Screaming in fright and Nearly wasting half a carton, Shotaro closed his eyes while he turned to the person. Once he opened them, a relief sigh left his lips. He thought he was going to be robbed. He placed the carton on the counter. ❝yes, sungchan? ❞

❝good morning! ❞ the younger cheerfully greeted, raking out something from behind him. ❝I got us breakfast❞

Sungchan walked to the dining table before gently placing the breakfast he got for them. ❝fresh from the over❞

❝oh, ❞ Shotaro moved away from the counter, walking to the table before reaching out for the bag and opening it. His nose scrunched in confusion. ❝the na's made something new? ❞ he took out one. It was a scone.

❝nope. I made our chef bake it❞

❝oh,❞ Shotaro swallowed thickly. Right, sungchan was rich like the richest teen in the world type of rich. He turned to the younger, putting the scone back in. ❝you shouldn't have, you know❞

There was no way he was eating something that expensive. Although buying scones from the convenience store was tempting. He didn't have that much energy for the day. He sat down on the chair. ❝I'm tired❞

❝didn't get much sleep? ❞ sungchan asked, pulling the seat beside Shotaro before sitting down as well. ❝my doctor said drinking warm milk before sleeping helps with that or warm tea❞

❝why are you suddenly being nice to me? ❞

❝suddenly? ❞ sungchan furrowed his brows in confusion, ❝I've always been nice to you❞