Snow and Ice || 태국

A business transaction

"Go ahead." Nayeon passed over her phone and also curiously stuck her head over to see what Taehyung was going to say.

Taehyung began to busy himself with spinning a story.

[I know what's going on. This boy is my roommate. He's Jungkook's childhood sweetheart. Jungkook wasn't able to forget him even after so many years and is still relentlessly pestering him to this day.]

[I know you guys might not believe it. To be honest, I also can't believe this myself.]

[Another thing, Jungkook is a huge pervert. Tsk tsk tsk. Not going to say any more about this since it's confidential.]

[I just asked my roommate. He says that he doesn't like Jungkook but couldn't shake him off no matter how hard he tried. It's very frustrating for him. Help him to think of a solution.]

After texting these, the chat was naturally flooded with cries of doubt and disbelief.

Taehyung:

[It's all true. Oh right, Jungkook is also forcing my roommate to deliver him breakfast. Are any of you interested in taking his place? He doesn't care for it.]

Immediately after sending this, numerous people requested to add Nayeon as a WeChat friend. The number of requests did not stop ticking.

Taehyung looked at Nayeon who was beside him. Nayeon pressed a hand onto Taehyung's shoulder. She gravely nodded. "My king, feel free to do what you need to."

Taehyung accepted a few of the friend requests. With no exception, all of them were, on one hand, testing the truth of his earlier words and on the other, subtly hinting that they were willing to take Taehyung's place.

Taehyung was elated by this. He approved all of the requests and wrote a message that he then mass sent to them.

[Some too many people want to deliver Jungkook's breakfast. My roommate has decided to auction this task to the highest bidder. All proceeds will be donated to the "International Association for Oppressed Individuals". Don't worry, we're not scammers. You guys can WeChat transfer me the money after delivering breakfast to Jungkook. If for some reason you didn't manage to do so, this payment is waived.]

......

Just like this, Taehyung successfully auctioned the rights to "deliver Jungkook's breakfast tomorrow" for 50 won.

Nayeon who was still watching from the side was astonished. "That worked?"

Taehyung passed back her phone. "Well, in any case, I don't have to wake up early tomorrow."

"I still have a question. What's the 'International Association for Oppressed Individuals'?"

"I just founded it. The association members are me, myself, and I."

"......?"

"What's wrong with it?" Taehyung pointed to himself. "I'm currently being oppressed by Jungkook. When in dire straits, establishing a foundation to save myself can be considered a last resort."

Nayeon felt that ever since meeting Taehyung, her worldview, just like a newsfeed, had been refreshing nonstop. Every time this happened was just as exciting as the last.

......

Early the next day, Jungkook, sure enough, once again called Taehyung and reminded him to deliver his breakfast. Taehyung promptly agreed to do so.

This time, he did not wait long. However, the person who came was not Taehyung.

"Hi, Jungkook, my name is Kim Dasom." The girl who referred to herself as Dasom held breakfast out to him.

She wore a skirt and light makeup. Her complexion was excellent and her eyes were filled with hints of a smile. Her lips slightly curved in a way that was both reserved and bashful. Overall, she was like a soon to bloom bud of a pink China Rose.  

Jungkook slipped his hands into his pockets. He did not take the offered breakfast and instead asked, "Where's Taehyung?"

"Something popped up. He was worried that you'll be waiting impatiently and asked me to deliver breakfast instead." Dasomreplied with the excuse that she and Taehyung had cooked up beforehand.

Jungkook did not react to her words and instead quietly looked her in the eyes. Being watched attentively by him, Dasom's face subconsciously heated up from guilt. She shifted her reddened face to avoid his sight.

Jungkook abruptly said, "You."

"Ah?"

"Tell me the truth, I'll treat you to a movie."

Without hesitation, Dasom narrated the entire business transaction process in detail.

After listening to the full story, Jungkook's eyes flashed. His lips lightly quirked.

Heh. There was a path to heaven but you refused to take it—instead, you choose to barge your way into hell even though there was no door.

His mood suddenly brightened. Jungkook accepted the breakfast and drank a mouthful of milk.

Dasom watched the male god take his breakfast and thought that this was an extremely endearing and mesmerizing sight. She was somewhat curious, and thus gathered her courage and asked, "Ice God, is it true that you are so deeply consumed by love with Taehyung, to the point that you can't forget and still relentlessly chase after him even after all these years?"

Pfffff——

Once again, Jungkook spat out a mouthful of milk.