QUIET BOY. [tk]

twenty-five

taehyung sat on the counter in his bathroom, looking at himself.

he had his hair done, and he had on a navy blue suit to match jungkook's.

but, why was he wearing it you ask?

they were going to a funeral, for taehyung's side of the family, but jungkook's family was going also since they were very close to taehyung's grandfather.

"stay still bun."

jungkook stood behind him, fixing his hair because he messed it up while he was running around.

"hi taetae!!" taehyung told himself, waving at his reflection.

jungkook chuckled to himself, not saying anything because he thought it was cute.

taehyung didn't stay completely still, because he found it funny to draw on his mirror with dry erase markers.

after a few minutes, jungkook was done, so taehyung could go play again.

he ran down the hall, in his dress shoes which were probably slippery on the hardwood floor.

"be careful-"

boom.

a loud crash was heard, following the sound of soft whimpers.

jungkook walked out of his room, seeing taehyung laying there, waving at him.

"hi daddy."

"hi baby. are you okay?"

"i'm okay!!"

"good. be careful."
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"shit!!"

jungkook and sungjin only started snickering more at taehyung, who kept cursing.

they were at the funeral, in the back, thank god.

"fuck!!"

jungkook started laughing more, his face turning red.

"bitch!!"

they were hysterical, the two boys laughing their asses off.

"tae— tae baby, stop saying bad words babe." jungkook told him, but it went straight over his head as he continued.

"bullshit!!"

sungjin was on the floor at this point, trying not to be loud.

"dickhead!!"

"taehyung! shush!"

"PUSSY!"

"taehyung!! stop!" sungjin choked out, laughing too hard to even talk.

"KISS MY ASS MOTHERFUCKER!!"

jungkook slapped a hand over the boys mouth, looking around to make sure no one heard them.

their family did, but, they were laughing a little.

"SON OF A BITCH!" taehyung yelled, his voice echoing through the sanctuary.

everyone heard that, and had their eyes on taehyung.

jungkook gulped.

"excuse me for a second."

he grabbed taehyung, almost dragging him out into the hall.

"look. be quiet baby. you're not being daddy's good boy are you?"

"a-always a good boy for dada," taehyung replied.

"it doesn't seem like it."

taehyung whined, getting a little annoyed by the grip jungkook had on his arms.

jungkook loosened up a little, so he wouldn't hurt taehyung.

"be a good boy."

"no!!"

"what did you say, taehyung?"

"no! bullshit bullshit bullshit!"

"oh, you wanna make daddy mad at you, don't you?"

taehyung shrugged.

"bullshit...yeah? i'll show you bullshit babyboy."

jungkook didn't smack taehyung's bottom too hard, but he did hit slightly hard, making taehyung squeak.

"stop acting up, please?"

jungkook hated getting mad at taehyung.

"be a good boy for daddy and he'll pleasure you, hm?" he mumbled into his neck, placing soft kisses.

"o-okay."

"good. should we go back inside?"

"yeah."
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SHORT CHAPTER SORRY ILL FINISH THIS IN THE NEXT CHAPTER SJSJJD