Arranged

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A/N: ayyo ladies and gentlemen!!

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Taehyung giggled at Mrs Jeon's, or Mom as he called her now, incessant teasing.

Teasing Jungkook of course, by telling him stories from the older's childhood and teens.

His obsession for banana milk that lasted through his childhood to his teens to his adulthood and still going on as strong as ever.

Honestly Taehyung wanted a relation as strong as Jungkook and his banana milk.

And his tacos of course.

No way he could ever forget the tacos.

Yes, Taehyung too had a soft spot for tacos.

But not as much as he had a soft spot for ravioli.

Shh. Don't tell anyone about his love for ravioli.

It was his dream to run away too Italy and be a mafia lord and change his name to Antonio.

But then again, he was too soft to be a mafia.

Maybe he could appoint Jungkook as his big bad man, while he just enjoyed all the attention.

But then again he didn't want to leave behind all the new people he had met so far.

Mr and Mrs Jeon and Jimin, his hyungs, Joonie and Jinnie.

There was so much to love here now.

And there were so many to love him now.

Especially Jungkook.

Who was currently whining and crying to his mother about not spoiling his reputation in front of Taehyung and embarrass him.

Taehyung smiled softly as he observed Jungkook interact with his mother. It was full of love, respect and adoration for each other.

Totally opposite of him mother and him.

Even though he had given up all hopes on his father as a child itself, some part of him had always, and still does, wish that he and his mother had a good relationship. He hoped that his mother would understand him, adore him and love him.

But by now, he had almost lost all hope with his last interaction with her.

She thought that he had killed his father out of spite, for revenge?

How could she even imagine that?

She was his mother for goodness sake!

If she didn't know him well enough to know that he was not all capable of doing something like that, let alone even imagine it, then who would?

Who would understand him then?

Taehyung slowly lifted his hand to wipe away the tiny tear that had slipped out from his eyes.

But before he could, Jungkook was already in front of him, quickly wiping away the tear with his thumb, rest of his palm cupping his face.

"What's wrong baby?"

He asked in a soothing voice, immediately pulling Taehyung out of his thoughts.

Taehyung looked up into Jungkook's soft and concerned eyes as he bit his lip in hesitation.

He didn't really want to bring unnecessary attention to himself and nor did he want his in-laws think of him as a attention seeking cry baby.

So he just softly shook his head, and mumbles under his breath,