-What Kind of Friends?-
Taehyung opened the main door of his house, then closed it slowly. He took off his dirty and wet shoes, leaving his body damp from the rain.
His family was seen gathered in the living room. Dad, mom, and Jungkook. Taehyung didn't know when his brother would come home because he knew Jungkook was practicing basketball.
Ah, of course it was canceled because of the rain.
The boy stopped in the living room, then bowed deeply before the three people.
The father was facing his laptop, his mother was seen enjoying a cup of tea while reading a magazine, while Jungle was sitting on the couch playing with his cell phone.
"Why are you wet?"
Taehyung's footsteps, which were about to take him to the room, stopped because of his father's cold voice.
The boy pursed his lips, he didn't answer.
"Clean the floor! It's getting wet!" his mother sighed. "Cleaning the kitchen at the same time, lots of dirty dishes used for dinner"
"Clean up my room too" Jungkook raised his hand and made his seat comfortable.
Taehyung sighs, then nods.
Meanwhile, Jungkook was seen looking at Taehyung's figure strangely. Even when Taehyung stepped away from there, Jungkook seemed to be thinking.
Taehyung was holding the cellphone earlier, and on the cellphone there was a cute hanger. Purple hanger. Jungkook felt that he had seen that before. But when and where, he could not remember.
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"ten"
"Asdfghjkl!!"
I was shocked. Completely surprised when my brother's baritone suddenly greeted in the silence of the room. I was sitting in a study chair, even almost fell over. Really.
"What the hell" Jae frowned in surprise when he saw my response.
"You should knock on the door first!!" I exclaimed annoyed.
The tall man rolled his eyes in exasperation, then chuckled.
"Who told you to daydream? You're not serious about studying," he said, then stepped into the room. Walks with his hands in his pockets. God, he has too much style.
"Babe, what the hell?!"
Jae oppa sat on the side of my bed, then sighed. Staring at me, waiting for me to explain something.
"Whose bike did you bring to Yuta's repair shop? You don't have a bicycle, right?"
I fell silent suddenly. Dammit, why did I forget about Taehyung's bike thing?
"Yuta called me earlier, he said you went there with a guy friend of yours. Who? Isn't that Jungkook?"
Yes, definitely not Jungkook.
"Um, that...''
"Say it or you want me to tell it to appa?"
I sucked my lips, staring here and there as long as I didn't make eye contact with Jae. Do I really have to be honest?
Ah, of course I have to be honest. What excuse should I use?
I sighed resignedly, ''Long story oppa.."
Jae oppa was silent, he looked at me who was moving restlessly. Until finally my brother stood up, then approached.
"It's okay, but you have to tell me later, okay?" he stroked the top of my head.
I nodded slowly.
"It seems that lately you got some problems?" he asked, still not stopping playing with my hair.
As expected, Jae oppa is not the typical older brother who is ignorant and engrossed in his own world. Without realizing it. he's always watching me from behind.
"Yea..."
"You'll have to tell me later, everyone. Okay?"
I just nodded without intending to answer him. Until finally my brother gently patted my head and muttered some unknown words because I wasn't too focused.
"I've paid for the repairs to Yuta. After this, hurry up and get down, I want to prepare dinner first."
I smiled faintly as he ruffled my hair slowly, until finally the big body turned around and walked towards the bedroom door. leaving me alone.
By the way, mom and dad weren't home, they were out of town. And at times like that, Jae always managed to be a father and mother for me
He is a very good brother
My attention was immediately diverted when I heard a notification sound from a cellphone that had been ignored for several hours.
I think I know who it is.
Tae- 6 unread messages
Ah that's right, I haven't replied to the chat this afternoon.
Nana
| So you are indeed friends with Xiao De Jun?
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