'Inyeon' A taekook tale

Taehyung and his parents were having a serious conversation  in their luxurious study,due to their departure,as they had decided to travel around the world.Well, them leaving was essential for their plan.The perfect reason to justify Jungkook 's arrival.

"Your father and I are leaving and with Duri 's absence, EunJin's incapability of handling the house along with JungTae...we hired a certified caretaker,a brilliant librarian with excellent recommendations .Perfectly skilled and highly experienced."Kwan explained anticipating Taehyung 's  usaual outburst.He hated people making decisions for him.

The man 's eyes filled with rage, banging his hands on the glass desk in front of him." Who the hell asked you to hire help? My son detests strangers and I won't submit him to another ordeal just because you have decided to cruise around the world.I make the decisions for him.You have no right to interfere.FIRE HER."he boomed, shaking in anger.

"He is a 'he' not a 'she'."his mother informed him sassily."Perfectly capable of handling our grandson and it's not up for debate.This time you will obey our wish allowing us to do what's best for him."

The man banged his hands on the desk again, growling, causing a small earthquake."NO.ABSOLUTELY NOT.FIRE HIM.I DON'T CARE IF HE IS QUALIFIED.IF I SEE HIM IN MY HOUSE I WILL KICK HIM OUT!HAVE I MADE MYSELF CLEAR?"His earsplitting roars were heard all over the mansion.The veins in his neck popped out, his heated glare landedon his parents,depicting his ravage state.However the Kim's looked totally unbothered.

"Shout all you want.He is coming and it's a fact." Taehyn declared."Accept it."

"You are acting like a spoilt , little brat." his mother added scoffing in annoyance."Jimin and Yoongi will bring him on Tuesday.Our departure is scheduled for Monday morning."The woman swifted , grabbing her husband 's hand."Come along honey...We have packing to do instead of pampering his royal butt."

They strutted out of the study, not sparing a glance at grumpy Tae, leaving him fuming in anger to their absurd demands and rather cocky behaviour.Certainly not accustomed to it. Used to have the first and last saying concerning his son's life, he was left baffled by their reaction in this particular subject.He poured himself some whiskey to gain his serenity,perched on the edge of his desk. A dark, scornful leer tinted his rosy lips.

"Nobody orders Kim Taehyung.Let him come...I'll teach him a leeson he'll never forget...He'll be running for his pathetic life!"he squanked, gulping the hot liquid, feeling rejuvenated.He hated having strangers , snooping around his life, giving him advice on how to raise his son, criticizing his decisions. Taehyung had always had a problem with people trying to control him or dictate him what to do. So he was careful when hiring staff as most of them had just one think in mind.To get into his pants. Especially after realising his wife is absent.In this case the man was completely oblivious to the changes this boy would bring to their lives.

The heavy, white door of the modern study , located on the ground floor of the opulent Kim mansion, burst open as the Min's proceed inside. Taehyung , engrossed behind his high-tech laptop and a huge pile of documents,was a repeated sight along with his apathy in greeting.Jimin coughed to get his attention.

"Be quick.I am swamped." he stated rudely, maintaining the same posture.Stern and dour. Unfortunately in this life he was born surrounded by a dark aura that produced fear in people.Nobody dared disobey unless they had a death wish.

"Hello to you too, dear brother!So nice to see you!"

"Cut the attitude Jimin."

"Your politeness is overwhelming!"

"You are entitled to your opinion.I just don't care to hear it."

Jimin huffed in exasperation yet responded calmly after looking at his husband.Yoongi nodded him to keep calm.

"Hi Taehyung.Nice seeing you again."Yoongi greeted the man who shook his head mumbling 'hi'.

Jimin continued."We brought the new caretaker for his interview."

"Mmmmm."

"What does that suppose to mean?"

"Take him and leave.He is fired!"

"You haven't hired him yet.How will you do that?"

"My son my choice!"he responded restraining his urge to kick them out.

"Sorry dear brother! No can do! I have specific orders to ignore your usual irrational demands." Jimin was as cocky as hell , enjoying every moment.He turned his head towards the door." Please come in."

The younger felt the handle icy in his slim fingers as the sound of the door swinging open caused him to jump.Taking small, hesitant strides , he entered and a warm burst of Taehyung 's familiar scent smashed his nostrils.

"Hello mr.Kim.". His voice faltered, standing in the presence of the man who stigmatized his whole existence for three lives.Taught him love.Offered hm protection at all costs,even at the expense of his own.There he was ...a complete stranger in Taehyung 's eyes.All he wanted was to jump into his strong arms, hug and kiss his handsome face.The happiness he was feeling contradicted the pain of not being recognised.

Taehyung,despite the sudden, unwilling ,rapid heartbeat at the sound of the stranger 's voice, he ignored him on purpose , refusing to make eye contact.He sensed someone moving closer and caught a glimpse of a long, slender hand extended his way.

"It's nice meeting you mr.Kim."Jungkook insisted but was still disregarded.Tae's intense, defiant behaviour, instead of saddening the younger made him mad.Ok he didn't remember him but did he really have to be so damn rude?What harm would a handshake cause him?He wasn't carrying a contagious disease to infect him.His cocky self emerged."Refusing a simple greeting and a handshake shows rudeness and lack of manners."He withdrew his hand, stashing both inside his pockets.

The provoking statement forced Tae to crop up his head and face the idiotic person who dared to challenge him.Oh was he in for a huge surprise!!

A gorgeous young man, in his twenties,with lissom facial features,he hadn't encountered in a man before ,was standing so close it brought him shivers and an unpleasant trembling.He scanned the intruder from top to bottom.

Short, shiny,  chestnut hair, slightly curved at the neck.Big ,doe eyes that somehow sparkled.Full, plump lips, resembling a heart and a small yet visible mole beneath them. Holly hit! Did he actually observed a freaking,  tiny mole?And a body...muscular, well built but a bit feminine around the tiny waist...He was dressed casually something Taehyung honestly disliked.A v-neck white T-shirt,loose purple shirt, baggy, blue jeans and a pair of white Nike sneakers.The redolent strawberry  scent jingled his senses but he erased it quickly.

Warily, like his hand had a mind of its own,he reached out and held the soft skin.Even when time stood still for a split second and waves of electric currents penetrated his robust body, from the bristles of his hair to the tips of his toes , he remained bleak, quickly pulling his hand, hiding both under the desk.

"Exhibiting rudeness to your future boss will most likely proven an obstacle for your employment."

"You are confusing sincerety with rudeness."he corrected him sweetly."I am Kim Jungkook.Nice to meet you."

"Give it time.I am positive I can make you change your mind." he sniggered ironically.

"Hopefully we will have plenty of time to ...prove you wrong."he contradicted him.The younger was desperately searching for a sign of recognition in Tae 's deep , ocean eyes.The man gave the impression he was ready to attack him.'Think positively Jungkook 'he thought.

" It's highly unlikely...I rely on first impressions."

"They can often be misleading."

Taehyung hated cocky people as he was raised with Jimin who was a master in that."My time is extremely valuable...you have five minutes.Speak." He signalled him to sit across the room on the couch.The hyungs carefully observing and enjoying the show ,stood near the window and away from the battlefield.

"I can't believe these two!"Yoongi whispered in Jimin's ear, wiggling his eyebrows.

"I am not sure if I should laugh or scream.'Jimin replied in the same tone."My brother is a jackass!Need I say more?"he puffed,rolling his eyes.

"You made your point ,love."

"Ok now hush...I am curious to hear what's next!"

Jungkook mentioned his studies, masters, his previous experience, his current studies in Art and photography , his hobbies ,interests and his love for children.

"You have accomplished a lot for a twenty -four -year old boy?... Impressive."

Jungkook could clearly detect the sarcasm in his comment.He believed he was exaggerating about his qualifications.His Tae hyungie would be proud of his accomplishments."I am a fast learner. A  perfectionist.I enjoy studying."

"Do you live alone?"

"With my parents."

"Any girlfriends?" What the fuck??What sort of question was that?Why would he even care if he had one? He just wanted to know if he would be distracted in case he was hired and spent more time on tne phone flirting , than with his son...he justified his curiosity.

Jungkook found the question peculiar, however a tiny hope bloomed inside him."No ...no girlfriend."

Taehyung felt a strange pounding in his heart and a releaved sigh left his lips.Why?Who knows?"Mmmm...My son's character can be described as foible by ignorants.In reality he is unique, extraordinary with endless capabilities.He is extremely introvert, picky ,dislikes strangers and hates physical contact. A number of nannies,au pairs have been rejected by him. Therefore, your position will be judged exclusively by JungTae." ' You'll be gone before I snap my fingers.'he thought smirking.

Jungkook came into sight with Tae 's deep,ocean eyes.His ardent gaze burnt the younger like hot iron, accepting the challenge." I have every faith in my abilities.I take my work seriously mr.Kim." he uttered confidently, offering him a beaming smile.

Yoongi and Jimin grinned at the boy's straightforward behaviour, treating Tae as equal, not taking his bullshit.They only had to wait for JungTae 's reaction to breathe freely.

"Your overconfidence and arrogance is almost abhorrent."Taehyung conceded resentfully and strudding, stood across the younger.The boy smiled bitterly.This aspect of his character was once admired by his hyungie.This Tae was exactly the opposite as he found him cocky.Maybe, treating him like his 'hyungie'was the wrong approach and needed to adapt.

"I am sorry you feel this way.I can't wait to change your mind Mr.Kim."

"That remain to be seen." He stepped away,returning to his desk pressing a small,black button."Bring my son in."

The door opened widely, an elderly, quite good looking woman in her fifties, entered and behind her stood a cute little boy looking scared and uncomfortable.He trotted to his father's side hiding behind his long legs, allowing the woman to leave the room.He waved his hand to his uncles avoiding any other form of contact.

'Hi baby!" Jimin said smiling .

"Hi sport...How are you?" Yoongi asked , smiling.

The boy smiled back." Hello ...hyungs..." His faintly, soft voice sounded like a whisper. When he noticed the presence of Jungkook,his tiny body ,shrunk hiding even further.

"Baby, this is your new caretaker.Would you like to introduce yourself?"

Jungkook observed how Taehyung 's tone turned sweet and tender talking to his son.The boy's sensitive heart fluttered and shuddered, facing Taehyung and Duri 's love child.The proof of their love. Images of Tae caressing her baby bump, whispering comforting words, spoiling her throughout her pregnancy, galloped his mind. The sharp pain split his heart and all he wanted was to escape as far away as possible.Go hide his head somewhere. Mustering all his will,  he shook the bad thoughts out of his mind concentrating on his mission.

"Hello...my name is Jungkook..nice to meet you." Waiting for his response the younger admired the boy's features. Surprisingly, he observed no resemblance to his parents.He kind of reminded him of himself at that age. 'So weird' he thought. The small boy was graced with big, doe eyes.Short, golden brown hair and rosy lips.Such a sweetheart!So cute and adorable Jungkkok wanted to pinch his fluffy cheeks.The boy stood still,gripping his father's leg.

"Baby won't you talk to Jungkook?" Jimin urged his nephew,who shook his head as 'no'.

Taehyung 's ego boosted, feeling so damn proud of his son's response, leering in victory while the younger received a nast blow."My son has given you his answer.I quess we won't be needy your services after all... Have a good day." His index finger was raised indicating the door raining his eyebrows in satisfaction.Jungkook's mind , completely empty, processing this unexpected turn of events, stayed still.

" Are you deaf boy?Leave!"Tae demanded.

"Tae be polite!"Jimin reprimanded him, annoyed by his cranky behaviour.

"This is as polite as I get!"Tea scoffed while his patience was deteriorating standing next to a boy who defied him.At that moment ,a whispering,light breeze moved lazily through a crack from the glass window, making it sway like waves in a calm sea, scattering Jungkook 's scent across the room.Taehyung was forced to halt at the familiar fragrant without understanding why.It whisked his senses in a way it made his confidence dwindle...like his strength was threatened.

JungTae stuck his head from his father's legs, stared at the younger, gifting him a joyful smile.

"COOKIES!YOU SMELL LIKE STRAWBERRY COOKIES!!" he yawped enthusiastically, leaving everyone dumbfounded.Well except Taehyung who was dismay,cursing his fucken luck , through his shiny ,white teeth. Jungkook took a sniff of his clothes, recognising the smell of his shampoo.He never imagined it would come in handy one day!The little boy hopped towards him ,raising his hands so Jungkook picked him up in his arms, flashing a bunny smile."Tata loves strawberry cookies!They are yummy!"

"I am glad you do Tata."

"I am Kim JungTae but dada calls me Tata..."he said shyly.

"Nice to meet you Tata...I am Jungkook but everyone calls me Kookie". He winked at the boy who made an 'oh'.

"Kookie who smells like cookies!"He sifted  his gaze to his father." Dada I want Kookie to stay." He tossed his head to the side blinking cutely."Please can he ?"

Everyone present anticipated Taehyung 's response.The man was backed into a corner , watching his perfect plan backfiring.He was certain Tata would reject the rude boy instead of asking him to hire him."I ...quess..we can give it a try..."The words were as painful as admitting his defeat.

Tata clapped his hands, laughing.It made the hyungs jump from joy and relief."Kookie..."

"Yes bun?"

"Tata is hungry...Can I have strawberry cookies?" He rubbed his tummy , licking his lips."And banana milk!"

"You are fond of banana milk bun?" The younger's surprise was visible. Him and Tata had a few similarities. The boy shook his head." Me too!I adore banana milk! It's so tasty!But...have you had your lunch yet?"

"No...Tata hates veggies...they are yuck".he grimaced ,his nose wrinkled and  lips pouted."They make me eat green veggies."

"Because they are good for your health.Veggies will make as strong as your dada.Wouldn't you like that?"

"Mmmm...yes...I will be like dada?"

"Even better...I promise." Jungkook gave him thumbs up."How about we cook a delicious meal just for Tata?"

His face lit up."Can I help?Can I?"

"You'll be my little assistant.If  you eat all your food, I wll give you a reward."he promised, not giving a glance at Taehyung.He was enjoying the show so much!Tae's eyes were flying into a rage at the unexpected betrayal."Hyungs thank you for your help... Mr.Kim if you'll excuse me ..."He bowed out of respect, leaving with Tata glued to him.

Jimin glanced at his brother's dour expression."I suppose JungTae finally gave his answer! What's wrong dear brother? You're as quiet as a mouse!"