(Taekook) Mafia Obsession
chapter 2
It was a quiet morning, the kind Taehyung rarely got to enjoy. Weekends were his only escape from the chaotic world of the mafia, and he had taken full advantage of it sleeping in without a care.
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The clock had just struck 10 AM, and the room was dimly lit by the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the curtains.
Suddenly, the door creaked open. A small figure tiptoed inside, trying to suppress a mischievous grin. With a soft giggle, the boy climbed onto the bed and wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s stomach, snuggling into him like a koala.
Feeling the unexpected warmth, Taehyung stirred, his eyes slowly opening.
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Still half-asleep, he muttered, Mmm… what then froze.
The second he saw the face inches from his own, he let out a startled shout
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Haha! Papa, you should’ve seen your face
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*Taehyung clutched his chest, still recovering from the shock.* Baby, why the hell are you wearing that creepy mask?! You scared the life out of me
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*The boy frowned, shaking his head.*No bad words, Papa!”
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*Taehyung groaned, rubbing his temples.* Oh, shh ugh. Sorry, baby.
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*He yawned, still drowsy. *But why are you here so early in the morning?
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*The boy dramatically sighed, placing his hands on his hips*. Papa, it’s not early. It’s 10 AM!
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Taehyung’s eyes widened. “WHAT?!” He shot up from the bed in a panic. “Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?!”
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*The boy just shrugged.*I woke up at 7 AM.
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*Taehyung stared at him in disbelief.*At 7?! Baby, you should have woken me up
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*The boy smiled proudly.*I already had breakfast.
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Taehyung sighed in relief before ruffling the boy’s hair.
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Ah, right. I forgot you know how to cook. You’re just like a little mother, taking care of yourself.
The boy beamed at the praise as Taehyung effortlessly lifted him up in his arms. A weekend morning filled with chaos, but somehow, it was the best kind of chaos.
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