Why do I feel like I’ve made a deal with Satan’s hot cousin?
taehyung
Because you did. Now—Rule One: you do not control the narrative. We’re boyfriends on my terms.
jungkook
What does that mean?
taehyung
It means I get to pick the pet names, and I get to decide if we fake fight in public for spice.
jungkook
(mutters)
I’m so screwed.
taehyung
Rule Two: You better act like you adore me. I want longing stares. I want hand-holding. I want you to look like I’m the last spoon of Nutella on earth.
jungkook
(blinking)
You’re oddly specific.
taehyung
I’ve read fanfics.
taehyung
😌
taehyung
(leans closer)
Rule Three: If your parents try to test us, we pass. Even if it means kissing. You okay with that?
jungkook
(blushing furiously):
Y-yeah. I guess. I mean. It’s fake, right?
taehyung
Sure. Totally fake. Zero tension. (smirks)
jungkook
You’re enjoying this too much.
taehyung
You’re pretty. I get paid. And I get to mess with uptight rich people. This is better than therapy.
A Moment of quiet. Jungkook looks at Taehyung, still overwhelmed.
jungkook
Why’d you agree to this?
taehyung
(shrugs)
“Needed rent money. Needed excitement. And you looked like a sad puppy in a thousand-dollar suit.
jungkook
(softly)
...Thanks.
taehyung
Don’t thank me yet. I’m planning to ‘accidentally’ sit on your lap at dinner.
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