Boss With Love (Kim Taehyung)
SATU

Kim Taehyung's. The jet-black gibberish man opened his tired eyes and glanced at the digital clock on his nightstand. At 03.25 KST. That means he just fell asleep for 5 minutes. But now his eyes are back awake. Damnit damnit!

Taehyung is really agitated right now. He desperately needed rest, but his whole body seemed to do the opposite.

Not insomnia. It's just that Taehyung's brain was constantly thinking about something that made him uneasy all night. It was the events of the last week that caused his sleep schedule to fall apart.

Taehyung frowned at the thought of a strange incident a few days ago.

Taehyung was about to cross the street for lunch with Jimin, his best friend and secretary at the office. Unexpectedly, a sedan parked by the roadside suddenly sped towards him. The first Jimin noticed it quickly pulled Taehyung's arm back onto the sidewalk, so the accident could have been avoided.

Taehyung closed his eyes tightly trying to remove the memory from his head. But instead of being lost, Taehyung's brain actually played back memories of other unfortunate events.

The next day, to avoid something similar happening again, Taehyung decides to have lunch at the office. Shortly after his order came, Jimin suddenly told Taehyung that foreign investors had arrived from Singapore. With great force, Taehyung had to skip lunch and give the food to the OB who was carrying it. To Taehyung's surprise when he returned, he was told that OB, who had brought him lunch, had just been rushed to the hospital. Most likely due to food poisoning.

Not late to get there.

Today, after work, a black SUV continues to follow Taehyung's sedan. He almost contacted Jimin when suddenly the car was gone, no longer seen following him.

Taehyung knew that everything was planned. He knew someone wanted to try to eliminate him. But who?

Taehyung tilted his body facing the balcony covered with curtains. Find a comfortable position to sleep in.

But not yet had his eyes closed, he heard the knob of the room door behind him as turned slowly. See? He could not rest in peace in his own home.

Taehyung had no idea who was trying to get into his room. Obviously, it was a stranger. For almost a month he lived alone in this house. Without his grandfather lying in a coma in the hospital.

Taehyung remained silent in his position. He did not move even a little in the blanket that wrapped his body up to his shoulders. His jaw hardened as he caught the shadow of someone imprinted on the balcony curtain before him.

The dim lighting of the room makes the shadow more clearly visible. Taehyung's hand crumpled the inside of the blanket as the only nightstand light still burning behind his back further clarified the shadow of the man who was now getting closer to his bed.

Taehyung's heart rumbled violently as the shadow pulled something out from inside the jacket, which Taehyung believed was a dagger.

Dare to swear, Taehyung has never been in this tight position. But Taehyung wants to face it. If something bad is going to happen to him, at least he feels he must know who the person who has been chasing his life for the last few days.

Taehyung further prepared his entire body joints as the shadow raised his dagger high up towards Taehyung lying down. Making Taehyung hold his breath for a while, as if taking into account the right time to act.

Just as the dagger's eyes were about to swing down on him, that instant Taehyung jerked his body and threw his blanket up high towards the criminal. Make the criminal take a few steps back.

Favorable conditions for Taehyung. When the criminal pulled the blanket over his body, Taehyung already threw a kick into the criminal's chest. Making the criminal again take a few steps back, falling into the wall.

That opportunity Taehyung missed. He strafed the criminal with punches on his chest, stomach, and shins. Feeling cornered, the criminal intended to escape through the slightly open door of the room. But Taehyung first pulled his black jacket. I didn't let that guy run away.

Taehyung almost managed to pull his headgear, but what a shit! the criminal threw his dagger at Taehyung.

Although he had dodged, but the dagger was still about Taehyung. Right in the palm of his right hand.

“Akh..!” Taehyung stifled, feeling his hands suddenly ache and numb simultaneously.

“Yah! Goddamn bum! Don't run!” Taehyung really wants to chase the villain who has run away from his room. Eager to resolve his curiosity about who the person who really wanted to eliminate him.

But apparently it can't now. The scratches on his hands could not be underestimated. The wound kept bleeding. It looks like it's slashed pretty deep.

Taehyung turned his body towards the window when he heard the car engine running quite loud. He pulled a few curtains over there and saw a black SUV leaving his house in a hurry.

Ahh, that's the car that followed him when he got home from work this afternoon. Damnit damnit!

Aware of failing to get the identity of the person who wanted to harm him, Taehyung then gave up and sat on the edge of the bed. Open the nightstand drawer and take a handkerchief out of it. He then pressed the handkerchief on the wound that continued to bleed.

Taehyung grimaced when he realized that his blood was soiling the floor. Make him dizzy for a moment. Should he go to the hospital now?

Taehyung glanced at the car keys on the nightstand. Maybe if you drive slowly. His hand was outstretched about to pick up the car keys when the phone next to him shook. By Jimin.

“Eoh¹, Jimin-ah.” Taehyung replied after activating the loudspeaker on his phone.

“Tae, sorry to interrupt your time these nights. Oh, I don't mean night, but early morning. Hehe, Sorry.” Jimin chuckled for a moment then continued. “I just want to remind you, this morning you have a schedule to meet with interns from the planning division. Afraid you forgot.”

“Hm.” Taehyung gave a brief smile.

“Tae? You hear me?” Taehyung's mouth opened to say something, but then closed again as Jimin spoke again.

“Oh yes Tae, you just answered my phone so quickly? Have you not slept? Or did my call surprise you? Ahh.sorry yes. I'm just afraid you forgot the schedule you asked yourself was”

Taehyung grimaced as he felt his hand again throbbing in pain. He just opened the end of his handkerchief. To see if his blood keeps coming out.

“Tae, are you still there?” Jimin is back. Not letting Taehyung interrupt at all. “Actually I want to ask you this. Why do you want to meet them personally? Though if to say hello alone can be with-“

“Jimin-ah,.” Taehyung finally cut Jimin's sentence in a desperate tone.

“Hm?”

Taehyung looked up to endure the pain that was becoming. I swear he couldn't stand it.

“Taehyung-ah, what's up?” Feeling unresponsive, jimin back to voice.“Taehyung-ah, what happened? You all right? Say something!” Ask Jimin who feels there is something wrong with his best friend.

“Eoh, I'm good Jimin-ah.” Taehyung let out a long sigh and then returned,

“But it looks like I need your help.”

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Taehyung had just come out of the bathroom after finishing cleaning himself. His face was no longer as tangled as when he first arrived at the hospital. The wound was only treated thirty minutes ago on IGD.

Now he and Jimin are in the VVIP room, where Taehyung's grandfather is being treated. Taehyung decided to look at his grandfather's condition. Usually he will come after work, or at lunchtime. But since it was already here, Taehyung wanted to greet his grandfather. Although he himself was not sure his grandfather could sense his presence.

Meanwhile, Jimin stared dejectedly at Taehyung who was tidy with his work suit. A few moments ago an old man came to take the clothes from the laundry. Of course after Taehyung contacted the laundry house to take his work suit to the hospital. Oh come on, seriously that guy wants to go to the office right now? With such a condition?

Jimin still remembers, this morning blind, when the sun had not yet risen at all, his best friend had made him drive on the road like an idolatrous person.

How not? Jimin, who had only intended to remind Taehyung's schedule this morning by phone, was suddenly made anxious when Taehyung said he needed his help by speaking like a dying man. Oh well, that's overkill. It wasn't dying, but Jimin was sure Taehyung was in pain.

To be honest, after some bad events that almost took Taehyung's life, Jimin became very easy to worry about.

The man even offered to stay at Taehyung's house several times to accompany him. But his best friend continued to refuse by always saying ‘I'm not a child'.

And look what's happening now! Taehyung is back in a dangerous situation. Fortunately, the knife only hit his palm. How about- Ahh! Jimin really didn't want to imagine it.

“Jimin-ah, can you please help me button this?” Taehyung was already standing in front of Jimin while showing his left forearm that had not been cut off.

Jimin doesn't help Taehyung. The man sat cross-legged on the sofa right in front of Taehyung. Do not forget the eyes of Jimin who looked at his best friend with horror.

“Oh come on, don't you know how difficult I was when I dressed in the bathroom? I was really tormented doing everything with my hands like this.” Complain Taehyung who began to look desperately looked at his right hand that was being rebounded.

“Do you know you still want to go to the office? You really are something!” Jimin replied no less fierce.

“I can't ditch just because one hand hurt.”

"What can you do in the office? You won't even be able to sign the file with your battered hand!”

“I still have left hand.”

“You're not left-handed!”

“I'll try.”

“Then work on the button yourself!” Jimin was at the height of his anger. He turned the other way while shuffling his own hair.

Taehyung let out a long breath. He did not intend to return the snaps of his best friend. He knew very well that Jimin's anger was only a form of attention to him. He was well aware that Jimin was worried about him now.

So with all his patience and a sincere smile, Taehyung stretched out his hand pulling Jimin's arm to stand up. The first attraction was rejected by Jimin. The man brushed off Taehyung's hand with his face turned away. Make Taehyung's smile wider. He pulls Jimin back to his feet and is again rejected.

Taehyung to hold back the laughter realized the situation now. Like persuading an angry lover. Makes himself seem ridiculous. Luckily it was Jimin, so he didn't mind.

Jimin knew this tug-of-the-edge scene wouldn't have ended if he hadn't relented. Finally he gave up and let Taehyung pull his wrist to stand up.

“APA?!”

“Let me to the office. Yes?” Taehyung whined while showing his sweetest smile. Almost like a kid asking for candy. Has this man forgotten how old he is? Crazy one!

Jimin turned his face the other way. His eyes are getting hot. Goddamn bum! It's always like this when facing Taehyung. He was annoyed at loving the stubborn man in front of him. Although he was only a few months older than Taehyung, but he already considered Taehyung like his own sister.

Taehyung knew that. He really knows the feeling of Jimin who is always weak if he sees it in trouble. Even Jimin does not hesitate to cry if he can not stand it. Like now.

“You don't know I'm worried about you, huh?” Asked Jimin who was painstakingly looking at Taehyung's eyes. But shit! It made her tears fall. How humiliating!

“I know.” Taehyung replied as he wiped Jimin's tears with his bandaged hand.

“Then? Why do you still want to go? What if that bastard comes to you again and-“

“Jimin-ah,” Taehyung cut Jimin's line when he heard his best friend start sobbing. “What are you worried about? I'm not worried because you're with me. What bad things can happen when I'm in your custody, hm?”

Jimin was silent for a moment then let out a long sigh. He knew that he would not be able to resist the stubborn Taehyung.

“Good. We're going to the office now. But I'm going to postpone your meeting with the interns from the planning division. I'd like you to meet Yoongi Hyeong² and Namjoon Hyeong first.”

Taehyung smiled as he thrust his left hand at Jimin.“It's up to you. Do as you please.”

Jimin clucked but still accepted Taehyung's hand. He leaned on the sleeve of the man's shirt and then looked at him lazily.

“Thank you, Hyeong.” Taehyung's words sounded sincere, but annoying to Jimin. If you want, Taehyung just called him ‘Hyeong’.

“Si this fool is really annoying!” Jimin murmured but was loud enough for Taehyung to hear. Making Taehyung chuckle slowly watched Jimin who was bowing towards Taehyung's grandfather who was lying on the bed, before finally stepping towards the nursing room door while wiping away the rest of his tears.

After Jimin disappeared behind the door, Taehyung turned his body around to his grandfather's bed. Correcting the location of his grandfather's blanket that is neat while saying,

“Sleep longer if you still need a break, Harabeoji³. But promise to stay awake when the time comes. Don't worry about me, because I have a guardian angel who's always by my side.” Taehyung immediately straightened his body as his eyes began to heat up. He doesn't want to be as melancholy as Jimin.

“I go first Harabeoji, sarathae⁴.”

To be continued...

¹ Eoh : yes

² Hyeong : older brother

³ Harabeoji : grandpa

⁴ Saranghae : I love you / I love you

Hiii Yeoreobe...

I came to bring a new story, make you a loyal pussy Kim Taehyung/Tae-Tae/V BTS/blankTae/his father Yeontan/husband of ARMY-ehh, eehh,

Well... Anyway, he is...

The brazen plenary handsome who never wants to condition his face. Haha...

(Okay, Skipp is a personal comment above)

I made Taehyung's character here a strict, cold, and indifferent young boss. But also unyu-unyu and plain at certain times. Like if he is again the same friend or loved one. (Ciyeeehh!)

Yep.. Tae is in the real world..

A sexy abis time on stage, but kiyoottt and plain if again gather together Bangtan members.

Ehemm, so, anyone want this story to go on???