YOUR BODYGUARD | p2

spoiler: TAE MEETS JUNGKOOOK

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After Taehyung left the area, he ran to the main road. It started to get dark already. Putting on the cap and dark sunglasses, he took a cab.

“To the Park Avenue, please.”

There was a jet-black car on the left side of the road with the tinted windows - Taehyung noticed but did not pay much attention, he was just fed up with black cars since his father and the rest of workers in the corporation always used big black cars with the darkened glass – oh prestige and seriousness! While Taehyung’s cars were art - he painted them; with all colors and his creative imagination, he turned them into the pieces of art so collectors wanted them for galleries and museums.

The cab could have reach the destination within 10 minutes if not the traffic jam. Big city. A problem that people of all classes encounter (except traffic jam makes pedestrians feel kinda superior).

“Peachy” Taehyung muttered to himself, paid the cab and quickly hopped out.

It started raining; he sped up the pace, as the rain got heavier.

“Rain is good, rain is nice… romantic!” he thought to himself as the soaked fabric clung to his skin.

Seojoon’s bar was very close, just a few steps away. Securities by the doors recognized him when he took off the cap and glasses - they let him in. The VIP bar was crowded, loud music bass boosted was blasting from stereos. Taehyung approached the bartender.

“CAN I SEE MR. PARK?” he tried to out-scream the music.

“EXCUSE ME????”

“WHERE IS SEOJOON??!! THE BOSS??!!” Taehyung was on the verge of screaming his lungs out.

“TURN??? THE BASS??” the bartender was confused, “PLEASE REPEAT!!”

“Ooofff!” Taehyung huffed, he was ready to go upstairs and search for his boyfriend. Before he could blink, there is a split–second flash and a gunshot. The music does not stop. Taehyung is freaked out, he turns around and a body collapses on the floor. Across the room where the shocked crowd dispersed like the ocean waves - there is a tall man standing, long hair, black suit, a pistol in his hand.

Before Taehyung knew it, the man runs over, grabs him by the waist and drags him out of the bar.

“LET ME GO!!! LET ME GOOOOOO!!!” Taehyung drums his tiny fists on the other’s shoulder.

“WHAT THE F*CK???!!! IS HE MADE OF IRON??? AJGSDAKJFKDFJJDSLHFLKJ SHITSHITSHITSHIT!!! I’M F*CKED! F*CK!!” Taehyung’s thoughts raced in absolute panic; he is already regretting all his life decisions.

Meanwhile abductor carried the son of CEO to the car. That damn car. The same black-jet car Taehyung saw when he left his own house.

“THAT MF’S CAR!!! NOOOOOOOOO…” Taehyung was screaming internally.

“Please please please please don’t…” he chanted, his body shaking with fear. And then all of sudden-

“Calm down,” the man said.

That voice. It sounded like honey, smooth, clear, low. There was no aggression or malice; on the contrary, it was somewhat… hypnotizing.

Taehyung felt like melting in his arms, so he just had to get in the car.

“Oh my god…” He covered his face with both hands and was almost sure that the mysterious man is going to take him to the wasteland and shoot him, or at best, ties him up in the basement.

The ride seemed to take a few seconds. Engine off. Where are they? A motel. Great. Just awesome.

Taehyung wanted to jump in anger; it will not help, of course.

The man got him out of the car and carried to the room in a f*cking bridal style. Everything happened so fast, like in a flash of light.

Taehyung is thrown onto the bed.

Door slams. Lock turns.

Silence.

Only heavy breathing breaking through.

Taehyung froze, ready for the end.

But… nothing happens?

Taehyung slowly opened his eyes. The man stood with his back to him, facing the door. Like he didn’t care that the son of CEO could attack him from behind. Taehyung didn’t risk, the gun was still there.

Everything remained unmoving for like eternity… and it was getting awkward, until Taehyung decides to talk.

“Look, I-”

“Shhhhh!” The man turned putting his finger to his lips.

Only now, Taehyung looked at his face. It was a deadly handsome young man: his long purple hair reaching to his shoulders, framed the face with perfect features. Taehyung had a habit to see beauty everywhere, even in such extreme situations.

“Pay attention’ Taehyung remembers Jimin told him, ‘pay attention to smallest things’. Of course, his soulmate meant doing make-up or picking clothing, but the advice was relatable especially when he saved his life. Right now, remembering criminal’s appearance was necessary.

Taehyung waited. When the other turned around again, there was a couple more guns on his belt under the unbuttoned jacket.

“Oh sh*t!” Taehyung flinched, “Okay. For god’s sake, can you please explain who the f*ck are you?? And what the f*ck is happening here?!”

“Calm down.”

God. That same phrase. With that same voice, smooth voice.

“Alright. Mr. Calmdown. Tell me, why some brute with hella guns kills people around, then kidnaps me and throws me into a f*ckin’ motel? – and then he tells me to calm down??"

“It’s not like I'm gonna make you have sex with me now, you know,” the man replied.

Wow. This... after a couple of ‘calm downs’ was wordy. While Taehyung was confused whether to take this as “flirting” or “sarcasm”, the other slowly raised his hand with a gun pointed at the door.

He fired. Bam!

Door got a bullet hole on it. He unlocked it. Another armed body was laying in the corridor.

Taehyung was lost for words. He watched the scene in silent horror. The man was totally cool, just like that character from Hollywood blockbusters, he put the gun back in the holster and got out his phone.

“Clear.” He reported.

Taehyung could not process what just happened.

“Let’s go,” the man said, grabbed his arm and led him outside.

They were walking to the car. Taehyung’s knees went wobbly.

“Are you going to… kill me?” he asked.

The man stopped right there and looked at him. There was a huge WTF expression on his face. He, paused and said,

“I am your bodyguard.”

“WHAT????!!!!!” Taehyung gasped. His voice echoed in the night air.

“JK. Sir Kim hired me for his son – you,” the man added.

Taehyung never experienced such a massive plot twist in his life.

“Unfuckingbelievable.”

“Wanna see the contract? Signed yesterday.”

Now Taehyung wanted to hide, to become invisible, to evaporate into the air as the realization struck him. The ‘Private Security’ his father hired - this is what the butler Lee told him last night. And he made a drama. But he couldn’t blame himself for overreacting since that ‘bodyguard’ didn’t bother to explain. He was too shocked to pay attention and see that the man was actually saving his life – he eliminated the killers and managed not to hurt him in any way, in fact, he handled him so carefully there was not a single scratch on his body. He did it like a pro.

“Wait wait wait. My father hired a personal bodyguard for me and didn’t tell me in the first place?”

“Ask him.”

He was right. CEO did not have time for this. Every call would be “unavailable”.

“Why couldn’t you come in person?”

“We could have introduce ourselves to each other tonight if only you didn’t run away to your… whatever. It was a stupid decision but not the worst – even turned out productively”.

Taehyung did not expect the man to be so talkative; apparently, he was annoyingly good at arguing. But “your whatever?” - how the hell he knew the son of CEO had a boyfriend?? Taehyung did his best to keep his personal life away from the spotlight. Well maybe that ‘bodyguard’ somehow found the ‘leaked rumors’ through the paparazzi? Or possibly he knew Seojoon? Was he Taehyung’s fanboy? The weirdest question was how he knew Taehyung was going to see Seojoon this day? He was only messaging with him…

“Wa-wa-wait, how the hell? Are you spying on my phone?”

“For security purposes.”

“Is this even legal?? You must be a federal agent.”

“I have access to your phone provided by your father’s company.”

“Peachy. He allows a stranger to read my personal stuff.” Taehyung had an internal screaming again. Despite everything, that bodyguard was cool, like the coolest air conditioner.

“Nothing personal. My mission is to protect your body”.

“Can I see my father?" Taehyung sighed "I need to talk.” 

The ‘bodyguard’ opened the car door for him – such a gentleman.

“Sure. I’ll take you home,” he said, and added “to your father.”

~End of chapter~ (to be continued)