"So basically you don't like the guy. Just say you don't like Jeongguk, stop making it a long lecture.", Kyong mutters, with a pissed out expression.

"Stop twisting my words. I never said I had a problem with Jeongguk. I have a problem with you and Jeon Jonghu. You both are just too much. You take things over extent. There are limitations. You both exceeded it. Tell me, do you even care about what I say? Do you care about what I want? Do you care about what I desire?" Taehyung turns his body fully towards his father as he yells out his pilled up feelings.

"Tae-"

"Just stop. I sometimes wished you disappeared instead of eomma, because she would care. Actually, fuck that, both of you are arrogant and selfish humans. You never cared about me. Namjoon isn't the one forced into this, he is living his life in America and here you are forcing me into many different situations. Making my decisions. This says a lot about you." Taehyung cries out as more anger coils up in his nerves, igniting flames in the pit of his stomach. "This is just so suffocating, I'm leaving."

A slam of a door is heard, causing the old man to flinch. His eyes widened, and heart beating.

Is he that bad of a father?

~•~•|•|•~•~

"How did it go?", Jimin questions the moment his friend enters his house or more like a room. The short male just stays lying on his sofa staring at the TV in front of his eyes, ten feet away.

Taehyung has a thing. Whenever he feels overwhelming emotions corrupting his mind, he barges in his friend's hostel. The guy's roommate barely comes to the room so Taehyung isn't afraid of an awkward situation. It hadn't occurred once, proving the rare appearances of Jimin's roommate.

"The guy was nice, I'd totally bang but commitment? Maybe, maybe not. Other than that it was shitty. Horrible. Words just can't do justice to my misery." Taehyung complains, plopping on top of his friend, causing a groan to leave the male under the bigger body.

"You're too heavy." Jimin mutters, trying to push his friend away from over his body but the male just puts more weight on the smaller male. "Fat bitch."

"I probably weigh less than you, chubby mochi."

"God what will I ever do with this kid." Jimin dramatically speaks, raising his arms which were on each side of his friend's body, bringing his hands together in a prayer position.

"Drama queen." Taehyung mumbles as finally Jimin pushes the other male causing the taller body to fall on the floor, fortunately a carpet under, saving him from severe damage.

"Now what about banging?"

"Whore. I was just saying his cute, personality wise but hot as hell physically. I would totally let him choke me." The younger male utters with the most shameless words leaving his lips.

"And you call me a whore.", Jimin excaliams, lying on his side to have a view of his friend on the ground.

"Cuz you are. Well the point here is, I like him. Marriage maybe no. Is it bad that I'm infatuated by him but don't wanna marry him?"

"I don't know. I never was in a situation like yours." The older replies, staring at his now distracted friend. His eyes seemed distant, staring at the ceiling.

"Maybe, it won't be that bad.", he said, distractingly. Taehyung's facial expression making his inner conflict evident.

"Hopefully, maybe it really will go smoothly.", Jimin looks over at his younger, uttering these words to cause some sort of peace in his friend's heart.

"Or maybe it will ruin my life. I just want a bit more time before committing to a lifetime bond. Am I asking for too much?"

"Tae-" Jimin starts to voice out his thoughts when his voice gets cut off by a phone ring.

"It's mine, I'll get it.", Taehyung mumbles, taking out his phone from his pocket, he looks at the caller ID and sits up quickly, eyes widened.

"Who is it?", Jimin asks curiously, peaking at the other's phone.

"It's Jeongguk."