Kim Taehyung softly grunted while limping through the peaceful garden with a bandaged forehead in his pajamas. The man carefully eased his weight onto the bench with a slight grimace. Grunts. His sore body aching all over with every subtle movement, groaning, he leaned back against the bench while touching the secured bandage as he gazed at the water fountain. The man had woken from his unconscious state the day before and had been residing inside the infirmary to recover. He decided to leave the room for a refreshing walk, but his body was aching all over.
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Strut. Strut.
The man shifted his irritated gaze to the source of the unwelcoming presence, only to find Jang Sora pushing an empty wheelchair forward until she reached the bench. Halt. Taehyung's eyes flicked down to the bowl resting on a tray atop the wheelchair before they returned to her face with a frown. She ignored his cold look, lifted the tray, and settled beside him on the bench.
"I don't want it," He grunted, shifting his dim gaze away as the heiress stirred the bowl and softly blew on the warm porridge.
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"Ah," She insisted, presenting the spoon to his firmly shut mouth. Taehyung turned, brow furrowing at her insistent gaze, as she eagerly waited to feed him.
"Are you deaf-"
"Weeeee~! Open your mouth, little child~! Aaaaaah~! Eat up so you can become a big boy~! Aaaaaaah~!" She cooed playfully while flying the spoon toward him like a tiny airplane. Taehyung froze with his eyes wide open at her antics until he stiffened at her childish manner. A big man like him did not wish to be treated like a child.
"Are you crazy- Urgh!" Taehyung scoffed but gasped in shock when the heiress shoved the spoonful inside his mouth and quickly pulled away with a smug smile. The man choked hysterically, coughing and pounding his fist against his chest before snapping his sharp glower to her unbothered reaction.
"Good boy," Sora smiled, lifting her hand to pat his head, causing Kim Taehyung's jaw to drop in disbelief. Whack. He rudely swatted her hand away as he wiped his stained lips with a scowl.
