jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

f i f t y t h r e e .

Namjoon helped Jangmi put on her backpack, combing her hair before clipping on the angel wing. "Alright, have a good day at school, okay?"

"I will daddy!" Jangmi exclaims, giving Namjoon one last hug before walking out the front door with one of her bodyguards. She gives one last wave at the man, before turning around. The door closes shut, leaving Namjoon to let out a deserved tired sigh.

It was bright and early morning. The maids had backed off from Namjoon by Taehyung's direct orders - they were intimidated enough anyways. The staff had already started rushing around the mansion.

Namjoon turned around to see Taehyung. Frowning, "You never leave me alone, do you?"

"... Come with me," is all he says.

"Why?" Namjoon asks.

Taehyung tsks irritatingly, grabbing Namjoon by the wrist. Dragging him back upstairs. Namjoon sighs, but doesn't say a word. A little bit slower than Taehyung since he has to limp slightly.

They both walk past Jangmi's bedroom door and into the bedroom next door - Taehyung's bedroom. Namjoon's pushes against the bed, and Taehyung disappears into a walk-in closet.

In utter confusion, Namjoon sits there. Looking around the lavish room. Modernized, sleek, gigantic - something Namjoon could never afford with his salary. He notices a couple picture frames against the wardrobes, getting up and walking over.

Photos of Jangmi as a child sat on the top; varying from a photo of when she was first born, photo of her walking, and photos of her toothless smile. Namjoon couldn't help by fondly smile.

His eyes trailed off to the woman in Jangmi's photo of when she was born. The lady's face had been cropped out, but a gentle smile was on her lips and chocolate brown hair dangled down to her collarbones. She must not look much like her mother, Namjoon thought. He pondered what the woman looked like, knowing fully well Jangmi might grow up looking like the female version of her father.

A hand snatches the frame from Namjoon's hands, and places it face down on the wardrobe. "I didn't bring you here to be nosy," Taehyung says.

"... Then why did you bring me here?" Namjoon sighs, turning to see Taehyung holding a pair of folded clothes.

"You smell like shit, and I'm taking you somewhere," Taehyung says, shoving the clothes to his chest. "I need you to shower, and change into these. I have a business issue amongst my syndicate, and I'm not leaving you alone with the maids since the bodyguards are coming with us."

Namjoon sighed, taking the clothes into his hands. Taehyung goes into the bathroom, the other male following behind him. Watching as he turns on the shower head inside the large see-through glass box beside the toilet. 

Taehyung rolls his sleeve up to see the water temperature then drying his hand on a towel on the rack. He moves away, leaning against the wall, and crossing his arms. "Alright, hurry up. I don't like it when people waste water."

Namjoon looked at Taehyung. "... Are you gonna leave or...?"

"... Do you want me to stay?" The other asks.

"No, so get out of here." Namjoon scoffs, clutching the fabric in his arms.

"Can't," Taehyung shrugs, "There is more than one escape route in this bathroom, and obviously I don't trust you. I need to apply your medicine and bandage you again anyways."

"Can I at least get some dignity while I shower?!" Namjoon sighs harshly. Looking at the gigantic mirror with lights that shown just how icky he felt. He did look disheveled, remembering he hadn't showered in a long time.

"Don't worry," Taehyung says, smirking, "I'll turn around." he faces the mirror.

"What? You think I'm a moron?!" Namjoon shouts, "Cover your eyes, you're facing a goddamn mirror for crying out loud."

Namjoon places the clothes down on the sink counter beside Taehyung - who covered his eyes. The robe he use to cover himself up was loosened, and dropped to the floor. Soon enough, his pants. Taehyung still didn't peak.

"I can't tell if being a manipulative jerk is the real you or being a terrible father," Namjoon huffs. His hands hook to the bottom of his boxer's waistband.

Taehyung uncovered his eyes with a frown. "I can leave you handcuffed for the whole day to the bed if you- oh pffffttt hAh-"

"What did I say about covering your eyes?! Pervert!"

[unedited]