5

Because of being overly grief-stricken, jungkook didn’t talk to taehyung as they made their way back.

In contrast, taehyung seemed unperturbed this whole time. After they arrived at the hospital, taehyung again picked jungkook up by the waist and carried him out of the car. He then rolled him to the sickroom, and even making sure to inquire on jungkook’s discharge time.

The doctor’s judgement was that jungkook’s operation was successful and he was recovering well. In a few more days, jungkook could be discharged and return home to rest.

jungkook started to feel a little panicked.

To tell the truth, he didn’t like the hospital, but compared to being alone with taehyung in their marriage home, he was more than willing to stay in the hospital. At least there were beautiful and gentle little nurses here! Couldn’t he just stay here forever?

jungkook thought hard of a way to stay in the hospital, but he really didn’t have the courage to break his healing leg again. And so the indecisiveness continued until the discharge date arrived.

taehyung could be considered to be very considerate; he specially brought clothing and shoes for jungkook. When jungkook saw that neat stack of women’s clothing, he wished he could fall over dead.

Your mom! Can he wear his hospital gown home? He didn’t want to wear women’s clothing!

But jungkook knew that this was simply not possible. His current body was literally a female body. Moreover, a top level female body wearing women’s clothing could only be considered the epitome of normalcy. There would only be one person who would feel something was wrong.

Thus, jungkook could only start dressing with a heart filled with complex emotions. Before another problem made itself known. The lacy panties were something he could endure and put on, but how could he handle the fabled bra? In addition, he had only seen men remove a goddesses bras in adult videos, never put them back on! So, how was he supposed to put them on?

jungkook held in a mouthful of blood as he examined it for a while. Then, he finally put on the bra. Next was a long one-piece dress. jungkook expressionlessly put it on without error: Hmph! I, your father, have even put on a bra! How much more does a dress matter?!

After being covered in sweat from the trial of getting dressed, jungkook finally allowed taehyung that was waiting outside to come in. Then, he despairingly said, “I’m done! Let’s go!”

taehyung looked at him, “Your hair.”

“Ah?” jungkook followed his gaze and looked down. This was when he realized that his hair was a mess. He sighed sadly, then hastily brushed his hair with the hairbrush he picked up from the bedside table. He suddenly released an unexpected whimper.

When taehyung glance over at him, jungkook was a little embarrassed. The original owner’s head of long hair was very pretty–very black and long, and the hair quality was equally good. However, jungkook had been a man for close to thirty years.

He had never grown hair this long, so every time he brushed his hair it would become a very tangled. Plus, he really didn’t know how to take care of it. The most he could do was to work hard at brushing it from the scalp down; it was completely unthinkable for him to do something such as style it.

jungkook originally wanted to cut his hair short after being discharged, as short as possible, but he found out that women’s short hairstyles were even harder to take care of after chatting with the nurses, which had dispelled that idea.

After all, compared to the irritation of short hair that needed to have this or that applied, be blow-dried, or be permed, long hair only needed to be brushed smooth, was simple to the extreme. Plus, this hairstyle matched well with jungkook’s little face. The long hair draping over his shoulders really made jungkook look like a gentle beauty.

This kind of cute beauty actually married taehyung! jungkook couldn’t help but be bitter and hateful whenever he looked into the mirror.

taehyung looked at him with his eyebrow slightly raised after hearing him whimpering.

jungkook thought: What are you looking at?! If one day you, Young Master kim, become a woman, you probably wouldn’t be any better off!

Naturally, taehyung alone was the one to pick him up after being discharged from the hospital.

jungkook couldn’t help but find it odd. Other than taehyung and jungkook’s colleagues and students, there are no other visitors during his hospital stay. jungkook’s relatives could be excused because of his marrying in a far off place; a hometown not being in S City would probably make it hard to visit.

However, jungkook remembered taehyung’s family was a family of high status living in S-city. But why didn’t jungkook see a single visitor from the husband’s family during his hospital stay? Were they really not told or was jungkook a hated daughter-in-law?

jungkook silently watched taehyung driving beside him and thought in a gossipy manner: Is this what they call the snobbishness of a wealthy family?

“tae ” *cough* “hyung”

“En.”

“Let me ask you a few questions! Where do we live right now?”

“Century World.”

jungkook was silent for a moment. Century World. The old him couldn’t even buy one square of that kind of high-class neighborhood even with a whole years’ worth of salary!

“Ha Ha. Let’s ask a more private matter. Right now… *cough*… How much do you make in a year?

“……”

“Then let’s change to a different question. Where do you work right now?”

“CMI.”

“…Is it the CMI I’m thinking of?”

“Yes.”

jungkook was silent for another moment. CMI. The company on the top of his wish list of employers after graduating, but he didn’t even get to the interview. He had been eliminated in the first round.

“What’s your current job?”

“President.”

jungkook’s eyes suddenly opened wide in shock.

As if he felt the profound disbelief in jungkook’s gaze, taehyung turned around to look at him, “What?”

jungkook said woodenly, “Can I ask how old you are this year?”

“Thirty.”

jungkook thought: No wonder! This person is older than me by an entire year so this kind of gap is very normal…… LALALALALA. Your mom’s ghost is the only one who would believe this guy being the President of CMI at thirty is normal! I, your father, at twenty-nine am still a low-level IT worker! AH! Table flip! (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

jungkook angrily turned his head. In these times, it could be said that the gap between the haves and have-nots was much too big. This was an actual gory localized version of tall, rich, and handsome vs. deadbeat loser!

Inferiority! Did this gap between people have to be so cutting?! taehyung you’re really unbelievably great, right? Facts have shown that the difference between father Gang and an adoptive father is very important![1]

“What’s going on again?”

jungkook calmly inhaled, then smirked. “Nothing much. I didn’t realize that my spouse was so talented. I was thinking about if something happened to you in the future how much I would inherit and felt a little surprised, that’s all.”

“……”

After entering the district, he saw a neat row of luxury branded cars that every man dreamed about in the garage. Even though jungkook still felt a slight sense of phantom limb pain, he felt a lot calmer.

Next jungkook lost a little of that calm. –What a coincidence! Unexpectedly, the elevator malfunctioned and needed to be fixed.

jungkook asked, “What floor is your… *cough*… our house on?”

taehyung said drily, “Floor 21.”

jungkook tactfully shut his mouth.

The property manager sincerely apologized and asked them to wait a while. Then, taehyung asked, “About how long will this take to fix?”

The property manager hesitated. “Ten… Ten minutes.”

jungkook cautiously asked, “How about we wait?”

taehyung didn’t say anything so jungkook took it as tacit agreement.

After ten minutes, the property manager wiped his sweat as he apologized, “I’m really sorry. Because of the severity of the malfunction, the elevator will not be in service for the rest of the day.”

jungkook scratched his head, “This means that we have to climb up twenty-one floors?”

Looking at the nearby taehyung who was silent, yet whose expression darkened, “Twenty-one floors is usually not a big deal, but my current condition…”

Service in a high-class neighborhood was different. The property manager, hearing what was said, immediately said, “We can help!”

jungkook was struck by a thought. He glanced at taehyung. Cheerfully, he asked the property manager, “In this situation, I can only let someone piggyback me up the stairs. Are you wanting to help piggyback me up?”

Naturally, the property manager looked at taehyung.

But jungkook didn’t let taehyung answer before he immediately rejected, “No, we can’t possibly. My hubby is obviously right here, why would I want to let another man piggyback me? Besides, my hubby is strong and vigorous. What does climbing twenty-one flights of stairs count as?! Right, hubby?”

jungkook suddenly felt that the normally difficult to say ‘hubby’ now flowed much easier from his lips. In the end, he dragged out the last syllable in a sweet tone like a little woman with complete trust in her hubby.

Although taehyung remained expressionless, jungkook who had spent some time with him could tell that he was feeling persecuted, making jungkook laugh endlessly in his head.

taehyung, you started off stealing my girls, causing me to die an untimely death before marrying a wife. Today, don’t blame me for getting my revenge!

To stop taehyung from refusing, jungkook put all his effort into his acting. He pulled at taehyung’s sleeve. When taehyung looked over, jungkook looked up at him with an innocent and sincere expectation. “Hubby! Let’s quickly go home, OK?!”

taehyung’s expression chilled and darkened. He was silent for a moment before he finally emitted a faint ‘en’.

jungkook immediately lit up with pleasure.

The property manager felt apologetic. “Mr. Mrs. Is there anything we can do to help?”

jungkook smilingly said, “In a while, just deliver the wheelchair upstairs.”

Then he turned towards taehyung while obediently opening up his arms, “Hubby?”

taehyung looked at him silently for a moment, then squatted down with his back to jungkook.

With the help of the property manager, jungkook climbed onto taehyung’s back and completely happily said, “Hubby, let’s go!” He thought for a moment, then laughingly added, “You can do it!”

jungkook could guarantee that he felt taehyung’s back stiffen.

Thus, with his mood now lifted. Even though he was envious of taehyung’s rather solid, wide back, it felt fulfilling when he thought of his love rival having to piggyback him up twenty-one flights of stairs.

Even though taehyung was carrying a big, live person, his steps remained steady and did not display any signs of fatigue. In contrast, jungkook who laid on his back felt an unbearably painful pressure on the two lumps of meat on his chest, which, as one would expect, made him squirm.

Just as he was searching for a comfortable position, his received a spank to the bottom. Then, taehyung lightly reprimanded, “Stop moving around!”

jungkook brain exploded. What just happened? fúck! He. He-He-He was actually spanked by taehyung?!

jungkook felt humiliated anger, but was afraid if he moved too much taehyung would give him another one. Thus, he could only endure with great effort. Except, the arms holding taehyung’s neck started to tighten.

Sure enough, after a little while, taehyung coughed uncomfortably and lightly reprimanded, “Don’t squeeze your arms so tight!”

jungkook hatefully glared at the head right in front of his eyes, yet he maintained an innocent tone as he said, “But I’m afraid I’ll fall!”

taehyung was silent. He boosted up the body on his back.

Although jungkook had a slim figure, it was still the weight of an adult. After piggybacking this body for a few floors, taehyung’s breathing slowly became labored.

jungkook heard it in his ear, lifting his spirits. Yet, he said in an enthusiastic tone, “Hubby, are you bored? Why don’t we play some brain games?!”

Without waiting for taehyung’s response, he cheerfully started.

“A 30% done steak and a 50% done steak met on the street, but they didn’t greet each other. Why do you think this happened?”

taehyung did not respond. jungkook wasn’t angry and directly answered, “Because they’re not familiar with each other! Ha Ha Ha! Isn’t it great?”

taehyung, “……”

“Okay. Let me give you another riddle! There were two people who fell into a pit. One died, and one lived. The dead person was called “Living”, what’s the person who lived called?”

taehyung, “……”

jungkook hit taehyung on the head, “Come! Quickly answer, dear!”

taehyung’s deep voice held a hint of anger, “If you keep asking, I’ll throw you down.”

jungkook embarrassedly pulled his hand back. “It’s okay if you can’t think of the answer! Let me just tell you the answer. Of course, the living person called, ‘Help me!’”

A cold gust of wind blew through the empty staircase.

taehyung continued to silently climb up the stairs. jungkook lazily sprawled on his back. He was very bored so, after remaining silent for a moment, he opened his mouth again.

“How about we tell jokes! One day, Mung Bean broke up with his girlfriend so he cried and cried. He sorrowfully cried until……. he sprouted.”

“……”

“Not funny? Then how about another one. One day, a cat…”

“Shut up!”

Hearing the coldness in his voice, jungkook obediently shut his mouth. With the ensuing silence, he immediately heard taehyung’s laborious breathing that couldn’t be controlled anymore.

Oh! How many floors has he climbed? It seems as if we’ve passed ten floors? It seems that his “hubby’s stamina was pretty good! jungkook grinned maliciously. From behind taehyung where he couldn’t be seen, but he had to pretend to show his care for him. “Hubby, are you tired? How about I sing a song to give you strength?!”

taehyung still wasn’t able to stop him in time so jungkook started to sing. In high spirits, he sang with a lively tone–all evidence of his good mood.

“Cowboy, you are mighty and majestic.

A galloping steed is like a storm.

You can wander the plains as far as you can see.

Your heart is an ocean as vast as the earth.

Cowboy, you are in my heart.

I wish to melt into your wide chest.”

taehyung carefully placed jungkook on the steps. When he turned around, jungkook saw a bead of sweat slide down the side of taehyung’s angry face.

jungkook secretly smiled. taehyung. Ah, taehyung. After climbing up twelve floors, you’re really dying, right?

Just when jungkook was feeling carefree, taehyung suddenly glared at him and said, “From now on, you’re not allowed to make a sound!”

jungkook: “……”

After resting a while, jungkook climbed onto taehyung’s back again; he really didn’t make a peep.

As a result, there was only the sound of taehyung’s footsteps echoing in the empty stairwell.