《FATE 運命》03
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Tae stepped inside a cosy warm house he put his shoes in the rack and walked towards his room he took a hot bath to overcome his stress of the day. He looked at the time and it's almost eve so he decided to cook dinner. Once the dinner was ready he stepped inside another room.
He smiled at the sleeping figure and sits beside her. He took her hand and gently creased her hairs.
"Granny" he spoke gently and kissed her knuckles.
"Son you're home I didn't realise when I dozed off" said a beautiful old lady who is in her late 80's.
"It's ok Granny let's get up I made us dinner"
They both ate there dinner as tae tucked his granny in the bed.
Tae live with her grandmother after his parents death. He was the only son of his parents who died in a accident . After his parents death the only source of income is the savings of his father which he used to complete his studies and apart from that he did part time jobs to support his and her granny's daily needs . His granny supported him a lot. He was a nerdy topper of his University back then he don't have many friends , friends or we can say he has no friend to talk with because everyone finds him wierd with those glasses that make him ugly in everyone's eyes.
Everything Is fine for tae unless they found that his granny has a major heart disease. He worked his ass off to get a job so that he can provide a better treatment for his granny. And the result today he's the best professor to be known.
Tae sat on his bed eyeing the file in his hands he took his pen and filled the school form and did the formalities he turned the light off and dozed off.
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"Granny I'm going plzz take care and if something happens you know how to call me right?!! Ok bye Granny I love you" said tae kissing her granny's forehead.
" Yaa you I'm not that old I lack energy otherwise I'm the one who gonna join you for a morning jog"
"very funny" said tae making a cute face and bid his granny goodbye.
"Mr. Kim where are we going I mean it's the opposite way " asked a confused jungkook sitting on the backseat.
"Come on kook I'm gonna kidnap you I just want to pick my friend" said namjoon as he stop his car in front of tae's house.
Jungkook was still unaware of the situation but as he titled his head to another side he froze on his spot.
As tae stepped outside his house he found Namjoon's car waiting for him. He giggled and stepped inside the car and hugged the younger. Jungkook's heart was beating fast for a unknown reason.
"Morning hyung, why so sudden you should leave a text if you wanna pick me so that I won't make you wait."
"Morning tae, ahh it's fine lil actually jeons are not home so they gave me the responsibility to pick their son up".
Tae looked at the back seat and met with a Idk what's going on faced bunny. He just smirked.
"G-good m-mornimg P-profesor Kim".
"Very good morning jungkook" said tae with his deep voice sending chills to jungkook .
"Why don't you buy a car I told you I'll help you it's too much for you to walk down the station"
"Hyung *sigh* I told you I'm not the condition to buy car and her treatment is still going I'll buy once I'm stable and I love walking down the streets".
Namjoon hummed " how's he"
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" He's good he's asking about you"
Namjoon pulled the brakes suddenly making everyone stumble " what!!? are you serious"
" Yes hyung he's realising and maybe you guys get along soon"
Namjoon just hummed. The ride was silent for Jungkook as the Kims were busy in discussing something and he was just processing the *HE* , *SHE* shit that happened before.
As they reached the University the whole surrounding was shocked after watching their hot professor coming out of a black car.
The rest of the day passed the same as previous and jungkook find himself zoning out over his proffer in his classes. And tae noticed it.
"Mr. Jeon meet me after your classes" said taehyung as he left the flustered class behind.
Everyone attacked jungkook.
"Dude what's going on"
"Hey you damn lucky"
"Hey why is he Calling you"
"Hey dumbass just get off my friend" said a angry jimin shoving everyone.
"Thanks chim"
"Gosh these kids btw do you know proffesor Kim?!".
"Maybe" jungkook wisphers which is unaudible to jimin.
"Uh?!!"
"No chim,Ig he's gonna talk about the file"
" File?!!... Argh leave ok listen I won't be able to walk with you to your home. I'm going out with yoongi"
" It's fine chim don't worry enjoy"
Said Jungkook as he made his way towards tae's cabin.
" Ok sir I'll tell everyone for the extra class in 5 mins, ok thank-you sir I'll leave and tell everyone before they leave the school" said a girl coming out of tae's cabin.
Jungkook feels kinda jealous but he shrugged the thought because he was unaware why he's feeling like this.
He knocked and meet with a deep come in.
Again his eyes met with the latter who is wearing big glasses, which jungkook find cute as he never seen his professor wearing glasses.
"Here, thanks for coming you can leave" said tae handling the file to jungkook which jungkook accepted with shakey hands and his eyes fixed over his professor.
"Yes?!".
"Uh?!"
"I said You can leave"
" o-Oh right! I mean y-yeah thankyou sir" jungkook bowed and about to leave but he turned back.
" P-professor Kim"
"Yes"
"D-do I k-know you?!"
"Maybe".....
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