#chaebol!au

Hi! I've read this story before but it took me a while since i haven't read jikook fics for like weeks. is it maybe this one?

All Your Glory by eumorious

Author: jenuyu

Pairing: ChenSung (Chenle X Jisung)

Rating: 13+

Warnings: none

Genre: highschool!au, chaebol!au

Status: 5K

Length: 1/1

–>Arranged Meeting #1 in the Chaebol!AU for you anonie (≧◡≦) ♡ (not very much of a HC(?) but just thought I’d share this with ppl who like this AU! Tho, a heads up: I don’t know what i’m doing l o l. Also: explicit language…? IDK HAHA)

-Everyone in Yoongi’s family knew matchmaking Yoongi was a terrible, terrible idea bcs Yoongi couldnt even handle somebody telling him to clean the dishes and very much less being told to unite in holy matrimony with another complete stranger; no matter how “fine, husband material” this other person was told to turn out. 

-So everyone was betting their credit cards on Yoongi ditching the poor victim and burning down their family’s front lawn the first few weeks of introduction.

-But almost a month passed and nothing was burning and nobody died.

-Although, technically they weren’t wrong. 

-The first meeting consisted of a typical blind date in a restaurant uptown and Yoongi was bristling (apparently his mother couldn’t find a suitable time to schedule meet-up #1 since Husband Material had his plate full with his hard-pressed work on most days of the week. So they settled with a last minute brunch arrangement when Mr. Husband Material could “free up some time” and Yoongi was supposed to be recording.) 

-Yoongi purposely took his time; shrugging on a hoodie and picking up his keys off the kitchen counter at an amazingly slower pace than he’s ever voluntarily done; only to chime into the quaint establishment and guided to a reserved, empty table. 

-Husband Material only came in 25 minutes later when Yoongi was already staring daggers back at the other patrons who were shyly giving him silent encouragement. 

-When he saw those fluffy brown locks come bounding up to his seat with slack-clad long, long legs, Yoongi felt something similar to the taste of vomit coming up from the back of his throat bcs

what the actual fck?

-He vividly recalled his mother saying: It’s a blind date. 

Taehyung casually sat down, placed his leather messenger bag by their juxtaposed feet under the table. Yoongi probably heard a muttered apology, short mentions about the traffic, the weather and also something about rushing off to somewhere later but Yoongi just gave him a very hard stare; his tongue stuck tight to the roof of his mouth. But clearly his indignation was totally lost on the male opposite to him who was already picking up the menu by his elbow and positioning his reading glasses over a high nose; like they did this every other day, like both of them didn’t just get tea bagged by their respective parents right under their noses. 

Taehyung: /turning to the waitress/ I’ll have a seafood Aglio e Olio-

Yoongi: Taehyung

Taehyung: -And water. /turning to Yoongi/ Hyung. What are you hav-

Yoongi: Yah. Kim Taehyung.

Taehyung: Calm down. Let’s order first, okay? I can’t be here for too long-

Yoongi: Are you crazy? I’m not doing this with you.

-Yoongi only watched Taehyung’s unfaltering nonchalance. Even as Taehyung sighed, dismissed the wary waitress and neatly folded his hands over the wooden surface. He even had the nerve to check his nails, Yoongi fumed. 

Yoongi: If you were dying to choke on my dick, you didn’t have to run your mouth to our parents. ‘Blind date’? Blind date, my ass. 

Taehyung: /Yoongi watches as Taehyung’s eyebrows furrow; warm hazel irises swirling with concealed mirth under the low light/ It is a blind date. Didn’t know it was you till I saw your car outside.

Yoongi: Bull. Shit. What the fck were you thinking? 

Taehyung: Listen. I didn’t know. Told my mother I rather have somebody I knew if she was going to set me up. Didn’t think she’d pick you. 

Yoongi: Cuz what? Don’t have anymore twinks to warm your c/ck in your local area? 

Taehyung: Judging by you being here, clearly my mother knows what she’s doing. 

Yoongi: Fucke- 

Taehyung: Hyung. Don’t tell me you never expected this in the least? The two openly gay children to the two largest corporate families in South Korea, single. You didn’t expect them to pair us up? 

Yoongi: Expected this? Oh sure I was. I was powdering my nose, sitting pretty, waiting for you to bend on one knee in my sleep. Get off your high hors-

Taehyung: Proposing already? Well I was hoping you’d do it. You know. You being two years older and all that. Unless, of course, if you want me to do it, I see no reason not to. But not here, no. The floor looks dirty. 

Yoongi: Yah. We’re not doing this. I’m not doing this. Not with you. 

Taehyung: Why not?

Yoongi: Why not? Have you lost your freaking mind? We barely know eac-

Taehyung: Barely? I see you more than I do my own brothers. I could almost call this in/cest.

Yoongi: Look, kid, I don’t know what you’re playing at here but I’m not doing this with you. This won’t work. You know why this won’t work. 

Taehyung: Then what? Ruin my parents’ reputation bcs you’re just that embarrassed to hold hands with me? I don’t do things for you. 

Yoongi: God dam- Kim Taehyung. This is not Ice Age, genius. If you stopped being difficult and just tell your parents you don’t want this, nobody has to go through with this shi-

Taehyung: And tell them what? We fcked at their villa everyday over summer, you left and now you act like I don’t exist? We can go together and do that right now. Shift can get fcked if we could finally get this sorted between us. And you know what I want. 

Yoongi: So that is what this is about? About your feelings? If that’s what all you’re going to talk about, I don’t see why I should even be here anymo-

Taehyung: What I want is for both our parents to get off my dick. I’m not just existing to fuck and breed. I might not be as important as my brothers are to my parents in the grand scheme of things but I have a life and you do too.

Yoongi: Wh-

Taehyung: This talk about marriage is wearing me out. So before they tie us both up and leave us stranded on an island, I’m hoping we’d breeze this through ourselves. You can move in my apartment, we can go on a honeymoon, get a puppy if you’d like. Then we go our separate ways, after maybe, i don’t know, 1 year tops? 

Yoongi: And why the fuck do you think I wanna do this?

Taehyung: You’ve got a better plan? Us mistress’ children don’t have much choice. Thought you’d know better than that. 

Yoongi found himself at a dead end. He felt his mouth quickly run dry, feeling his mind drawing up blank. It was a good compromise but Yoongi’s pride couldn’t leave room for any contemplation. 

Taehyung: Give it some thought. There’s no rush. Not like our parents aren’t going to stop just because our dicks shrivel up… And I’ll leave now. Don’t have much of an appetite anyway.