Taekook Ig Novels & Stories

"Welcome to Silverio Stones, Kairo," said a man who looks like any Korean idol with his prominent Asian feature and two blocks with bangs hairstyle, even his black turtle neck and gray trousers plus a dainty Christian Dior chains scream nothing but kpop idol culture. His set of deep dimples made him the charming and cute type of handsome rather than the sexually appealing type of handsome.

At this time, Piao Xiuyuan jumped out and said, "Yang Xiao, you can be proud. He is not only the bodyguard of Senior Han, but also Imperial Emperor of our Korea ancient Taekwondo. If you want to beat him, you have to think twice." "That's right!" Korea jumped out again. "Yang Xiao, so what if you know music? So what if you beat Senior Guo? You're still a weak chick. A warrior of our ancient Taekwondo can beat you to death with one punch."

Haekyo shouted frantically in front of Kyunghee. The man almost threw another punch at Kyunghee's face that looked pathetic, but was immediately blocked by Hyukjae. He tried his best to keep Haekyo away from Kyunghee, because if left to continue, Kyunghee could die. Kyunghee can't possibly win against Haekyo who is a former taekwondo athlete.

He cleared his throat and sat down on the reading chair. "We'll start with the alphabets in Korea, do you know them?” He asked looking at her petite eyes. He was so annoyed that she was scooping a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. ”Didn't my father tell you I don't know how to speak Korean at all, hmm tutor you have to start fresh” She mouthed and scooped another spoonful into her mouth. ”Right now, you're telling me you're a dummy?” He let out deliberately to taunt her.

While in hiding Taekwang had prepared them new identity documents: IDs, passeport, travel visa and everything thing else they needed to get out of the country. She had on a blonde wig with deep oceans waves flowing right down to her waist. A white pair of loose jeans, a pink tank top, red lipstick and dark shades over a pair of deep brown vintage boots. The woman behind the machine stared at them both cautiously. The man wore a white tshirt inside a denim jacket and denim trousers. He had his own shades over his head holding back his messy blonde hair. Taekwang was a well built asian man. He was about twenty six years of age with a tall frame, broad shoulders and big brown eyes. His entire f

Become friends. Kook had a crush, but he didn't know what Taeho's sexuality was and he assumed the older was straight. The only way he could get close to him was by becoming friends. "Chose a player, uuuuhh..." "Jeonkuk," Jeonkuk mused. "Oh. Sorry. I've been here for days already and I still don't retain your name." Taeo mused, his pretty smile giving Jeonkuk goosebumps. He smiled back, feeling his cheeks burn.

Jeong Hyeo-ri or Park So-hee couldn't help but admire Gwon Dae-hyun's skill in taekwondo. Even the gay Namhyun couldn't stop applauding as he watched every move of the man. His eyes nearly popped out as he stared at Gwon Dae-hyun's handsome and muscular body, especially as it glistened with sweat and his taekwondo outfit accentuated his chest. Namhyun stared at his muscular biceps, then his gaze shifted to the lower part of the man's body. Jeong Hyeo-ri suddenly shook her head at her friend's actions and couldn't help but nudge him to the side.

'She nodded. Seokjun looked at the menu and said in one breath, 'I want Bulgogi, Japchae, kimchi fried rice, Tekbooki, Sundubu-Jjigae, Bibimbap, Seolleongtang, Haemul-Pajeon, Soondae, Kimchi Guksu and of course Soju'. She looked at him with her lips open. He smiled at her and said, 'You can order for yourself too'. She widened her eyes and asked, 'You ordered everything just for yourself'?

--------------------------------- Let me know your thoughts? Taehyung Lia

Theodore came to my rescue, and made a small talk about our orders. “ Sujeonggwa is a Korean traditional cinnamon punch. Made from cinnamon, sugar, water and ginger.” Oh, I see. He does know a lot about these dishes. Theodore went on to explain the silken tofu and bulgogi beef, and how they are prepared. I think I might be a regular here soon. “ Enough of the food talks, I'm almost feeling like a chef the way you are staring at me. My name is Theodore Hudson.” I believe he already knew mine. Scratch that, he knew every single detail. I was the lost one here.