So... whilst writing my own stories (not yet publish...)

I have established a little side project.

So my cousin writes a Taekook fanfic called 'Wildlife' And hey, it's pretty good!

Thing is, it's in Thai. So I've decided that I want to translate the whole thing.

I've done about half of Chapter 1, and I'd like to share it here to see what people think.

This is also the first time I've decided to translate something this long, so uh...IF IT SOUNDS WEIRD I'M SORRY.

If people like what I've translated so far, then I'll ask the author for permission to translate the rest and post it on aff.

 

So...with that being said, I present, Wildlife by es-ly-sian on Dek-D, english translation by me. 

p.s. If you don't like first person pov then...sorry? Again, I just translated so dunno how to respond to that 

 

 

 

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Life as Jeon Jungkook knows it... is evil to him in every possible way.

 

“Hyoshin!!”

 

I yelled loudly at the kid running in front of me. My homework, my precious homework that I had worked on until morning, was held hostage in those tiny hands that proceeded to carefully tear the pages off, one by one. I opened my mouth to tell him to stop, but it was too late. The little punk threw my homework on the floor just as I ran and threw myself onto him.

 

“Ack! Let me go, Jungkook!”

“As if I would, only an insane person would let you go. How dare you do this, huh?!”

 

I slapped his backside multiple times, making sure he received the punishment he deserved till he started whining and squirming around.

 

“Hmph...”

“Ya! Don’t even try to cry, I won’t become nicer.”

 

I let go of one hand to grab my homework up. I only had one thing to say to the kid, ‘Go die in hell’ 

I sighed, and set him down before looking away for just a second and... Where the hell is he now?!

 

I scratched my head in annoyance as I turned to look at the clock and... it’s the exact time I have to be arriving at school. I grabbed my uniform and my backpack and got ready to bolt to the kitchen to grab a slice of bread like in the animes I had watched. I would’ve already dashed straight into the kitchen if there wasn’t some kid (the same kid mind you) blocking my path. Oh, so that’s where he went.

 

“You little–”

At the same time, the housekeeper was standing there holding a frying pan and glaring right at me.

“JEON JUNGKOOK YOU RASCAL! YOU’RE BULLYING THE YOUNGER KIDS AGAIN AREN’T CHA?!”

“I didn’t! This kid’s the one who is! Aishhh, aren’t frying pans supposed to be for frying eggs...?!”

“Yeah, and I’ll be frying you, egghead. DON’T BULLY THE YOUNGER KIDS AGAIN UNDERSTAND?!”

 

I gave up and nodded my head quickly, ready with my fists curled to protect myself from any looming danger. I glared at Hyoshin, who stuck out his tongue childishly, clearly not feeling sorry, before I moved them to cover my ears. The housekeeper then started to pull me out of the room.

“Auntie!!! I’m hurt.”

“Good. So you’ll remember the pain! Now go change into your uniform Hyoshin.”

“I have school too–”

“And you, are going to help me clean the dishes!”

I’m already late, and I haven’t eaten yet either. What a great start to the day...

 

 

 

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I walked to school with a slice of bread in my mouth and my spirits completely gone after it dropped when I had to go and finish cleaning the dishes. I was already late, so I just slowly, sadly walked. Even if I had no points for the school to take off anymore, I just walked and munched on my sad slice of bread as my eyes got blurry with tears. It was still autumn in Korea, the weather was nice and cool, and red leaves filled up the sidewalk. This was my favorite season.

 

My name is Jeon Jungkook. I’m just a regular ol’ high school student at the age of 16 that lives in a neighborhood in in the middle of somewhere small. Somewhere dinosauric right next to a forest and somewhere far from the the city. Uh, I guess you could think of me as a country kid whose as handsome as a guy from Seoul. The fact that my neighborhood is so small makes it so that I know everyone here. I go to our neighborhood’s school whose population from first to twelfth grade isn’t any more than 100 students.

 

Oh yeah, and I’m an orphan.

 

My neighborhood—I still can’t really figure out why—though very small, has an orphanage. I’ve lived there ever since I could remember, and was close to the school so that the inhabitants of the orphanage could walk there everyday. But honestly, this neighborhood is so small, you can always walk from one place to another.

 

The housekeeper said that she gave me this name because that was the name that was on the envelope that came with me. Ah well, that’s that, and so I was “born” as the the golden boy of this neighborhood. I had a good face, and was adorable, so I had received lots of love from many adults... even if I just got slapped because I was accused of bullying a kid, I got lots of love. And now, I’m hot is hell. People seem to call me from left and right, my phone never stops ringing.

 

Ringgggggggg

 

See? I hadn’t even finished talking, and it already rang.

“Hel–”

“ING JUNGKOOK! WE HAVE A CLASS TRIP TODAY!!!”

 

The voice of Jimin, my friend, screeched so loudly into my ear I had to lift my phone off of it, ouch. And–wait a se... CLASS TRIP?! I snarfed up the whole slice of bread like a vacuum cleaner, stopped looking at nature and and bolted towards the school in record time, if I had went even faster I probably would’ve started flying. I absolutely cannot missed the long awaited day of the class trip, and if the whole Hyoshin business this morning didn’t make me miserable then I probably wouldn’t be like this.

 

Putting on the spirit of Iron Man I was only focused on running straight ahead, I didn’t even say hi to the ahjumma at the bakery. Both my hands gripping onto my backpack, with eyes aimed towards my target. I scanned the area as I ran until I found the school bus and Jimin yelling at me through the window from inside the bus at 12 o'clock. I sped up even more, sprinting as fast as I possibly could, I was going so fast an Olympian athlete would have to comment on how fast I was going. As I approached the bus I leaped through the doors, and landed inside the bus. Just in time! I was on time–

 

Insert picture of Jeon Jungkook collapsed on the school bus

 

“What day is it...? Everyday the path to school has never been this far. Today took so damn long, it was so damn far! This morning I only ate a dry piece of sad bread. My homework got torn apart, I didn’t even get any sleep last night, and I had to pretend I was a runner on the national team all morning. I can’t take it anymore Jimin hnghhhhhhhhhh”

“Yeah, yeah. Just complain.”

“M’not complaining anymore I’mma sleep! M’hungry! M’tireeeed!”

 

I shuffled to and fro and gobbled up the snacks that my lovely friend sitting beside me quickly handed over. Park Jimin was my best friend who has to deal with my complaining every time I came to school late and had nothing to eat. I ate up all of the snacks real fast, and soon got ready to sleep. The way I was running before had quickly drained me of all my energy, and Jimin was tired as well. Makes sense, we both loved taking naps during the day. I’ve known Jimin ever since we were toddlers and we slept with our heads leaning against one anothers everyday. Before you could even spell the word ‘sleep’ we were already knocked out.

 

ZzZzZzZz...

...

...

 

 

SCREECH! 

CONK! 

BAM!

 

“ACK!!!”

 

So long, dear friends. Farewell, class trip that I had waited a long time for. I’m going to die... almost.

 

The screech was the sound of the brakes being slammed. The conk, was when my head was slammed against Jimin’s. The bam, was someone’s hand (who it was, I didn’t know) that happened to accidentally hit my head, creating a second wave of brain damage. And the loud ack, had come from the completely useless tired and lifeless person on board = Me.

 

I rubbed the back of my head before reaching up and grabbing the mystery thing that had tried to kill me... and it had already left. What. Goddammit I was out of it since this morning who ing dares to mess with someone who was ing drained of their energy?! HRRGHHHH–

 

“You okay Jungkook?!”

“Nah it’s fine, you don’t have to worry bout me.”

“Alright Kook.”

Pranks like these shouldn’t be made goddammit!

 

I rubbed the back of my head again and actually turned to face Jimin this time, who was sitting next to the window and... the git had worn the safety belt before sleeping, to ensure...well, safety, and the little angel was perfectly fine. Untouched and safe from harm, with nothing to hurt him unless he purposely injured himself. So with that new knowledge I leaned back, got comfy at last and began to drift off to dreamland, where no one plays pranks like these. Rest, Jungkook, you’re still very tired–

 

“Students! We have arrived at the Zoo!”

 

Wait, isn’t our neighborhood far from the city? WHY DID IT TAKE SUCH A SHORT TIME TO ARRIVE?!

 

“There was no traffic so it took a short time to arrive here. Students, please get off one by one. And Jungkook, time to wake up.”

 

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

 

 

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I would just like to say, that the originally doesn't actually have cussing, I just put those instead of some descriptors and onomatopoeia that doesn't exist in english so forgive me.

And um, I have a bit more but it's really unfinished and really confusing so um...that's it.

Tell me what you think about it please!