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❝ 𝘊 𝘏 𝘈 𝘗 𝘛 𝘌 𝘙 𝘍 𝘐 𝘝𝘌 ❞
ARIYA, NAMJOON, AND TAEHYUNG returned back to Jin's mansion hours later, bags labeled with the most expensive brands filling their arms.
Ariya took off her sunglasses, folding the arms over each other before turning around to see Namjoon and Taehyung shuffling in with bags hanging off every inch of their arms.
"Don't drop anything. Those are expensive." Ariya scolded them making sure they didn't accidentally drop anything. She had done really cute shoes in there and she didn't want them to get damaged or scuffed up before she even got to wear them.
"Take them up to my room for me, will you?"
"No, you can take them yourself."
Seokjin.
Ariya whipped around to face the owner of the estate. She crossed her arms over her chest, unintentionally pushing her breast upwards over her off the shoulder to top. "Why do you insist on making this harder for me?"
"Because you came here to learn to do things for yourself," Jin spoke calmly, holding his pretty head high. His plush lips moved against each other to push out his words. Ariya saw that they were tinted a light shade of red like he had been kissed by a woman wearing red lipstick and he tried to wipe it off.
She didn't know why she was so focused on his lips. They were just so hypnotizing to look at, to watch forming into the right shapes to get out his words.
But Ariya still wasn't having it with his bullshit.
"What's the point of you having employees around your house if they're not gonna help?" Ariya scowled at him, perfectly plucked eyebrow furrowing, her eyes lit with defiance.
"Yes, help me. I am the one paying them, not you, and so they'll listen to my orders over yours." Jin looked past Ariya to Namjoon and Taehyung. "You two can take off for the night. I've got it from here."
The two of them looked at each other with a sense of weary unsureness. Slowly, they put down the bags and said their goodbyes to Ariya and Jin before leaving to go back to their homes.
And the two rivals were left alone.
"I'm not taking them upstairs by myself, there are like a thousand bags over there."
"You have to now, they're already gone." A ghost of a smile pulling at those plump lips of his as he finally cornered her, giving her no choice but to listen to him. He turned from her and began to walk away with his large hands clasped together behind his back.
"Be quick, you're making dinner tonight." He spoke in his final world to her as he turned the corner, leaving Ariya alone standing in the middle of her bags, staring at the empty air with shock.
