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"𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙮𝙨?"
𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙝𝙗𝙮 -𝙎𝙐𝙂𝙄𝙈𝘼
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The perfect word to describe the Royal Estate is tense. A constant clash of powerful angered scents. The house staff have started wearing thick masks as to not get suffocated by the smell.
Taehyung and Dori have not spoken a nice sentence to each other since their fight a week ago. Most phrases are "move out my way" or "wake the hell up we have a meeting."
Awkward couldn't even uphold the atmosphere during council meetings. Jimin and Yeonjun could cut through it with a plastic knife.
Their alphas have been yelling at them to make up and work out their years of trauma so they can be happy. But it's always met with resistance.
"I don't need that uptight fucker to make me happy!"
"How the hell could that blind bat make me feel any other emotion other than rage."
This beautiful morning wouldn't last forever in the estate. One hormonal, stubborn alpha was going to ruin it for the other.
Dori was standing by the stove, scratching her bare stomach waiting for her pancakes to cook. Her braids were up in a ponytail as her black sweatpants hung low on her waist.
As she flipped her pancakes Taehyung walked into the kitchen grabbing a water bottle from the refrigerator. His scent smelled a little sour so she figured he had just got done working out.
He glanced at her before chugging his drink. He rolled his eyes as Dori stretched and yawned loudly. "Put a shirt on and stop scratching your dry skin over the stove. People cook our food there."
Dori's face fell into a straight line. She turned toward Taehyung and looked his body over. "Eat glass bitch."
She plated her pancakes then poured a glass of orange juice. On her way out she shoulder checked Taehyung. "Pull the stick out your ass or you won't be able to take dick you damn pansy."
"At least I know it wouldn't be your infection spreader penis. Have a horrible day."
"Fuck you too!" Dori slammed the basement door, rolling her eyes as she sat at her desk. She opened her phone to Facetime and clicked on "handsome bby😻😏" she propped up her phone waiting for an answer.
