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➥ " aish! That liar! "
Runa grumbled in frustration as she stared at her screen. The Twitter was once again blowing up. Turns out, the girl had somehow posted the picture, probably restoring it from her recycle bin.
" She did it, " Jimin sighed, " didn't she? "
Runa nods, rolling her eyes and setting her phone aside before she resumed stirring the soup.
Jimin giggles, shaking his head. " They can get out of hands at times. I could tell she was lying when she said she isn't his girlfriend—like, what? "
Jimin reads the caption and Runa chuckles. " We're in trouble though. " She sighed, " Pd-nim will call us if it gets too serious. "
" Noona, relax! They somehow find pictures of us and some other girls way often. " Jimin rolled his eyes, " I wonder if these sasaengs have any jobs. "
" Dinner is ready. Will you help me set up the table? "
Jimin nods, grabbing Taehyung who was walking past. " We'll do it. "
Runa nods, " Okay, I'll call the rest from their rooms. Be careful, it's hot. "
" Yeah."
Hoseok and Namjoon were already in the living room. All she needed to do was get Jungkook, Jin and Yoongi.
Knocking, she opened the door and saw Jungkook on the bed, playing something on his phone. " Noona! "
" Dinner is ready, come out. "
" Nae! "
Next up was Yoongi. He was sleeping already, she chuckled at how adorable he looked. Gently shaking his arm, she sighed. " Yoongi, it's dinner time. "
Yoongi hums, shifting slightly before sitting up. " I'll be out in five. " He rubbed his eyes and Runa nods. " Okay, be there before it gets cold. "
Reaching the last door, she knocked hesitantly. As she heard a come in, she pushed the door open. " Food's ready—"
And there he was, standing shirtless with a hoodie in his hand, his face as red as a tomato. Runa blinks, not being able to help herself as her eyes trail down.
" I don't know why you're shy. " She whispered, smirking, meeting back his gaze. Jin bites the inside of his cheek, " Who suddenly barges in like that? "
" I knocked. And you said come in. " She argued, crossing her arms and leaning against the door with a teasing grin.
With long strides, Jin grabs her arm and tugs her inside, slamming the door shut and leaning her against it, her wrist pinned beside her head.
