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Jeon Jungkook, aka JK, is known as the Mafia King of the world for good reason, he's tough, rude, and ruthless. He doesn't care about anyone except his inner circle and won't hesitate to hurt those who cross him. Love isn't in hi...
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Third person's p.o.v At 12:00 pm
Jimin and Tae entered the house with cheerful expressions, Jimin immediately launching into his usual antics.
"PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE RIGHT HERE, COME HERE... NOW!" Jimin exclaimed excitedly, gesturing wildly with his arms. "Yay, all come! Yay! Hooray! Put your hands up...Lalala-Lalala lala..."
Tae watched his Jimin wiggling his hips with an awkward smile, then questioned, "What are you saying?"
Jimin giggled, "I'm just too happy, that's why."
"Yeah, I can see," Tae replied dryly, rolling his eyes as everyone in the house began to gather around.
Mrs. Park greeted them, "You guys came!"
Mrs. Kim chimed in, "So, how was it?"
Namjoon, curious, asked, "Did you guys talk with Jungkook and Suga?"
As Jimin and Tae pondered for a moment, a realization dawned on them.
"What are we?" Jimin exclaimed, puzzled. "Are we invisible or what?"
Namjoon chuckled at their confusion. "What are you two saying?"
Jimin explained, "You guys won't believe how Suga and Jungkook treated us. We went to their office, and all they did was shout at us. Both of them... shouting. Can't they just welcome us calmly with good manners? But no, that isn't in their blood. They treat us like we're nothing."
Namjoon smirked, teasing, "Well, I don't know... are you two something special?"
Tae and Jimin exchanged irritated glances, their annoyance evident.
"Stop talking," Jimin snapped.
"Or else, I will go to your room and burn all your books," Tae threatened.
"No, you can't do that." Namjoon laughed at their expressions, but Tae wasn't finished.
"I can, now shut up," Tae retorted.
"Don't shut me up," Namjoon countered.
"Why can't I?" Tae challenged.
"Don't forget i am older than you." Namjoon said.
"Who cares if you're older?"
"Tae, you—" Namjoon began, his patience wearing thin.
But before he could finish, their mother spoke, shutting both.
Mrs. Kim intervened sharply, "Yah!! You two, shut up."
Her sons finally ceased their argument, exchanging glares before averting their gazes.
Jimin sighed, "Whatever... but still, we are something, right? So how can they treat us like this? It's not fair."
Tae nodded in agreement, "Yeah, they treat us like we are nothing... like we're all invisible. I hate them."
