*Ahjusshi - Uncle.
"Jiminie, you've got one day's rest from your schedule. So I want you to sleep the maximum you could, eat healthy food and take care of yourself. I don't want to hear anyone saying how you were composing music or practising dance on your open day, so better use tomorrow wisely. Got it ?" lectured the Manager sitting beside Jimin.
"Yes, your highness," answered Jimin bowing a little dramatically.
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"You still haven't got the seriousness huh? I will personally come and see myself if you are taking rest or not." scolded Ki-young.
"Okay. okay, relax...I will take adequate rest hyung. Don't worry. I will call you in between to let you know." replied Jimin holding Ki-young's hands, before the Manager starts his second round of lectures.
To which Ki-young just glimmered. He just really wishes Jimin could take a proper break, but only he knows how hard it was to even get one day's leave.
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"Hyung, where did they go? Did they go back to our home already?" asked Jimin halting his thoughts.
"Oh them..they are there somewhere, I inquired them to inform your housemates about this, the one in Seoul. They might be calling them." said the Manager remembering what he asked them to do.
"Oh," uttered Jimin, engrossed in some thinking.
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"Wait. What??! Who are they aiming to call?" asked Jimin looking somewhat paled.
"Your family member Jimin. Only that number was accessible in Seoul. Now what is it?" asked Ki-young confused.
"No.no.no...oh no..where are they ?" asked Jimin looking astonished as he got out of his bed.
"Jimin, where the heck are you going now ?? Come back here. What happened? Is there something wrong?" asked the Manager going after Jimin, but the smaller one already left the room.
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After taking a relaxing shower, Jungkook came out of his restroom wearing his sweat pants as he dried his hair.
He was humming some ballad, as he took his phone to slide into something intriguing when his eyes caught the missed call from an unknown number.
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"Who's number it is? Who the hell got my number this time?" asked Jungkook to himself annoyed. He has got so many prank calls, and if this is one of them, he doesn't plan on leaving them freely this time.
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"Hello?" he voiced carefully.
"Annyeonghaseo Ahjusshi!" greeted a male voice, and Jungkook's eyes widened hearing it.
Ahjusshi???! Him?? Ahjusshi??! Who the fuck is calling him Ahjusshi??!
"Excuse me, but I think you got the wrong n-" Jungkook tried to convince whoever it was.
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"Right. I am Eunwoo from Redlocks, I am sorry I didn't acquaint myself properly. " apologized the male. And this time Jungkook's eyes widened even more if it's even possible.
Red Locks Eunwoo?!
He composed himself, clearing his throat and trying to change his voice a bit, now trying to behave like a real Ahjusshi.
"Annyeong! Eunwoo-ssi.What happened son ?" asked Jungkook informally in his unique Ahjusshi tone. He wanted to bang his head, at how cringy it sounded.
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Stage Romance // JIKOOK
Fanfiction[ IDOL AU ] Wherein Jungkook and Jimin are members of two well-known successful kpop bands and they are privately married for six months. No one, not even their members know about this. What will happen to the two idols who have to function in the s...
