2: Strangers

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Lolo looked at them but then walked past them to enter her home. The smile on the ginger head dropped and the small curve that was about to appear on the grey-haired man also dropped from his mind.

Both the men exchanged confused glances but then stared at Lolo's back, unlocking her door. She entered her house and clanked the door shut behind her, cracking her head.

She walked over to the dining table and placed the grocery bag on it. She sat on the chair, throwing her bag towards the sofa, and took her glasses off, rubbing her face in exhaustion.

Suddenly someone knocked at the door and she turned to glance at the door with a frown on her face. She slowly stood up when she heard another series of knocks erupting from the other side of the door.

She stood in front of the door and held the vase placed above the shoe rack, just in case, it was a stalker.

She twisted the door open to see the same ginger head grinning at her with a serious-looking grey guy from earlier. "Who-"

"Lolo!" The grey-haired rasped, sending shivers down her spine. Stalker! Stalker! Her mind sent signals and she clutched the vase.

"What?"

"Lolo!" The grey hair pulled the door open and jumped on her and she screamed at the top of her lungs, both of them falling back to the floor. The vase fell down, but thanks to the hard fiber, it wasn't harmed. Amen.

Lolo's eyes widened at the grey haired hugging her frame, snuggling into her neck and she gawked at the ginger head who was smiling at her while shaking his head.

"Hold on a second! Stalker!" She yelled, trying to separate the bulky man from her body when she felt another hand under her head.

She turned to see the ginger head lying on the floor, giving a hand pillow to her with a smile while she scoffed, trying to reach for the vase but the huge weight was holding her down.

"Who are you?" She shouted, trying to push him away but they snuggled into her more. "Hey, you crazy sons of bitches! Perverts! Get off me!"

She felt the ginger head caressing her face with his free arm and she turned to look at his warm smile. "Long time no see, Lolo." He expressed.

"I missed you so much." The grey-haired mumbled on her neck and she cringed, trying to free herself from these men. "Come on! What the fuck is this? Stalkers these days cuddle with each other at doorsteps?"

"But we are not the sons of bitches. But rather. . ." The ginger head began and the grey-haired completed, getting off her body and completing his companion's sentence. "We are the sons of cats."

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Lolo was looking at the two men bewildered who were sitting on the ground while she was seated on the sofa. She scoffed in disbelief at what they were trying to explain to her.

She stared down at the ground and took a deep breath before looking back at them individually.

She hissed looking at the ginger-haired guy. He had striking features, a charming smile, and a sly look on his face.

Then turned to peek at the grey-haired guy who had a slightly round face but still sharp features, he smiles very rarely and his eyes were stern.

She exhaled sharply, crossing her arms and tilting her head to look at the two strikingly handsome men in front of her. She scoffed and leaned forward.

"Are you kidding me?" She tittered while raising her hand in the air at the grey-haired man and then turned to glare at the ginger head. "You don't really expect me to believe that, do you?"

"We are not joking. I'm Jimin and he's Yoongi." The ginger head protested with a pout, simultaneously pointing at himself and then at the grey-haired man. "We are the two cats that you saved."

"I should say I chose you as my butler," Yoongi said with a smirk on his lips. I frowned at his attitude when Jimin spoke, "You also named us these."

"Do you still have a mole on your chest?" Yoongi asked out of the blue and I gasped, covering my chest. "Shut up!"

"Also, you had a scar on the right side of your thigh. I scratched you while you were bathing me. It was pretty bad." Jimin blurted out and my eyes widened.

"A scratch?" I asked, holding my inner thigh and thinking about it. "I still feel bad about it," Jimin pouted when I asked in surprise,

"How did you both know about it?"

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