Being the strongest and loyal Hitman of Gang Leader Namjoon, Taehyung turned himself into a marionette whose strings were controlled in the fingers of his boss. The strings of emotions, sentiments, quirks and perception. He stood as firm and emotion...
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Jungkook roams his glazing eyes around the silhouettes of naked trees covered with fog, the silver moon swimming in the wide expanse of the dark sky.
He touched the foggy glasses of the window and squeaks, feeling the temperature falling lower under his fingertips. His hands quickly folded under the paws of his creamy white sweater.
He ran towards the fireplace where Yoongi's father was focused on twisting the woods. "It's colder than Seoul nights, my body is freezing like a frog in frost!"
He quivers, crossing his legs behind the old man and hovers his back.
"It's going to be even colder on Christmas Eve sundungie. Hold on for a while, once the flames get settled you'll feel warm." Mr Min assured him by patting the little fist of hands that were hugging his stomach. He smiles when the younger snuggles his face near the collar of his knitted sweater.
"How do you both get to sleep in here with such freezing temperatures??" Should i have warmed the water a bit more? Jungkook looked worried as he thought about a certain man using the water he prepared.
"We've been acquainted with this environment since we were kids. It doesn't affect us much and besides, your momma is warm so I cuddle her all night." The old man grinned, "Tho she whines at first but you know she can't avoid my charms."
"Ow that's so romantic-"
"No erotic." He cleared the misunderstanding.
"How is that erotic?? Do you.." Jungkook's mouth gaped at the impish look on the old man.
"Cuddling is not the only thing we do, baby. There's furthermore we.."
Jungkook stopped, "Alright I don't wish to know further.", flushed by the boldness of the man.
"Yahhh do you got any shame left in that tongue??" Mrs Min snapped, slashing the fish into pieces like a ninja master.
"What's there to shame about showing love?" The husband rebukes with innocence.
