PARIS & ROME

7장| 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨

𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗
𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗

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𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑷𝒐𝒗

"Are you sure ,you don't need help with that?" Taemin asked, eyeing Soobin, who was clearly struggling to carry his enormous luggage up the winding steps of the Shinoda mansion.

Soobin grimaced, his dislike for Taemin evident in the tightness of his expression. He saw Taemin as a brute, all brawn and no subtlety.

" Thanks but no thanks.. " he muttered without offering Taemin a glance , secretly rolling his eyes, the strain in his voice betrayed him. The last thing he wanted was to accept help from someone he couldn't stand, Damn Oaf almost ripped his motherfucking hoodie off.

Taemin just watched Soobin nonchalantly, his hands resting casually in his pockets, smirking to himself, wondering why his boss would task him to become this boy's baby sitter.

If Soobin didn't need any help, then fine. It wasn't his problem if the guy wanted to make things harder on himself.

" Why would you even carry a huge ass of a suitcase? is your entire house in there? " Teamin could not hold the urge of coaxing the younger even more.

Soobin can't barely even hold the suitcase without occasionally tumbling off his footing. The suitcase is even larger than his frame.

" So? Who cares if I carry my entire house? Hyung doesn't care...You know what? I'll get myself around, can you just--- Shoo the freaking away from me? " Soobin sneered, huffing a breath, small beads of sweat forming in his forhead.

" I'm just saying, And No. I can't leave you alone, Who knows what you'll do . " Teamin responded calmly.

Soobin halted on his tracks , as he slowly turned to Taemin, who was smuggly smiling at him.

" And what do you think I'd do? Steal ? " Soobin barks back, aggitation drawn at his innocent features.

Taemin shrugged,, with a cocky smirk. " Your words not mine. "

" Look here you ugly looking muscle pig--- "

Without anyone noticing , JiHo came walking into the main hall taking notice of the scene, his brows furrowing in curiosity. As far as he knew, no recruits were allowed to be inside the Main House.

"What's going on here?" Jiho asked , voice sharp and inquisitive.

Soobin paused, slightly caught off guard, as his expression was of surprise and recognition, He knew who this was, Rome would always show him Jiho's photos , when he was still young a fetus. " Oh , Hi.... " he replied tensely waiving his hand to Jiho before casting a side glance at Taemin. Soobin saw the snark on Jiho's expression , with the corners of his lips irked up.

Taemin, sensing JiHo's scrutiny, straightened up and bowed courteously. " Good morning, Sir..." he said, his tone respectful. Despite the fact that JiHo was not a Shinoda by blood, he carried the last name and commanded respect within the household.

JiHo nodded in acknowledging Taemin, his eyes flicking between Taemin and Soobin. "I wasn't aware that new recruits were now allowed in the main hall," he remarked, his voice carrying a hint of reprimand.