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It was a quiet morning in the meeting room, where the boys were engrossed in their usual discussions about logistics, security, and the endless details of mafia management. Taehyung was flipping through a stack of reports when Rosé burst into the room, her face flushed with urgency.

“Guys, we have a situation!” she announced, causing everyone to look up in surprise.

“What’s going on?” Taehyung asked, glancing up from his paperwork.

“It’s Jennie,” Rosé said, trying to catch her breath. “She’s got her period, and we’re completely out of pads. We can’t go outside alone and The guards are all busy.”

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. “So, what’s the plan?”

“The plan is,” Rosé said firmly, “we need to go to the store and buy pads. You guys need to come along because, frankly, you don’t know anything about this. Jimin has some idea, but it’s very basic.”

The boys exchanged glances, the realization sinking in. “Alright,” Taehyung said reluctantly. “We’ll go. But you girls have to come with us. We have no clue where to start.”

As they left the house, the conversation quickly veered into uncharted territory.

Jungkook tried to lighten the mood. “So, what exactly do pads do? Are they like, super absorbent or something?”

Jimin, trying to be helpful, explained, “Yeah, they’re designed to absorb menstrual blood. There are different types for different flows.”

Yoongi, looking puzzled, asked, “Wait, so it’s like a sponge?”

“Kind of,” Jisoo said, trying to be patient. “But it’s more complex. There are wings, regular, overnight… it’s not just one-size-fits-all.”

Hoseok, ever the jokester, chimed in. “So, if pads are like sponges, do they come in different sizes? Like, can you get a jumbo size for heavier days?”

“Actually, yes,” Rosé said with a grin. “They do come in different sizes. And trust me, Jennie will need the bigger ones.”

Jungkook, ever the troublemaker, asked, “What if we get the wrong size? Can we return them?”

Jimin shook his head. “I don’t think so. Once you open them, they’re kind of non-returnable.”

As they arrived at the store, they headed straight to the female hygiene section. The boys tried to look as nonchalant as possible, but they were clearly out of their depth.

The girls began sorting through the various products. “Jennie, which ones do you prefer?” Jisoo asked, holding up a couple of packages.

Jennie, clearly in discomfort, pointed to a brand. “These are good. They have wings and are super absorbent.”

The boys hovered nearby, feeling somewhat guilty. They watched the girls shift through the products, occasionally asking questions about what to look for.

Jungkook spotted a box of tampons and joked, “What’s the deal with these? Are they like tiny pads?”

Jimin explained patiently, “No, tampons are internal. They’re meant for situations where you don’t want to wear a pad.”

“Sounds like a mini-cannon,” Jungkook quipped, only half-serious.

The girls finished picking out the pads and headed to the snack aisle. Jennie, despite her discomfort, perked up a bit. “Can I get some dark chocolate too? It helps with cramps.”

The boys agreed, and they picked out an assortment of chocolate, snacks, and water bottles. Meanwhile, Jungkook, not to be outdone, snuck a pack of cigarettes into his pocket when no one was looking. He slipped it in with a smirk, feeling quite pleased with his stealthy maneuver.