silent mode [k.th]

eight°

[qotd] jikook or yoonseok/sobi?

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as we entered my place, i saw my brother with a what the hell happened to you expression on his face.

"minho oppa, can you get me two towels- also can you let me borrow your clothes," gesturing to taehyung's soaked clothes. my brother nodded his head and quickly brought the items to me.

i dragged taehyung into my room, "um here's some clothes and a towel, there's a bathroom in the hallway on the the left side; it's my brother's, so don't worry about having to smell like a girl," i said as i handed him the items. after nodding his head, he left my room. i quickly went to my bathroom; removing taehyung's jacket and my clothes and headed to the shower.

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finishing my shower, i put on fresh new clothes; a plain black t-shirt and a pair of nike shorts. walking out of the bathroom with my hair wrapped up in a towel, i see a figure laying down on my bed.

"taehyung oppa?"

"yeah?" his head shot up to face my direction. i walked over to my desk area and removed my towel from my hair to hang my towel on the chair.

a pair of hands were touching my wet hair. "what are doing?" he placed my hair to the back, "where's your hairbrush?"

handing him my hairbrush, he ordered me to sit on the bed. as he was brushing my hair he began to speak, "i didn't know you were related to winner."

"yeah, about that . . ."

"i'm just really curious," taehyung said as he finished brushing my hair.

"about what?"

"since you like winner, and your brother is in winner, why don't you get the albums for free?"

"i can- but i choose not to, cause i don't feel like a real fan if i do that"

small chuckles escaped from taehyung's mouth, "does jimin know he's your brother?"

"no. you're the only one that knows," i said as turned to look up at him. when me and taehyung walked out of my room, we saw my brother and his friends all in the living room.

"taehyung oppa, this is my brother and his friends," i pointed at them. as i introduced each one of them to taehyung seunghoon complained, "yah you know that's so unfair, you call him oppa but not us."

rolling my eyes, "yeah, yeah- well say bye to tae-"

"hey taehyung, might as well come join us for dinner since it's almost quarter till eight. mina here will be cooking us dinner," my brother said as he slung his arm around my shoulders.

"you really suck, minho," i muttered as i walked towards the kitchen.

"did my baby sister say 'minho', instead of 'oppa'- i feel so sad... i'm about to have a heart attack," my brother called out, over exaggerating his words.