This chapter is going to be a little light humored and dramatic because I feel like we all need this.
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"Oh...Umma, I'm going to go to Korea for a little bit. It'll be easier to call then." I was on the phone with my mom as I waited in the airport with Jimin.
"Let me talk to Jimin for a minute." She told me. I looked up at Jimin who was prepared to speak up. He took the phone and walked around with it. I watched his head nod silently and speak promises that mom expected him to keep. He smiled and handed me the phone once he was done.
"Kaja, it's time to go." He held my hand as we walked to the entrance line.
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"Ah, this country in which I cannot abandon." Jimin smiled as we headed out of the airport. A shit ton of people ran to us.
"CEO PARK!" The reporters screamed and other females who just thought Jimin was hot, regardless of his martial status. Our guards stepped forward and pushed everyone back.
"Is it true! The rumors that you're in the mafia!" They swung microphones at us.
"Get out of the way!" The guards lead us to the limo.
"JESUS!" I locked the door behind me. "Is this how you've always felt!"
"I liked the attention back in high school. Now it's just annoying. Oh well, what can I do. Fan love." Jimin sighed helplessly and flipped his bangs back.
"There is no love between fans if you're mine." I glared.
"Oh...Lee Subin..." He smiled. "Are you jealous? Huh? Huh?" He got up close to my face.
My heart fluttered, just a little.
"Kojo. Jealous my ass." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, so if I blow kisses the next time will you rip my lips off?" He asked.
"Why are you into kinky shit."
"I'd love it from you, only."
"YAH!" I pushed him back as he did his signature foxy air bite. A girl's heart needs a freaking break already and Park Jimin's just too extra. However, this fuccboi had the audacity to push back my push and peck me on the lips.
I silently sat in the car as we made our way to the mansion.
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"WELCOME BACK HYUNG!" We opened the door to champagne spilling and six dumb smiles.
"Y..yah!" Jimin looked at the boys, flustered. "How did you all get here!"
"Well," V cleared his throat. "I beat you to Korea because I felt like we need to turn up a little. It's been too quiet, so I've invited a whole bunch of chic- I mean old high school hoe- I mean friends." V coughed a million times.
"You have the flu or something." I glared at him.
"Yah, just have an open relationship!" V scoffed. "It saves lives."
"You never made sense and you still don't."
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"WOOHOO! ERAMORU GETA! I LOVE YA!" The men bumped bodies with the women and it was legit a total house party that didn't involve teenagers but grown ass adults who were trying to relive their teenage days.
I glared at everyone dancing and stared at the neon and green lights which managed to turn the luxury of the mansion into some low grade club. What the hell was I doing here.
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My Wild and Unpredictable Life with Six Boys and One's Still A Jerk (BOOK 2)
FanfictieWelcome back fellow Mochi stans! This is a continuation from Book 1: My Wild and Unpredictable Life with Six Boys and One jerk!!! Go read that first because you won't understand it if you don't. * * (TRIGGER: Profanity, minor gore, and minor...