A thin woman with long, dirty blond hair, obviously a foreigner to the black strand dominated country. She marched her way into the vicinity, sunglasses lidded over her eyes as her expensive looking hand bag swinging back and forth on the crevice of her right arm. Her white sun hat covered most of her face, but one didn't have to possess eyes to determine how beautiful the woman was. Her heightened high heels clicked and clacked on the marble floor, maids, butlers and other servants stopping all their chores and servantly errands just to get a glance of the gorgeous woman prancing down the hallways. She skirted up and down the corridors and even went outside after a while, she appeared to be on the search for something. She didn't stop to ask anyone about what she was looking for, just carried on wandering the entire mansion with two probably aching feet and heavy breaths emitting out of her mouth. 'Who was she?' I hear you ask? She was the lady of the mansion.
She finally gave up when she reached the library, panting and supporting herself on one of the red walls surrounding the sanctuary of books. She eyed a sofa and struggled to walk over to it but the woman seemed more determined to get her backside on a chair that she eventually made it, collapsing herself down on the soft red cushions and kicking her heels off. The glamorous female had been so absorbed in how tired she was that she didn't even notice the young Park sitting on the opposite sofa.
"Um..." Minji could feel her teeth chattering as she placed her book down on the coffee table in between the two resting places. "Lady... Antoinette?" the exhausted woman, now identifying as 'Lady Antoinette' hummed in response, head draped over the back of the red sofa. "May I ask... why you look so breathless?"
"That's a good question child." She sat up, putting her right leg over her left in a lady like manner. "I've been up and down in this place, I even ventured out into the great outdoors and I still can't find him!"
"Who? My lady.." she hadn't ever spoken so formally to someone in the Min household, she was friends with everyone who lived there, and since Master Min had never really set foot in the mansion since they moved in, she hadn't a chance to befriend the head of the house properly. Lady Antoinette was another story however, she wasn't fond of the Park twins in the slightest but it had been such a long time since she'd been in the mansion, that she had all but forgotten which person was who and which room her own son resided in.
"You don't mean..." Minji paused, swallowing as she stopped herself from addressing Yoongi casually. "...the young master do you? The young White Bachelor Button right?"
"Well who else could I have meant? The president of North Korea?" she spoke to Minji as if she was nothing more than a mindless monkey with the ability to speak. "Let me tell you something girl, if Kim Jongun himself had placed himself where you were sitting, we'd al be dead by now, with all the military power he holds I bet those Park twins would be first without a doubt." she wasn't even looking at her, Minji thanked God for this because she was struggling to hold back her tears and if the lady of the house had lifted her head even a little, opened her eyes and witnessed the young Park tearing... those tears may even excape down the expanse of her cheeks. Minji and Jimin were two of the smartest people too be born into the Park family, taking after their father who had majored in business management and Physics. Minji and Jimin often competed with their test scores, they excelled in the academic subjects as well as the arts with ease and their tutor was pleasantly surprised with their abilities. So for someone to be talking down to her like that, someone with power equivalent to God in that household, it really made her heart sink.
"He's in his room..." she forced a smile, trying to keep her voice from cracking, the lump in her throat becoming harder and harder to choke down as she looked at the glamorous looking woman.
"Yes, I guessed since that was the last room I thought to check." she let out an exasperated sigh and brought her two feet onto the softness of the cushions. "Do me a favour kid and get my baby over here so I can greet him properly, like a mother should." Minji nodded, taking in a good amount of air to supply her lungs with, but by doing so, her tears fell out of her eye lids... she was only thankful she'd exited the room by the time this had happened...
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Jimin and Yoongi were as usual, inhabited in the White Bachelor button's room, playing jenga on one of Yoongi's bedroom tables. The young Park was on a winning streak, Yoongi had lost at least ten times in a row by now, due to his lack of patience and Jimin was taking full advantage of his temper. He was moving all the jenga blocks too fast and every time, he'd let the entire tower fall.
"Dammit!" Yoongi screamed for the fourth time, witnessing the tower collapse at his hand with a thud against the wood of the table. "Why can't I get it right?" he whined, the frustration in his eyes evident.
"It's ok hyung." Jimin placed a warm hand on Yoongi's and decided he'd had enough fun taking advantage of his boyfriend. "You just need to be more patient with the game." he lifted his pale hand and kissed the back of it with his warm, plump lips. The skin under Jimin's lips tingled after they'd separated.
"I think the game's rigged." Yoongi sulked, he'd never lost so many times in this game, probably because he'd never really played it with someone else before.
"Shh, don't be salty." Jimin chuckled, joining their hands together as he looked at his infuriated Yoongi.
"I'm not I'm just-" Yoongi was interrupted by the sudden knock on the door.
"Come in!" In emerged Minji with a sullen look on her face. "Oh, Minji." Jimin chimed, smiling with an eye smile as he looked at his sister, he hadn't noticed the melancholy in her movements. Her eyes were all puffy and her entire body was shaking like a leaf. "What can we do for you?"
"Lady Antoinette is here..." she sniffed and immediately Jimin's expression changed, his eyes widened for a second before he looked away and frowned at the mention of the lady of the mansion. "She wants to see Yoongi oppa..."
"My mother's here?" Minji nodded as her jaw shook with fear and contained sadness. "That's rare, what does she want?" Minji shrugged.
"She's in the library..." Minji clutched the door knob while trying hard to hold in her tears.
"Jimin, get me my wheelchair and take me to the library." Jimin reached under the bed for his master's wheelchair and set it out so Yoongi could sit down. "Let's go see what she wants..."
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| White Bachellor Button || Yoonmin |
Fanfiction"I was born in order to die..." "Well I order you to live..." In which Yoongi has been weak since he was young and Jimin was genetically engineered to store his organs.
