CHAPTER 9

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Today was their third day. Jungkook woke up first. And wondered why the didn't smell any yummy food. The alarm clock said it was 8:57am, around this time, Soomin was supposed to be finished cooking and calling them now.

Jungkook stood up and went outside their room. It was empty, not a single soul can be seen.

Jungkook saw a paper placed under the glass above the table. He took it and read it.

Jungkook,

We went to the place Minju wants to go. Then we'll go to the market later. Don't go out the house and we'll be back before night <3

                                                      -Soomin
Is what the note said. Jungkook looked at the back and there were more writings.

P.S. Be sure to clean up after😉 (You know what I mean)

Jungkook wasn't sure what ' Clean up after' meant.

'She probably wants me to clean the house before they come home.'

Jungkook decided that he should cook breakfast for the two of them.
He placed down the plates with food above the table and heated some water.

Taehyung went out their room rubbing the back of his neck while yawning.

"Whwere ware dwey?"Taehyung asked, sitting on the chair at the table.

"They went out. They left a note there." Jungkook pointed at the paper lying on the table.

Taehyung took it and read it. He turned the note around, he wasn't expecting what was written.

He only read it once and understood what it meant.

'The fuck is that woman thinking?'


"Mwommy! Dwaddy! Look! A drwagon is going to eat Mwinju!"
Minju posed in the 3D art behind her and acted as if she is about to be eaten.

Daehyung took pictures of her with his phone. They passed by different kinds of paintings on the wall which looked very real.

"Honey, why did you leave Jungkook and Taehyung alone?"
She didn't answer, her attention was on the cute little girl posing on the wall pretending to an angel.

"They must have been bored right now."
He added.

"They won't be. You know how young people always find ways to entertain themselves, right?"
He took hold of her hand and followed where their daughter ran.

"Besides, they need some alone time."
She smiled like she was thinking about something else. He liked this side of her, so ununderstandable.


"Jungkook what's your phone number?"
Taehyung looked up from his phone to Jungkook. He was laying on the sofa, using Jungkook's leg as a pillow.

"Its 0**********."

"What's your Instagram name?"

"I don't have one, hyung."

"Then your twitter?"

"I don't too."

"Facebook?"

"None."

Taehyung gave him a 😑 face.

"Do you even use social media at all?"

"No I don't hyung."

"Give me your phone."

Jungkook stood up and took his phone from somewhere. He sat back down and Taehyung put  his head on his lap. He have him his phone.

"Do you still use this?"
Taehyung played with Jungkook's phone. It was a Nokia phone with buttons as keyboard. It was an old phone, unlike Taehyung's, which was an iPhone 6.

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