I called PD-nim and told him what I'd done. He greatly approved of what I did, and told me the boys would be fine for an hour or so while Jungkook cooled off, so I had about an hour to mess around.
You know, I've had this light blue for a while, maybe I'm ready for something new. I grabbed my keys and drove just down the road to my usual salon.
"Unnie!" My favorite hairdresser saw me as soon as I walked in the door, and called me over. "What is it this time?" I shrugged.
"Whatever you think would look best. I'm all yours, babe." She squealed a bit and got out her tools. God help me.
With Bangtan: Jungkook's PoV
"JEON JUNGKOOK WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT???" Jin shouted at me before crossing his arms and tapping his foot, waiting for an answer. My mind stuttered, and my words were tripping up.
"What the hell was I supposed to do?! It's obvious none of us like her! She's just here because her husband is important or something.. It's not like she's even that pretty!" Jimin interrupted what Jin was about to say, starting to get a bit angry. He stepped towards me, his muscles a bit clenched.
"are you fuckin blind, you little shit? She's gorgeous, and she was nice and professional to us. You just had to go and be rude! She probably quit already." I sighed and stepped back away from Jimin, trying to avoid conflict.
"I don't care, Hyung. I don't want her here. I'll never be nice to her, not if it means she leaves." Yoongi stepped up next to Jimin and Jin, the three of them staring me down.
"God, what do you even have against her, Jungkook?" I sighed dramatically, my mind racing to come up with an answer.
"I just- I know her. She was my older brother's girlfriend for a few years, and she cheated the whole time, then when he confronted her, she left him. It hurt him so much, and I hate her for it." Ahh's were heard throughout the room, and everyone just abandoned the topic.
Okay yeah, it was a lie, but I had to get them on my side, right?
It wasn't wrong to lie to my brothers, just to get what I want, right?
With Hyunju: Hyunju's PoV
I sighed as I could feel snips being cut off the almost finished product of my hair.
"Aaaaand we're done!" I smiled at my stylist as she turned my chair to the mirror. She had done my makeup, my hair, and even brought me a choker to go with the vibe she wanted me to portray.
I looked edgy.
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I nodded and clapped my hands like a little child, obviously very excited about my look.
"Thank you thank you thank you so much, Daehyun, it means so much!" She rushed me out the door to my car, which had been sitting in the cold for about half an hour while my hair was being done, so I was freezing once I got inside.
As soon as I turned on the heat, I rushed back to the BTS dorm.
This should be different this time.
I pulled into the driveway before making my way into the house through the coldness of the new year. It was January, and I was freezing my ass off.
I opened the door with the same key I had been given earlier by PD-nim and walked in to the living room. All was silent, and it was quite messier than earlier. I, being the considerate person I am, decided to help clean up a bit.
Anything to get them to like me, right?
As I was taking some wrappers to the trash, I saw the state of the kitchen. It was also so much more messy than earlier. They couldn't be doing this on purpose, could they?
Regardless, I cleaned it up.
All of it, actually. I don't mind cleaning. I pushed up my glasses and blew a curl from in front of my eyes. As I was taking a new Skittles pack out of my purse, I heard a door slam. I immediately threw a purple Skittle into my mouth and went to investigate the noise. The Skittle clacked against my tongue piercing as I searched around the house, trying to find where the noise came from.
"woAHHHHH" I heard a voice from behind me. I turned around quickly, just to see Jimin standing in the living room.
"Oh, hello Jimin-ssi."
"I didn't think you could get any more stupid looking, but I guess I was wrong. Whatever. Thanks for cleaning, babe." He walked past me, leaving me with my mouth hanging open as he pats my head and slams the door behind him to his room.
