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Aerum was in her room that day. She was sitting crisscross-applesauce on her bed with her notebook on her lap.
Her blankets weren't folded and her pillows weren't ruffled or set nicely. Her hair was messy and tangly, so she settled for a messy bun that still had strands of her hair falling down.
In her notebook were simple words and lines. She often thought of random sentences that clicked in her mind. Aerum wanted to upload her own mixtape to Soundcloud, like the rapline.
She was humming to herself, staring around her room and out the window. It was dark as always outside, while her room was bright because of all the white items she had.
Jin walked by her open door, holding two baskets of laundry. He caught Aerum's attention and she closed her notebook, gently setting it down on her bed.
She followed him. "Jinnie, what are you doing?"
Jin looked behind him. "You scared me, Aerum. I thought you were a little girl ghost."
"I'm not a little girl," she replied with a pout.
Jin snorted. "Yeah, you are. I'm dropping Yoongi's laundry off in his room. He left it in the dryer."
"Can I come too?"
"I don't know why you would want to, but sure."
Jin handed her one basket, while he carried the other. Aerum was carrying the basket that belonged to Jin.
Jin knocked once on Yoongi's door. He didn't answer, so Jin walked right into his door.
Aerum followed after Jin, angling her head to see over his broad shoulders. She could barely see past him and only managed to catch a peek at the top of Yoongi's head.
"Jinnie? Why aren't you going in?" Aerum innocently asked, shuffling around to catch a better look at Yoongi.
"It's not safe," he whispered. "You should be shielded from that."
"Jinnie? What are you talking about? I wanna see!" she whined.
She set down the basket and gripped his waist, shoving him out of the way. Her eyes widened.
Yoongi was holding a dirty magazine with his left hand and he was using his right hand to jack off.
"Are you two just gonna watch?" he grunted out.
Aerum let out a quiet squeak after seeing Yoongi's size. She covered her eyes and pulled Jin in front of her as a shield.
Jin suddenly found an interest in the ceiling. "Wow, has it always been that clean?" he asked himself.
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War of Hormone | BTS
Fanfiction[eighth member au] In which the only female is loved by her seven male members, but problems rise when someone begins to like her a little bit too much. "Noona, come love me!" "I feel the roast coming." "Jungkook, don't wake her up! She's sleeping...