"Can you fucking hurry up? You're so slow"
I let out a frustrated groan as i looked back to Kim Taehyung, my "lovely" classmate (AKA slave for today), Who is now being forced to carry 4 of my bags including mine for a sleepover that me, him and the rest of our friends are having.
"We're having a 2 days and 2 nights sleepover at Seokjins house, and your bags feel like you brought your whole fucking house. Unbelievable" He said back to me, almost having that slight annoyed tone in his tone.
I turned around to him and raised an eyebrow at him, "You're the one who asked for this Kim Taehyung. Now stop complaining and do your job properly" I snapped back at him before proceeding to continue walking to Seokjins house.
Can i tell you a secret though?
I do have a car that my daddy very nicely bought for me, but i might as well just let Kim Taehyung suffer. It's what he deserves.
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Fanfiction"What the fuck are you staring at?" "You of course" Currently being rewritten.
