"Jimin, shove over! I want to talk to Taehyung, too! Your fat thighs are in the way!" Aerum shouted.
Jimin let out a mix of a gasp and his cute giggle as he moved over. Aerum huffed out a breath as she finally got to get a good look at Taehyung.
"I'm so proud of my baby," she gushed. "I wish I could squish your cheeks, but your makeup artist would be angry with me."
Taehyung smiled, but his makeup artist told him to not do that. He tried to keep a straight face.
"You should squish Jimin," Taehyung replied.
"Where?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
Jimin gently shoved her shoulder. "That's vulgar, Noona!"
"I think we've all established that I'm dirty," she said. "I should take a shower soon."
Taehyung rolled his eyes. "You smell fine to me."
"I know you love how I smell. Everything is fresh over here."
Taehyung's and Jimin's eyes widened, while Aerum started laughing.
"I crack myself up!"
"You're spending too much time with Jin," Jimin muttered.
"You're not spending enough time with Jin," she retorted."
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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...
