chapter fifteen: sibling talk

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"I wish we could collaborate more, noona," Taehyung said, spending his second hour in his sister's room. He liked her room more than his own; it was simply cozier.

"Ah, you're dreaming too much," Lisa teased, swatting at him. They were typical siblings—bickering constantly but caring for each other deeply.

"Wow, noona, you talk like you're such a big deal," he mused.

"Of course, I am," she said with a laugh, sitting down beside him on the bed. They were both on their phones, a common sight during their rest week.

"Correction: we are," he sassed.

"You're so full of yourself, you know," she said. "Especially after Gucci finally hired you, spending almost two years' worth of your money on their products." Lisa wheezed with laughter. She loved to pull the "Gucci card" on him whenever they fought. It was true; years ago, even though their family was wealthy, Taehyung had nearly gone bankrupt buying Gucci items non-stop.

"At least I'm getting paid for what I invested," he said, but Lisa just kept laughing. "Yeah, sure, the pay was good enough."

"Say, noona, are you and Park Jimin... a thing?" Taehyung asked, and Lisa was confused.

"In a relationship, you mean?" He nodded. "No, those people are either delusional or have nothing better to do. We're just collaborating for Nonagon." She said it with a matter-of-fact tone.

"Why?" Lisa's eyes widened in confusion. "I mean, why not me? We look great together."

Lisa laughed. "You're not up to Nonagon's standards."

"Wow, noona, you hurt my feelings," he said, clutching his chest dramatically.

"Shut up. You have Gucci all to yourself; be happy with that. We have Elle now, and once we show up at that private Chanel event, we're sure to get scouted as full-time models for them."

"Yeah, show up at that event, and you'll be with your Park Jimin, leaving me all alone," he said, his tone turning sad as he rested his head on her shoulder and clung to her.

"Stop, you big baby. Jennie is coming with us; she volunteered to tag along—"

"No way, noona!" Taehyung snapped. "That noona is so rude. She looks like she's going to kill me; she's so intimidating. I'm done with her." Lisa laughed again, amused by their constant bickering.

"Oh, yeah? I'll tell her what you said," Lisa cackled.

"No way, noona! I'll just keep teasing you about Park," he said with a grin. Lisa hated being teased about others.

"Are you still looking for that summer boy?" Taehyung asked, and Lisa looked at him. "You know, that Kook, Gguk—what was that again?"

"Kook," she sighed. "It's his nickname. I've never stopped looking, but it seems like our paths aren't meant to cross."

"Yeah, they're really not going to, because you have Park Jimin now," Taehyung said, grinning slyly and laughing.

"Get out of my room and don't come back unless you're dead."

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