diva | m.yoongi™

03

i waved goodbye to my girls and hugged the paper bag onto my chest, i reserved three donuts for him to symbolize: i love you.

i smiled thinking of his reaction.

his home is getting near and the gates are still locked, means he isn't home yet.

i looked around to secure the perimeter and then walked slowly to his mail box, putting the paper bag on top and rereading my note.

yoongi, you wanted donuts right? here have some, eat well <3

i smiled and screamed in my head, running fast to my house, i stopped at our doorway, panting as if i was being chased by guard dogs trying to steal one of my classmates' sugar daddy's rolex.

"i'm home!" i yelled still panting and getting my shoes off.

i went inside and saw my two younger brothers in the living room playing a video game.

"hey brats! where's mom and dad?"

they didn't flinch and just eyed the tv screen, clearly focusing on the game.

i went infront of them and they groaned.

"noona!" daehee whined.

"get out of the way!" daekwon added.

their bodies wiggling to see the screen better.

my hands went to my hips and i asked one more time.

"where's mom and dad?"

game over said the game and they whined like babies.

"hyung, you tell her" daekwon elbowed his older brother.

daehee sighed.

"meeting. food inside fridge. you cook" he said between pauses.

i groaned went up but i still heard them shouting they want fried chicken for supper like who the fuck do they think they are.

i am no maid, i am a princess,specifically yoongi's only princess.

i dropped my bag and went to the bathroom, i slipped my stockings off and unzip my uniform leaving me in a bra and shorts.

i left them in the dirty basket and i dipped my face into cold water and went out to change to my house clothes.

i went next to my study table to grab a brush to tame my mane-i mean hair, checking my phone in the process for any updates on yoongi.

but still nothing.

i went to youtube and just watched storybooth, one of my favorite channels that show people's lives but animated.

then my phone vibrated telling me i have a message.

new message (+3)

it was nayeon.

nayeonvolcano: check yo dumbass insta

nayeonvolcano: bitch he thought the donuts were a prankkkkk

nayeonvolcano: bitch.

i quickly exit youtube and went to my instagram page, yoongi's icon was the first to appear in my story dashboard, i clicked it and saw the paperbag i left on his mailbox with the caption of,

'thanks @ whoever pranked me today it was the best and tasty prank eva'

and other one was him taking a bite into the donut, i screenshoted it and made it my wallpaper.

me: bitchhhhhh im blessedt

nayeonvolcano: kk
seened √

i put one of my pillows directly to face and all you can hear in my room was my muffled screaming.

it was all so nice when suddenly my spoiled brother came into my room without knocking but that doesn't stop my good mood.

"what do you want punk?"

"sis. we hungies. make dinner"

"does mom know you have a weird way of speaking or just lazy?"

he shrugged it off.

"you're fucking eleven-speak normally, okay?" i added.

he nodded.

"so please make us dinner now"

"i'll be right there" i smiled and he got out of my room yelling 'yay'.