I hired a 8 seated cab for us to get to my house. They were all excited and happy that I was going to make them a homemade meal. They usually just ate take aways and restaurant food.Since I lived near the JYP building the ride in the cab didn't take long, maybe it's also because we were all chatting about random shit. We even spoke about our childhoods, except mine.
Jaebeom was showing me a picture of baby Mark on his phone. I couldn't help but laugh, you could see by the eyebrows that it was Mark. Why do they always like embarrassing Mark, I'll never know the answer.
The cab driver dropped us off right in front of my house. This was the first time they would be coming into my house, usually they would just drop me off, so they knew where I lived. But they were never inside.
'Except Youngjae, he wasn't just inside my house.'
I haven't had a proper conversation with Youngjae at all. I kept everything professional, there was no questions asked, and we didn't even talk about what happened in my room again.
'Deja Vu.'
We walked onto my door step and I unlocked the door with my keys. I opened up the door to check if their was any mess, and there wasn't so I let them inside. Jackson whistled when he walked in and took in the view of my house.
"Whoa you have a nice house Mikah."
"Cute and simple, like you."
I ignored the last comment. "It's nothing much, I live with Jeremiah an--"
"Jayden get back here you little shit." I heard Jeremiah screaming down the hall. He's probably in the bathroom.
Jayden came running into the front room, butt naked with some shampoo in his hair. He looked like a oompa loompa because his hair was sticking up in one direction.
He turned around and almost ran into me but I stopped him. He noticed the rest of the people in the house, but he ignored them when I was bending down to give him a hug.
"Mommy mommy, Daddy wants to kill me. Please hide me!" He hugged my neck tightly.
I taught him this trick when he was still very young, to call me Mommy and Jeremiah, Daddy in front of strangers. It was much easier than telling people how I'm related to him. Besides they never asked questions, because Jayden looked like me sometimes.
"Jeremiah if you kill him, I swear I'm cutting off your most precious possession!" I screamed to Jeremiah in English.
"Please anything but my hair."
"Your hair is your most precious possession?"
"Don't judge me woman!" He immerged out of the hallway. He had a towel around his shoulders, and some soap bubbles on his front shirt. He was about to cuss, but then he noticed the 7 new faces in our house. His whole stance changed, he bowed down in greeting.
"Welcome to our humble abode. Please sit down and enjoy the scene of me trying to kill a brat." Said Jeremiah in Korean with a smile on his face. I have been teaching him to speak Korean since the day we got partnered up by my company, and we've been inseparable ever since.
GOT7 did as they were told. They knew Jeremiah as my business partner but they'd probably really think we are together. I sat Jayden down and he ran back into the bathroom, Jeremiah first eyed each member carefully before giving me a wink, then he took off after my nephew. He came back out again his head sticking out the hallway.
"FYI Mikah, Hyekyung phoned earlier on. She wanted to talk to you, but I told her you were busy. She said she misses you." I nodded in his direction. I'll face time my younger sibling when I'm done with the food.
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