Mafia King (Vkook)

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N/o pov:

After a harsh hangover. Sehun couldn't find his blue suit he just bought not long ago from the shop he's actually working.

He asked the others that worked with him and they said 'why would we take your crusty ass suit ' slapping him in the face like a truck. And yes, trucks can slap.

Going in the kitchen looking out for jin amd asking him getting a "I don't know, ask jimin" as if the short cutie would know.

Asking the shortie that told him about daehwi and he telling him about taehyung. Going like a mad man from room to room was the most tiring thing in his life.

Opening the door from tae's room looking at the bear plopped on his stomach looking on YouTube at some English stuff repeating after them.

"Honey, where's my blue suit" he made the same question that asked everyone in the house.

Not hearing so well the questions because of the loudness he averted his eye a second then putting them back.

"What? "

"Hoooneyyy, where is ma blue suit? " he said trashing here amd there with a whiny voice.

"I don't know. I've saw it outside, why? "

"Cuz I need to was that suit" not wanting to really start cursing in front of the he left not opening his mouth afraid of a little curse to slip out involuntary.

"THIS FUCKIN BRAT" it wasnt Sehun but jessi not finding her jeans for work, looking for them everywhere while kissing her toe with the chair in her room.

Taehyung was getting bored and thought that maybe if he's gonna go get some ice cream and maybe some drama could solve it all.

Jumping out of the bed, he felt some sort of thing on his feet. It was a piece of black long string .

Smiling widely he quickly got on his knees talking with the black string while moving it from a way to another.

"Look at you snakeh snake. You OK snakeh snake? Oh no he dead snakeh snake. Snakeh snakeh snake. " weird enough he didn't know about bakehyung looking at him if taehyung was already pretty mental.