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nayeon smirked as she listened to the boys screams from upstairs, walking back down with a phone in her hand.
"lets talk to your so called 'daddy', shall we?" she hummed, dialing jimin's number and pressing the call button.
"nayeon? wha-"
"shut your mouth, jimin. i have something very precious that you own." she smiled innocently, turning the camera towards yoongi.
jimin gasped at the sight of yoongi. his lip and mouth was bleeding, his cheeks were red, and tears were still streaming down his cheeks.
"what the fuck, nayeon?! leave him alone!" he shouted, fuming with anger.
"daddy!" yoongi screamed, getting a slap on the cheek.
"shut it, slut. if you really want him, come to xxx and we'll talk then." nayeon giggled. "buh-bye!" she smiled before hanging up.
jimin shot up from his seat and paced back and forth, dialing a number.
"namjoon, hoseok, i need help. bring backup, too."
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should i make jimin, hoseok, and jungkook mafia leaders? idk it just came to my head.
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Fanfiction"what the fuck?" jimin joins a website just to fool around, not expecting to find a little. ' formerly known as daddy.com '
