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Heyo my lovely beloved readers! How have you guys been hmm? I hope you are all having a good day/afternoon/evening~ Uwah, I can feel the love~~ 266+ reads?! You guys are the best! Saiko da! Thank you for adding this story to your reading list, for the reads and kind comments~ Muwah~~
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Warning: Adorable Hobi wanting to be spoon fed with a heart stopping cute Suga sulking! Umm...also long ass chapter? 4k+ words... ehehehehe~~
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About thirty minutes later, the two older members of Bangtan Sonyeodan's rap line were in front of your quaint humble Doll Shop Eien no Yume, squirming in front of your Doll boutique, nervously fiddling with their masks.
"Hyung...should we?"
"Might as well Hobi-ah, since were already here."
Hoseok knocks on your shop's door seeing that in order to get to your house, you have to pass the Doll Shop, go at the back, then climb the stairs to the second floor of the building which was the living area.
When the door of Eien no Yume opened, they were greeted by a now blonde SuYoon* [with Yoongi's hair color from Dope], in his Human Form wearing a maroon tracksuit beaming at them. He also has a gray apron that was embroidered with the words : "Kiss the cook and please DO touch the BUNS" in bold red letters, sewn in with pink and crimson kiss marks here and there in the chest area of the said apron. There's a few specks of white powder on his clothes, and something pink and creamy on his apron with red syrupy liquid splattered here there indicating that he must have been baking for some time before he opened the shop's door for them.
"Irashai Yoongi-ssi, Hoseok-ssi, just in time. The snacks and tea are about done."
Hoseok blinked at his hyung's Doll counterpart, baffled on how a look a like of his Yoongi hyung could have this energetic and cheery disposition when the pale rapper himself is the complete opposite of SuYoon on most days. True his hyung can be as playful as him and their maknae line, but his default mode is that of a grumpy tsundere filled with savagery with a soft caring side.
They followed the maknae of your Dolls bypassing you shop interior where your dolls for sale were on display leading them to a flight of stairs. Opening the maroon varnished door of your living area, SuYoon made them sit on a cerulean velvety couch on your spacious yet cozy living room*.
"Make yourselves at home Yoongi-ssi, Hoseok-ssi. Aruji will be with you shortly."
SuYoon bowed at both of them before vanishing in what they concluded as the direction of your kitchen. They sat on the sofa almost melting at how plush and soft it was relieving their tired bodies and aching muscles.
"Ahh this is life~"
Hobi grabbed one of your pillows, squeezing it into his body, burying his head on the fluffy cushion. Yoongi on the other hand was fighting the urge to sleep while he curled on the sofa, his eyelids getting heavy as the seconds passes by, but the tickle of sweet scent in the air zapped through his senses, waking every fiber of his being, making his and Hoseok's empty stomach grumble at the prospect of eating those tasty smelling delights.
SuYoon's sweet laughter echoed through the living room as he popped into their line of sight, his pale face slightly covered with whipped cream carrying a tray with peppermint tea*.
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FanfictionThey were Dolls, inanimate, non-living, a replica of the members of Bangtan Sonyeodan, but through your occupation as a Doll Master, your were able to give them life. You taught them morals, enabled them to feel emotions and the capability to love...
