"Jungkook, clean the mirror and Taehyung, um..you can dust the shelves," I order.
"Okay," They say as they start doing whatever I had asked them to.
"Noona what are you going to do?"Jungkook glares at me as he speaks.
"I'll start setting up my things," I say as I open my bags slowly.
He mutters something before getting back to work. My clothes, ahh I'll have to clean the cupboards.
"Oh you can use the the cupboard there,"Taehyung says.
"Oh okay," I reply as I walk toward the other cupboard and open the doors. It's empty but otherwise a box sit on one of the slabs.
I pick it up slowly and wipe off the dust with a cloth I find nearby before I star opening it.
"Noo!" Taehyung jumps from his place.
"Huh?"
"Don't open that," he says frantically.
"Is this like some Pandora's box? What's wrong? What have you hidden in this?" I grin.
"Yea it's kinda similar to the Pandora's box, now if you would be kind enough to pass it back to me," he smiles.
"No I'm not planing on giving it back," I mutter before I continue to open the box. Taehyung gets closer as he tries to take the box away from me.
"Yah! I said give it back," he whines.
I simply shake my head as I continue to fiddle with the little lock in it. Jungkook seems immune to everything happening around.
"Jennie!" Taehyung whispers as he now stands inches away from me. I can already feel my cheeks burn as I look down. He uses this opportunity to snatch the box away from my hold and then rushes outside the room. I stand there dumbfounded. Seconds later he walks slowly back inside with a victorious smile plastered on his face.
"Taehyung go back to dusting the shelves," I say sternly.
"Yes ma'am," he replies mockingly.
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It takes us about two hours to completely setup my room. Though the two had insisted on leaving after the cleaning was done I had threatened them and made them stay longer. It was now one in the afternoon and my stomach was grumbling.
We throw the clothes which we used to clean into the bins and fall onto the ground.
"That was the most I had moved in years," Taehyung sighs.
"You deserve it," I snicker.
"Also I think I might need help in setting up my room," Jungkook whispers.
"Oh fuck no!" I whine.
"Noona~please," he pleads.
"Who asked you to choose the larger room, now go set up yours," I smirk.
"Noona you're cruel," he glares at me.
"Blah blah I'm not helping, ask Taehyung," I mutter.
"Uh I need to take Yoentan for a walk," Taehyung makes up an excuse.
"Now? In the afternoon? Hyung at least make up a sensible excuse," he frowns.
Taehyung scratches the back of his head as he smiles sheepishly.
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A/N: my creative juices jst don't seem to flow uh🤧 thanx fr sticking around💕
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Crimson Sky| Taennie
Fanfiction"Ah yes?" "You don't like this time of the day right?" He asks. "No," I look away. He knew it? "Don't lie, you always spent the evenings locked up inside your room," he mutters. "Okay I don't like it," I say. "Why?" He asks. Shouldn't he know tha...
