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I do not own any picture I used in this chapter, not the hotel , 707 and Searan, I only own my OC's, this story's plot and the dolls Kapeesh?
[Sobs] mEEP! I'm SO SO SO SO SO SOOORY For updating late my sweet sweet readers T~T [hides behind Vivi]
I needed to plan this chapter properly without making the scenes cliche and to write unexpected fight scenes and events, that's why it took me so LONG! MIANHE m(_ _)m
Oh my God! You guys are the best though! [thumbs up] I can't believe I hit 1+k Reads and 100+ Votes [Hugs all her readers] Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Muwah~~ Muwah~~ [kisses her readers cheeks]
No words can express how thankful I am for all your love, support and comments! I'm sorry it took me this long to update and I hope this chapter won't disappoint you! I had a lot of fun writing the fight scenes hehe~~ Have fun my lovies~~
PS: This one is hella long so be prepared x.x
[Shishou, can I ask for one more kiss?] - mouthed words without voice
"Moonie-hyung, you broke one of my vials no?" - thoughts
"I did not SeoJi-ah! It was an accident!" - spoken together by two or more people
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Eerie.
Please, I beg you...
Dreadful.
Don't Look at me...
Silence.
...Like that
...
You were subjected into many awkward and heavy silences in your life, but nothing comes close to the tense stillness that surrounds you when you dropped the proverbial bomb on Kim Namjoon and Kim Seokjin.
It was like you threw a pin-less ticking hand grenade at the two of them, ready to explode at any moment as you let them digest the bad news. You were staring at them blankly, internally panicking as you counted the most petrifying five seconds of your life with your impending doom closing into you.
Five.
Two pair of eyes dilated, their faces contorting from fuming to mad within the span of a second.
Four.
Their tall forms went rigid as they let your words sink in.
Three.
The temperature in the room dropped below zero, but the chill it delivered through your body was far more terrifying than meeting the eyes of the grim reaper.
Two.
RM and Jin were deadly quiet, their beautiful hues of contrasting copper and cinnamon were withholding rage.
One.
When your lilac eyes finally connected with RM and Jin's stormy ones, you knew that you won't get any help from Bangtan's leader and their eldest...nor from any of BTS's remaining members. With that look their leader was giving you, you knew that Jin and RM doesn't want any of their brothers near you, especially their maknae line...with your foreboding words from earlier.
Zero.
"Get out."
Bangtan Sonyeodan's leader's voice was calm, but there is an underlying danger in his frozen pool of cold copper daring you to go against his will inside their own home as he towers over your form, only a meter apart.
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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...
