Exulansis

Chapter 34

I need to quickly admit something! This chapter was written in like an hour- but I have good reason!

I had my driving test this week and I was so fucking nervous (like literally made myself ill nervous) so I wasn't writing at all.

But- I PASSED MY DRIVING TEST! So my license will come in like a week hopefully so I wrote this chapter very quickly cause I was in a good mood.

Anyways it's unedited sorry, please ignore grammar and spelling mistakes. I'm so tired I've lost a weeks sleep because of this bloody test so yeah.
Love you Berries xox

"What's the fucking hold up hunny?!" He screamed viciously, spit hitting her eye. She didn't flinch, knowing better than to react at all.

He stomped around the room, standing behind his desks and swinging his arm to smash the lamp, it shattered with a harsh bang, the silence that followed was scarier than any scream.

He tiredly ran his fingers through his hair, falling with a huff into the chair behind him. He gestured with his finger for the girl to walk over, which she did with slight hesitation, settling herself on his lap as he ordered.

Hunny wanted to gag at the stench of gin on his breath, laying thick like a sickening blanket. Her hands made perch on his chest, a bubble of self disgust raising working her. How she wished she hated this man. How she wished she could build the courage to leave, to find something better.

His hands sat warm on her exposed hips, drawing small circles on her smooth skin.

She closed her eyes softly. This is why she could never, ever, leave him. She was too deeply in love.

"I just want this all to be over with hunny, don't you?" He spoke in his feign sweet voice, tricking the girl farther into this toxic love.

She pouted but nodded her head regardless. She did want this over with, she hated this obsession her lover had with that doll Yoongi. What does he have that she doesn't?
Sure he's pretty... and kind... and really good at hair-

But she's loyal? Is that not enough? Hunny would die for this man, yet she was painfully aware he'd never do the same for her.

"I- I have an idea sir," she started soft, not wanting to aggravate the man any further.

Julian perked a brow, "an idea eh? Well, c'mon girl, spit it out?"

Hunny sucked in a deep breath.
Sorry Yoongi.

"I'll touch your feet every night for the next two weeks Park Jimin! I dare you!" Yoongi stood atop the kitchen counter, spatula armed and pointed at said man.

Jimin stood with arms held up in surrender, a wave of pure fear washing over him at the mention of his feet.
"You wouldn't-"

"Try me." Yoongi stared with a stern glare.

Taehyung walked in, his face clearly displayed his confusion at the scene. I mean, you would be confused too if you saw your best friend on top of the kitchen counter, covered in flour with a spatula aimed at your hyung, who was standing at least 5ft away, similarity covered head to toe with flour, with the addition of a cracked egg on his head.

"Why do I find you guys in an even series situation ever morning?" Tae started exhaustedly, a hand making its way to pinch at the bridge of his nose, "For once can't I come down, just grab an apple, day goodmoring like an other fucker would and live in peace?! Why is this household a nightmare-"
He continued to ramble as he left the kitchen.

Yoongi giggled shortly before refocusing at the task at hand.
Jimin watched the younger, waiting to see any signs of the younger bluffing, however no such sign came. So, begrudgingly, Jimin iffered hisbhand to the younger to shake,
"Truce?"