In which you are a prude theology student and one day, your sneaky twin brother sent you a link to the livestream of an infamous camboy, Park Jimin.
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Chimminiemine: "shit, baby, you're so hot!"
Anon777: "Yes!! daddy wants to see more!"
DaddyTae: "...
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Y/N watched Jungkook speeding up and sighed defeatedly.
She was sure she's going to get into huge trouble very soon. Jungkook looked so angry earlier, hence, he was furious. But why would he anyway?
Defeatedly, she let out the hundredth sighs before turning her body around and entered the small store.
The doorbell rang as she pushed her body inside. She was immediately greeted by a loud cheerful voice of a little boy she knew,
"Noona! You're here!" There was Sian, grinning widely as he waved his tiny hands excitedly upon seeing her.
She smiled faintly and walked toward the cashier counter where the boy had filled with all of his drawings and crayons.
"I miss you, Noona! What are you doing here?" He chirped, looking at Y/N with his slanted yet sparkling eyes.
"I just want to fill my empty fridge. Do you have any recommendations?" The boy jumped off the high chair and ran toward the girl.
"Banana milk is always the best!" He pulled Y/N toward the fridge. He pulled ten bottles of the milk, some of them fell on the ground and rolled away as his small arms couldn't contain.
She giggled lightly and shook her head. "Let me help you, your majesty." Sian laughed and nodded his head.
"Thank you, my princess. Too bad your prince isn't here yet, he's late!" Sian pouted his lips cutely. It took Y/N a while to process who's the prince Sian was talking about.
And as if it was on cue, the front door rang once again and the prince he was referring about, just walked in.
"There he is! Prince Jimin! You're late!" The brown-haired male brushed his still wet hair, snapping his head toward the Sian's loud voice.
He furrowed his eyebrows about to yell at the rude little kid but stopped when he realized who was crouching down next to the smaller boy.
"Y/N?" Jimin's eyes lightened up almost immediately.
He took off his jacket and hid it behind the counter. The town haired boy jogged toward the two with a huge smile latched on his face.
"Hello, Jimin-ah." Y/N greeted back. The male replied her with his sweetest smile, his eyes crinkled into a shape of a crescent.
"Late night groceries, huh?" Jimin questioned as he crouched down to pick up the last banana milk that rolled nearby the candy shelf across the fridge.
