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ur lil bitch nikki is back and better as ever, mostly bc its almost christmas!
but i want to apologize for the lonnnggg (sadly needed) hiatus. its just, you know, life gets hard sometimes
but im back for real, and i have a new chapter so yw my lovelies!
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Jungkook's keys jingled loudly as he struggled to open the large front door of his mansion. He released a loud groan every two seconds, since it has been five minutes of trying to get inside his damn house. It's to the point where Jungkook starts to kick the door harshly.
"Hey, Hey! Kookie, stop being so aggressive." Taehyung pulled his boyfriend off the porch, staring up at him with wide angry eyes. "Aggression does not solve anything. It only makes things worse."
The red head snatched the keys straight from Jungkook's fist and walked to the door, unlocking it with ease. He could hear the deep sigh from the ravenette behind him.
"Go shower, I'll make dinner." Taehyung kissed Jungkook's cheek lightly before pushing him towards the stairs.
After the body of the ravenette disappeared, he waltzed into the kitchen. "Holy shit, it's like a gourmet restaurant kitchen back here!" He squealed in delight, running his hands over every shiny appliance.
It was beyond clean, you could tell from the strong smell of cleaning supplies and the gleaming shimmers off of the stainless steel. He smiled brightly at how massive it was, but a soon frown made its way upon his face at the thought of a close friend he missed: Baekhun with his gourmet kitchen and expensive supplies.
Taehyung really missed the casino, and Baekhyun but he knew he would be there soon. So the smile returned and he opened the huge pantry in front of him. "This is basically a garage full of food."
"Don't touch my kitchen, young man."
Taehyung felt a hand touch his shoulder. He quickly spun around at the sudden touch. In front of him stood a lovely lady dressed with a crimson velvet apron and a matching red beret, to accompany her white puffy dress.
He had met her before, the night he had found the original crow. "Yeri, is it?" Taehyung asked politely.
The lady nodded with a smile. "And I assume you are Taehyung, Jungkook always talks about you when you are gone."
A smirk paints on Taehyung's lips, "Yeah? What does he say?"
"I don't want to get into it," Yeri says, reaching out to touch Taehyung's hands. "But he does love you very much. You probably know that."
At this point, Taehyung's gleaming of joy. "Of course he loves me, who couldn't!" He pats Yeri's delicate hands with his own and takes a look around. "So I am guessing you cook around here?"
