"Don't be nervous; you're worldwide handsome for god's sake?" I think to myself as I try to look busy after hearing the door to the bedroom close. I changed into a comfortable tank top and shorts and my apron that Jungkook bought me that says "kiss the cook" with an arrow pointing down.
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That kid thinks everything is funny, and I find it tacky, but I wear it cause I secretly adore that annoying brat.
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Speaking of brats, Y/N is not wearing what I laid out for her but rather a short dress and bare feet as I eye her rounding the corner of the hallway. Opening the refrigerator door, she bends down, and I get an eyeful since she felt the need to wear no panties. Turning her head to see if I caught a glimpse, she smiles and takes a bite out of an apple she retrieved. "Uggh, your such a bratty girl not wearing what I picked for you
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and why the total disregard for undergarments with that short dress?" I smile and start to sort through all the items placed on the counter, ignoring her since I know she wants a reaction. Sensing her eyes on me, I turn and run smack into her, not knowing how close she was. "Interesting choice of words," she says, eyeing my apron as she traces the words with her finger than following the arrow down and placing her hand directly over my now hardening dick. "Hey," I say, snatching her hand and kissing it gently "hands off the merchandise,"
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