°•°•We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin•°•°
Six hot blooded teenagers and the bitchy, dom newbie with a rather perky butt.
what can possibly go wrong‚ right?
Well several things‚ if...
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White pain•°•°
"Look, I am pretty much sure it's one of yours doing. It's not funny, okay? Whoever bastard is moving this piece of shit, sto-"
Jimin couldn't complete his loud, body shaking torments, as Jin smacked his head from behind.
"What did I say about behaving, Park?" Then his squinting eyes fell on Namjoon's unbelieving pair, "And why have you gone stiff so suddenly?"
As if getting fueled on his words, Namjoon hurriedly started speaking. The rest of the team yet to open their mouth as they were led by him.
"What's your name, Mr soul?"
Namjoon's polite attempt to communicate went wrong as Yoora suddenly got offended.
"And how do you know it's a Mr? Now what, you think males are the only species that don't get a little place in even hell?"
"I just casually called, 'Mr soul'. I didn't think that much before speaki-."
Namjoon's voice was held as low as possible, not wanting Seokjin offended by any means.
"Oh really? But you didn't say 'hi, what's your name Mrs soul?'. Casually. No you didn't."
"I really didn't give it that much thought."
"That's wha-"
Taehyung clicked his tongue at the duo before speaking up,
"Please, stop both of you. Yoora, Namjoon is sorry, yes Namjoon?"
His eyes expectedly gazed at the said man, for him to part his mouth for a silent moment before Jin pinched him on the back just for him to let out a scurried nod.
Taehyung's 'extra' affection for his friend didn't go unnoticed by Jungkook, who frowned to himself. From the very first moment, that woman was sort of eyesore for him. Not that she is evil. No, she alone is a sweetheart to everyone. But the way the two seems close and with Hyuna, people may think they are a cute married couple.
Mihyung's words from back then echoed in Jungkook's ears.
He glared down the girl, before glancing at the way she was staring. And much to his displease, he found Taehyung staring right back. Both were talking in eye language, huh?
Jungkook's never been more insecure.
He's already in disadvantage being a male, now this woman is an extra burden.
But whatever happens, he is determined to be Hyuna's other parent. Maybe what Hyuna needs is a mom. But Jungkook might be a man, he can be just the perfect mother. They just have to give it a chance.
CEO father and idol mother, Korea's power couple.
Jungkook's eyes gazed the planchette that they all held down. His lips curling upwards in a smirk as his head subconsciously ducked down in case someone suddenly sees him smiling like that.
