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41k reads in a week

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41k reads in a week... ummmmm whatatatta

feel like i should do a chapter dedicated to yoongi and jungkook for all the reads u give

CHANGE OF HEART - THE 1975

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The touchdown to Korea was filled with buzz and excitement as we drove in a lift and somehow made it home safely without Jungkook and Yoongi trying to kill each other.


Did I say safe?


The lift pulled over when we almost crashed into a tree due to Jungkook trying to strangle Yoongi, then accidentally bumping into the driver.


Let's just say it took more than 3 people to break them up. They were currently in a timeout given by Jin, driving in a separate Lyft. Jimin tipped the driver extra and exited quietly.

"Home sweet home." He whispered, pulling my hips to meet his. He nipped at my ear and I giggled, slightly shoving him away.

"Come on hoes, don't have all day." Hobi rolled eyes, grabbing his luggage. Yoongi trailed after him, his brown colored beanie covering his eyes lazily.

Just then, the other van pulled in. Stepping out was Jin with Jungkook attached to his back and Tae who rubbed his eyes. They looked completely gassed as Jungkook clutched tightly onto Jin who groaned in agony.


"Kook, you have two feet, help a brother out!" Jin shouted.


Jungkook being the cutie that he is, nuzzled his head further into Jin's back sleepily.


"M'tired hyungie, please carry me." Jungkook whimpered softly.

"I got him, hyung." Yoongi mumbled, prying Jungkook of Jin's back. Kook immediately curled into Yoongi's chest, his head finding the crevice of the boy's neck.

"Jimin, omg that's so cute!" I squealed. Jimin smiled at me, kissing my cheeks. He pulled my hand into his, walking to the door. Namjoon walked to grab the mail while we all gave hugs and kisses before going to our rooms.

"God," Jimin huffed, unbuttoning his shirt slowly. A few strips of his hair slipped over his eyes as he bit his lip tenderly.


I wanted to drool.


"What's wrong?"


"Just missed being home that's all," he slipped out of his trousers, "Missed you."


"I have been close to you these pass 2 weeks." I laughed.


"Well not close enough, love."


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