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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"Hoseok, Hoseok!" Y/N ran inside her house, not even taking off her shoes as her eyes searching across the empty hallway.
She knew entering the house without taking her shoes off was kinda barbaric. But she's in an urgent situation right at the moment.
"Hoseok!" She called for her twin but receiving no answer. Why did her brother never there when she needed him the most?
She then searched inside the living room and started to call another name. "Jungkook!" Silence.
Y/N groaned frustratedly. "Hoseok, Jungkook!" She ran toward her twin room and knocked on the door loudly.
"Hoseok, Hoseok! Open the doo—"
"Ouch— Ouch! Stop!" She gasped as someone opened the door, causing her to knock-knock on someone's forehead instead.
"Taehyung, Taehyung!"
"What? What?!" The male groaned as he rubbed his half-lidded eyes. "Stop yelling!" He urged.
"Where is Hoseok?" The latter just shrugged his shoulder, before yawning widely.
"Ugh. Why is he never there when I needed him the most ?!" She whined frustratedly.
Taehyung lazily leaned his body against the door frame. "Calm down will you? What's going on?" He asked calmly.
Y/N began to pace nervously, back and forth in front of him. She was still holding her phone now placing it close to her lips. "I think..." she muttered.
She remembered how Yoongi was groaning on the phone and there was also a woman voice moaning. She couldn't help but feel worried.
"I think..."
"I think what?!" Taehyung asked, feeling impatient.
"I think Yoongi just got kidnapped!"
Wait, what?
"Wait... Yoongi, as in my Gucci slippers thief?" Taehyung cocked an eyebrow as Y/N nodded her head furiously.
"Tae, you need to help me! I think he got hurt and I—" She stopped pacing around and stood in front of the brunette. She clutched on Taehyung's wet of sweat t-shirt desperately.
"Hey, calm down will you?" He held her by the shoulder and pulled her inside the room. Y/N began hyperventilating.
"Take a deep breath," Taehyung ordered. The girl just nodded her head while inhaling the air.
"And breathe..."
"Feeling better?" Y/N nodded and quickly shook her head at the same time. How can she feel better? Her friend is in danger!
