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"can I sit beside you?"





"I have company, go sit somewhere else" Yoongi again rejects without sparing a single glance at me, jeez what a mean grandpa








"I'm sitting beside Jimin-" he grabs my arm and pulls me down to sit next-in between him. this is no fun, his thighs are too thin I want daddy Jimin's thighs





Thick o'right








"Daddy Jimin!" I shrill when Yoongi's legs choke my body to stay as he types something on his phone, let me tell you that we're at the couch






this is embarassing







Jimin simply smiles as he grabs a bowl of strawberries from the fridge, my mouth started to water as I tap on the space beside us for him to sit and he complies







I dive my hand on the bowl to get a handfull of strawberries and turn to face Yoongi "motherfucker open that gorgeous mouth" and he looks at me like this



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"are you flirting with me" shook, not knowing how he could hear me through those earphones I shake my head and grab both his shoulders "no! I said I love Jimin's thighs-" the man beside us chokes and turns on the TV







I giggle and make a fist bump with him, I try to yeet Yoongi's earphones away when he glares at me again, damn those scary eyes






"do that one more time and I'll drown your dog"






"what about my fox" *mentally facepalms*






"I'll choke it to death"







"choke me daddy"







"shut the fuck up" he headlocks me and starts to strangle me to death, well not in a bad way. I simply smile and slide off his thighs, like a real slide at a playground






"well, whatever"







I scoop byeol in my arms as I proceed upstairs, guess what? they're allowing me to enter that once forbidden room. Yoongi said he trusts me enough







Well, isn't that sweet







"Mommy" daehan runs up to me from the bed room, I throw byeol to the floor to carry the child and bring him with me downstairs, again.







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