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Okie dokie , back to the story.
Warning: Long Chapter
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Omniscient,
Jimin thought his heart was going to collapse once he felt Kiaria in his arms again. It almost felt like a dream to him.
Once Kiaria pulled away, she immediately walked through the threshold and into the house. She was surprised on how much the decor in their once-shared-house never changed.
"You kept our photos?" She asked lowly, gazing at the the framed pictures they took together as a couple. "Yeah, I couldn't let them go," the boy answered.
Kiaria hummed as a response and soon the awkward silence took its course. To clear it up, the blonde finally spoke up. "Can I change my clothes? I feel a bit weird after the situation."
Jimin cleared his throat and nodded. "You can wear some of my clothes. I kinda gave all the clothes you left away." Kiaria mumbled an 'okay' before walking up the stairs.
While the girl went up to change into his clothes, the boy decided to text Jungkook, explaining what was going on.
Jungkook replied almost instantly, texting things among the lines of "Did you kiss her?", "Is she officially yours?", and "Did ANYTHING happen?!!"
Before Jimin could reply, Kiaria walked back down to the living room, wearing one of his hoodies and her biker shorts.
"I found these in your underwear drawer. Care to explain why you have my old biker shorts in there?" She teasingly questioned the now flustered boy. "I use it for personal reasons."
Kiaria hummed once more with a smile before sauntering to the kitchen, Jimin following behind.
"I promise I won't stay long. I just need to figure out what I'm going to do before I face Kihyun again." The blonde stated before pushing herself up to sit on the counter.
"It's fine. Take all the time you need." The boy cursed himself out mentally, hating how desperate he sound for her presence.
It was the first time in a long time where he felt this house become warm again. His warmth was sitting here right beside him this very moment.
Although it may seem temporary at the moment, this right here is better than nothing at all.
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"Did you get her to ingest the mixture?" Jiwoo asked her big brother as she stood across the street from her Jimin's house, wearing a brown leather trench coat.
"No, she fucking cut my arm, crazy bitch." Kihyun exclaimed while using peroxide the clean the flesh wound.
It wasn't too deep but it was enough for him to bleed out a bit. Jiwoo sighed at his answer before walking back to her car. "I'll get Jimin to drink it then. I'll call you when everything falls into place."
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Mommy's Baby Boy 18+
Fanfiction"Mommy, I just want to play." "Then let's play baby boy." Plot: 65% Smut: 35%
