𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗠𝗬𝗚 ✔

🍒That!!🍒

"Good morning holly." I chime sitting upright on the bed as holly keeps on hopping and jopping on my blanket compelling me to leave it.

As she makes her way in my arms, I lift her up before she escapes my grip and jumps off the bed. Usually she will lick my face.

What's wrong with her today?

"It's not fair holly. First you woke me up and now you are running away." I whine and chasing her heavy footedly, walk down the staircase with my eyes half closed and that's when she scurries towards Mintie's room.

Once in kitchen, I add the cereal in a bowl after which I draw out milk from the refrigerator and pour it into the bowl before begin to have my little breakfast.

"Good morning Mam." One of the guard greets.

"Morning." I reply back as I place the empty bowl back on the counter and look at him. He scoffs but suppresses it soon as I look at him. Ignoring him, I move towards my room receiving the same reactions from maids on the way.

Is something wrong with my face? Or is it something else?

I hurry towards the bathroom and look at my reflection into the mirror.

SUGA!! YOU ARE DEAD NOW

I practically run down the stairs and barge into his room where I find him on his working desk.

"SUGA" I yell, fuming with anger.

"Mintie suits me more. Don't you think so?" He calmly replies as he spins around his chair.

Wait?! Mintie?! I never called him by that. Was he --

"Yes I was awake the whole time you was making a mess of my face with that black marker." He intimates leaving me thunderstruck.

"Why didn't you stop me then?" I kneely interrogate.

He rises up and jogging towards me replies, "Because you was very happy while drawing on my face with that black marker."

My heart just skipped a beat.

"Why did you do this?" I asked furiously, pointing my index finger at my face.

"Baby, we call this Tit for Tat." He chuckles.

"Don't call me that. We agreed that you won't." I complain, srunching my nose.

Turning around as he saunters towards vignette, I complain, "You know guards and maids were laughing at me for your damn tit for tat."

He returns with a tissue paper and begin to wipe his sketches off from my face.

"Now they won't laugh at you. Okay?!" He speaks, the corner of his lips curving up in a gentle smile.

Is he having one of period mood swings?!

Gosh this man...
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Yoongi's duality is literally a threat to my existence.

This part was short, 430 words but It's a short story so...

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