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"so who's this... mother ship you guys are fretting over? they've gotta be a big deal if you're so scared." chenle quirked an eyebrow, throwing away the contents of his dust pan and going to lean his chin on his broom.
"we're not scared of them we're just..... no yeah we're scared of them." beomgyu trailed off, shaking his head at his own words. he couldn't lie when he said everyone in bts and txt were scared of the mother group. even yoongi was scared of them.
"they're originally called girls generation, also known as snsd also known as the ladies that should be feared the most." yeonjun smiled as he walked back into the main room. "very popular very very strong group. they taught us everything we know, basically raised us." he sighed, plopping down on the couch.
they had finished basically the whole base in just under 30 minutes, having 13 of them to work on it really did help.
"oh wow! that's sick dude, i've always looked up to them." jaemins eyes widened, a large smile plastered on his lips. they all collectively gathered in the main room, sitting on either the couches or the floor.
"yeah sick until we get an hour added onto special training for every room in our bases that isn't cleaned." freya scoffed, taking her hair out of her ponytail and ruffling her long brown locks. the dreamies all looked at the txt members expectantly, waiting for them to go on explaining.
"our joint base for txt and bts has about 21 different quarters but that's always kept clean by maids and stuff. the bts base has around 17 that are usually kept kinda clean because jin duh and then our small base we have here which has around 12 but we use this more as a living space. the older members have their own houses but we live here with each other." soobin went on explaining, pulling his feet up on the couch so he could sit criss cross.
"wow you guys must have a lot of money...." jeno gawked, mouth parting in a bit of shock. in total, they had three basses and 50 rooms. the nct headquarters only had 27 floors and about maybe 23 rooms inside those floors.
"well we are mafias first of all and second bts and snsd have been in the whole mafia industry stuff for literal years. we didnt start out like this." yeonjun explained further, playing with the little strings that were falling out of his pants.
"yeah, we're basically their children. we're like a little family." taehyun smiled, shrugging his shoulders. they all nodded in agreement, smiling at each other.
it was evident they worked like a family. some were related some weren't but they were all so close you couldn't tell who was actually related and who wasn't.
"speaking of children, mark is your dick okay?" donghyuck laughed, looking over at mark who sat on a singular chair next to the couch. they all erupted into laughter, leaving mark to glare at them. "it's okay, i'm sure he didn't want children anyways." freya chuckled, leading to more laughter from the boys.
"fuck you freya." "i hope not with that broken dick of yours."
