"Evergreen, he tears me to pieces"
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A relationship gets tested when a handsome new face arrives in town. Will this relationship stand as strong as it has for years? Or will the foundation crac...
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jimin pov.
Tae and I entered Hoseok's house to see that everything was near completion. Caters were entering and exiting carrying the food from the van to different places in the mansion. It was crazy all of this was needed for a house party.
"Hobi, I thought this was a simple house party?" Tae questioned, reading my mind. He took a chocolate-covered strawberry off of a tray that was being carried by an older blonde woman.
"It is." He smirked at the question.
"Then why do you have caters?" I asked because it was genuinely confusing. Every house party I've been to happened to be in one area of the house and were lucky to have multiple bags of snacks.
"And why do these strawberries taste strange?" Tae asked his second question as he desperately searched for a napkin to spit the remains of the strawberry out.
"My guests have to eat Jimin, and my chef is off for the rest of day, so I needed to get food from somewhere. And Tae those strawberries have weed in them," he chuckled at Tae's disgusted face as he continued to chew the fruit.
"This feels more like an engagement party than anything else," I roll my eyes and make a mental note not to eat the tempting chocolate covered strawberries. Well, it was just weed, probably the safest option in here.
"Unless Jungkook is planning on proposing to Tae, or you're planning on proposing to me, I don't think it is. Ugh, instead of bombarding me with questions how about you make yourselves useful?" I noticeably stiffened at the thought of those two getting married. Tae saw my face and decided to carry on with the conversation.
"What do you need us to do?" His was still making a disgusted face from the lingering taste of the marijuana strawberry that was in his mouth.
"I want you to change the sheets in all of the rooms," Hobi replied.
"Don't you have people for that?" Tae laughed.
" I do, but my staff left for the day, I just said that! Try to pay attention Taehyung!"
"Why are we changing sheets anyway? They couldn't do that before they left?" Hanging out with rich people makes you start to act like them too. Not even a month around them and im suddenly too good to change bed sheets.
"Oh, sweet innocent Jimin. Those are my mother's high quality and expensive bedroom sets that can not be infected with sperm and god knows what else. If she finds out I had people doing things up there she would have a heart attack!" He spoke to me like I was a child.
"Then why are you letting people do stuff on your mother's shit? Better yet, why are they even allowed upstairs?" I was genuinely confused.
"That would be no fun if the guests don't have a designated area to...you know," he was trying to talk to us and direct people coming in and out of his house.
