CHOAS

"Namjoon. Namjoon!"
"I am here, I am here, good morning, Jungkook."
Jungkook stands in front of Namjoon, pointing at the 20 people. "Who are they?"
Namjoon smiles. "They are here to assist you."
"Assist me for what, exactly?" Jungkook takes a seat on the wide couch, folding his arms, the frown still evident.
"Let me answer that for you, young master," a loud, cheery voice interrupted, making Jungkook groan.
"Now, from which circus did you escape from?" he asks, staring at the man who is grinning from ear to ear.
"Allow me to introduce myself, young master. This is Ellis. I am here to attend to your needs," the man named Ellis says, his face held high, but Jungkook only rolls his eyes.
"My needs? And who said I need you to fulfill my NEEDS?" Jungkook sits back, raising an eyebrow.
"You did not, but your husband did," Namjoon says, placing coffee in front of him.
Jungkook looks at him as if he's grew horns.

"And who the fuck is this husband? Trust me, I don't know what is happening."