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pacing through the magenta carpeted floor back and forth, i couldn't calm my nerves. checking the clock, it read seventeen fifty-eight – shit sherlock, just a few more minutes, a few more minutes and the most beautiful moment in my life would happen. oh dear mother of bunnies, what am i supposed to do?
"jeon jungkook, calm that muscle filled ass"
at the mention of my name, i abruptly stopped from walking and almost tripped on the floor. damn my jumpy self and nerves for not calming down.
"jungkook!" i heard tae scream before he scrambled on his seat from the long chairs leaving a silver-haired jimin before helping me steady on my foot.
"careful! you might tear your coat!" the elder quoted before he studied my clothing and slightly fixed my newly dyed blonde hair.
"sorry" i murmured, voice shaking from nervousness.
"relax, nochu" i heard namjoon hyung mutter, right at that moment i finally saw him walking towards us. he gave me a reassuring nod before he sat right next to jimin.
"don't be that much nervous" jin-hyung assured too, patting my shoulder.
"i can't help it, i'm just so nervous slash excited and —"
a hyper and loud laugh boomed through the vicinity, god, hoseok hyung. "we know, we know. no need to elaborate how much you're that excited for this"
cheeks burning a flame, i couldn't help but let the smile paint my lips. gawd, this is just so nerve-wracking — i'm about to piss my pants because of the feels!
"father! i know you can do this!" a little voice rang on my ears as soon enough, before i knew it, a little version of me almost tackled me on the ground. god, my sweet sweet son.
"i believe in you, papa!" he spoke once more, voice filled with determination. crouching down to meet my son on eye level, i couldn't help but reach out for a hug as if wanting to have some strength from my son. "i'll do my best and thank you, honey"
"everyone!" my attention was deliberately drifted to another thing the moment my father's voice echoed in the place, oh shit, he's here then that means – "you young lads! she's already here!" oh my dear holy seagulls, aoi's already here.
