❝ that's alot of fucks for a woman ❞
still fresh from the debut stage, lalisa manoban struggles to keep a sane posture and mentality as the world of being an idols instantly crashes in her head.
and then there's jeon jungkookーthe golden maknae eve...
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" hey, i'm going out tonight "
jungkook looked up to his hyung, eyes grazing on how he was dressed up for an unknown reason. ideas popped up in his head, leaving him in a smiling state. he held his banana milk close to his chest as he sat down in a straight manner
jimin was all smiles as he looked up and down at his outfit. the younger didn't see the latter this happy ever since jungkook actually called him tall
" oooh where you goin' ? " he teased, earning a flustered chuckle from jimin
" it's a secret. " he shushed him, looking at the younger playfully
jimin jogged around the room, trying to find a particular color. he subtly grabbed the door knob to their closet, opening it to find a piece of fabric. jungkook noticed his hyungs annoyance as he kept howling at the closet seemingly trying to find something
" what are you trying to find? " he raised his head
" yah kook, lisa likes yellow, right? "
the latter met with stubborn brows. he felt a menacing sensation jumping beneath his stomach. thoughts rummaged around his mind like a pile of scattered garbage in a dumpster.
his posture straightened out of nowhereーlooking at his hyung with a knowing expression. though he hid it real easy. at least hyung's making friends, he thought
" i don't know " he chortled, sitting once again with his normal arrangement " how'd you even get thatー "
" ーwatched it on an interview somewhere. " he cut him off, still rummaging through their stuff.
" you watched blackpink's interview? " jungkook shot up, chuckling to himself
" well yeah, i meanー " jimin grew flustered " hey, why don't you even make an effort to know your girlfriend? "
" me? make an effort to getting to know that woman hulks bibliography? " he snarled, slapping his knee sarcastically " i'd rather say you're taller "
jimin rolled his eyes, shrugging off the tease jungkook menaced.
" that girl's actually nice "
" which part? " he rolled his eyes, sipping the last drop of banana milk inside the carton
jimin let go of his hold inside the closet looking at the maknae with a knowing look. he sighed inwardly as he let his arms flop to the sides.
" come on, kook. at least actually get to know the girl before saying saying she's pure evil "
" well, i didn't say she's pure evil " he reasoned out, scratching the back of his neck
" so you're saying she's nice? "
" wait, i'm going back to the pure evil part "
jimin felt a heavy weight distraught on his chest upon setting eyes on a familiar fabric of yellow. the soft whool of the hoody drought warm into his skin as he gently wore the jacket.
