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twenty. REMEMBER ME

TWENTY. REMEMBER ME

Haeun woke up naked and alone, she sighed, shivering at the chills that ran down her spine as she threw on a black silk robe, tying it around her waist.

She ran her hand through her hair as she stepped out of the room, finding her older brother walking towards her.

"Hajoon?!" She said in utter surprise.

"Hellooo~ little sister," He smiled, "It is I, in the flesh." He made dramatic gestures to himself.

"What- when did you- Jungkook!" She yelled out, and within a few seconds, the boy walked beside her.

"Hi, princess, the girl I love so much, the world's best girl-"

"You didn't wake me up," She glared. 

"I couldn't, you looked so peaceful and you were so worn out," He said, looking at her suggestively making her roll her eyes.

"You found my mother and this dickhead and you didn't wake me up!"

"I know, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?" He said with a small pout and his big bunny eyes. She rolled her eyes, trying to fight off a smile on her face but giving in.

"Fine," She said with a glare. "Where's my mother?"

"She's still in her room with your father," Haeun went off to the room downstairs, "Though I don't recommend you go in- and she's gone." Jungkook mumbled to himself.

She trotted down the hall and opened the door finding them in a compromising position. Her parents looked horrified and Haeun just stood there.

"Not the greatest first impression after almost two months, mother, but carry on." She said with a teasing smirk, dodging the pillow thrown at her head and the yell of her name.

She passed by Hajun whose eyes were trained on his phone.

"Found our parents having sex?"

"Yep."

"Cool." He said before walking off, Haeun walked the other way, back upstairs to her soulmates.

She walked into the shared room, finding a couple of them lounging around, Namjoon was on an important call in the corner while Jin sat on the bed reading beside Yoongi who was sleeping.

"Good morning, handsome."

"Good morning, beautiful." He smiled, kissing her lips.

"You taste like blood." She laughed.

"Well, I did have my weekly meal, so," She shuffled onto the middle of the bed, laying on her stomach and watching Yoongi sleep.

"I can feel you breathing on me, my love," Yoongi mumbled, voice still heavy with slumber.

"Well, you should wake up and kiss me then." She teased, he peaked one eye open and looked at her, she waited as his handheld onto the back of her head to lead her lips onto his.

"Good morning, yoongs."

"Morning, my love." He yawned. The three of them just laid in bed, in each other's arms watching Namjoon as his face twisted and turned while listening to whoever was talking on the phone.

Slowly, the rest of them shuffled in. Some half asleep and some feeling playful.

Though, they could all feel how conflicted Namjoon was when he got off his phone.