You move back to Seoul after leaving your childhood friends to live in America for a few years. There was no way that you expected not one, but two Kim's waiting to confess their feelings for you. The best part is? They're twins. ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ "Wanna hear something dirty?" I say, poking his chest with my index finger. He slides his hands on my waist and pulls me closer with a smirk on his face. "What is it baby?" "The kitchen. Kim Taehyung, you didn't clean the goddamn kitchen last night when I told you to." ㅡ ongoing