Lee Chun-Ae
After my shower, I sit on the couch in the living room and wait for Yoongi. I text Zhi and play with my choker for a while. Finally Yoongi walks out of his room. “Took you long enough.” I say while sliding my phone in the pocket of his pants. I look up and gasp. He smirks. “You like the view?” He asks. I close my mouth and try to act nonchalant. “You take longer than a girl.” I say. “At least I look good.” He says and rolls his eyes.
“Whatever. And take me to my house later. I refuse to wear your underwear after today.” I say. He smiles and I have to admit. He does look good. Hair still wet. Skinny jeans and a black hoodie. A chain and hanging cuffed earrings. Black and white supreme shoes. “Chun-Ae, come on.” He calls. My cheeks burn as I run over to the door and head out with him.
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Jung Hoseok
“Namjoon, come on so we can meet Yoongi hyung.” I call. “Okay, okay. I’m coming.” Namjoon calls back. He walks out of his room. Jimin sighs. “I think we’re meeting his wife today.” I say. “Really?” Taehyung says and laughs. “Yeah. He had an arranged marriage, right?” Jungkook says. I nod. “Yeah. We’re gonna meet her today. I guess they made a bet so now she’s staying with him.” I say. “What kind of bet?” Jin asks.
“Like, she’s going to fall in love with him or whatever. And they’re trying to not fall in love?” Namjoon says. “Yeah, I think so.” I agree. “I just don’t wanna meet her. Especially if she’s like his exes.” Jimin says. “Maybe she’s not.” I say. “Yeah and he tells me she’s feisty, but who cares? Maybe she’s different?” Namjoon says. “Give her a chance.” Jungkook says. Taehyung agrees. “Okay, come on. We’re meeting them at the mall.” I say. We walk out of Namjoon’s house.
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Min Yoongi
“I miss you.” Chun-Ae says. “I miss you more than anything.” The girl on the phone says. “No, unnie, because you left me and went to America.” Chun-Ae says. “I’m sorry but I’ll come back.” Zhi says. “Okay. I love you.” Chun-Ae says. I smile and peek over at her. “I love you too.” Zhi says. “You better come back or I will buy a ticket to Morocco and go without you.” Chun-Ae says. Zhi gasps. “You would dare to disrespect me like this!?” She says. Chun-Ae laughs and I can’t help but think about how the sound is cute. I push the thought away. This is a bet. It’s either love or hate.
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Lee Chun-Ae
We pull up to the same mall as yesterday. I look over and see him looking at his car. “You left your car here last night?” I ask. He nods. “Why? You could have a ticket?” I say and jump out of the car to go check. I run over to his car and frown at the ticket in the window. “I’m sorry, Yoongi.” I say when he appears next to me. “It’s okay, Chun-Ae.” He says. I look over and see him smiling. “Are you sure?” I ask. “Mhm. It’s fine.” He says. I smile.
Then I reach over and punch him in his arm. “You’re so stupid.” I say. He smiles and holds his arm. “Come on, baby.” He says. “I will slap you.” I say. He smiles and slowly wraps his arm around my shoulder. Strangely, I feel calm again and allow him to keep his arm on my shoulder. Please don’t fall in love, Chun-Ae.
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We walk into the food court area and I sigh. “Calm down. You’ll be fine, baby.” Yoongi says. I glare at him from the side of my eye. He guides me over to a table where six other boys are sitting. I frown. “Why didn’t you tell me that you had this many friends?” I say. “What did you think?” He asks. “I didn’t think you even have friends since you’re so unlikable. In my head, you are unlikable at least.” I say. He smirks, obviously not fazed by the shady tree I just threw at him.
We walk up to the table. Immediately I noticed the one with perfect everything. He’s literally beautiful and I stare at him until Yoongi slaps my head. “What?” I choke. “Stop staring.” He hisses at me. “Jealous, already.” I say. “That’s only bad for you, not me. I don’t care if we divorce.” He says. I glare. “Ahem.” Someone says. We look back at the group. “Hi, I’m Kim Namjoon.” A man with longer hair says. I smile and stick my hand out.
He seems surprised by this. He takes my hand and smiles. “I’m Lee Chun-Ae, if you don’t already know.” I say. Yoongi makes a noise behind me and I smile. Another boy steps up to me. “Annyeonghaseyo, I’m Jung Hoseok.” He says. I smile and he hugs me lightly. “Hi, I’m Kim Taehyung and I’m 25.” Another boy says. I wave because he doesn’t step up.
Seems like he’s observing me from afar. I hope he has fun. “I’m Jeon Jungkook AKA Kookie or Kook and I’m 23.” A boy says. He smiles and looks like a bunny. I literally fangirl. “Oh, you’re so adorable.” I say. He covers his face. “I’m Chun-Ae and I’m 24.” I say after I stop smiling. Finally, two boys step up to me. “I’m Kim Seokjin AKA Jin, the hyung of all of these children and this. Is. Jimin.” A really pretty boy says to me and shoves the perfection boy forward.
“Fucking say hello, Jimin.” Jin says. I stare at him, confused. “I’m Park Jimin. Bye.” The boy says, pretty rudely. Namjoon steps up and flicks Jimin’s head. “Ow!” Jimin whines and moves out of the way. “What he meant to say was that we’re happy to meet you and that we hope that you’re happy.” He says.
I look back at Yoongi and raise an eyebrow. He shrugs and walks up towards me. He wraps his arm around my waist. I push his hand off my waist lightly and nod. “Jin is 28. Hoseok is 26 and so is Namjoon. Jungkook is 23 and Taehyung is 25, like they said. Jimin is 25 too.” He says.
“Uhm, I don’t know why Jimin doesn’t like me, but I hope you all give me a chance to prove myself as a good person. And, uhm, are you three related?” I say, pointing at Namjoon, Jin, and Taehyung. Yoongi chuckles. I pinch him and smile forward at the boys. “I’m willing to give you a chance. And, no, we’re not related.” Namjoon says and laughs. I bow and smile. “Thank you, oppa.” I say. Jungkook walks over and pokes my face. “I’m so hungry. Can we go get food!” I say. Jin laughs. “I like her!” He says and wraps his arm around my shoulder.
I smile and we walk over to the restaurants. “What do you want, baby? I’ll buy it.” Yoongi says. “Ew, get away from- I mean, it’s ok. I’ll buy my own food.” I say. He smiles. He leans over. “Don’t be different now. They know about the bet.” He whispers and chuckles. “I knew you were a dickhead.” I say and shove him away from me. “Dude! You’re so strong, noona!” Jungkook says, laughing. He runs over to me and jumps on my back. “I literally love you!” He says. I smile.
“Get off of her Jungkook!” Jin says. Jungkook jumps down. “She is my friend.” Jin says. I laugh. “She literally just pushed Yoongi hyung like she was me! I like her!” Jungkook says. “She loves food, she’s my sister now. I don’t care.” Jin says. “Woah, calm down. You guys are forgetting that she is my wife.” Yoongi says and comes near me again. “I dare you.” I say. He backs away. Hoseok laughs. “I’m sorry, hyung. But that was funny.” He says. “Seems like I’m cool enough to hang out with your friends.” I say and smile looking at Yoongi. He rolls his eyes and smiles.
We walk around to food places. I finally let Yoongi buy me food. I order rice, fish, and veggies. Jungkook keeps poking me and I keep swatting at him. He’s goofy and I love it. I go to a table with Jin and Taehyung. Yoongi brings me my food. “Oppa, do you think this will be good? It’s a little basic.” I say to Jin.
“Mhm.” He hums, mouth full with ramen. I smile and take a bite. “That was a perfect reaction.” Yoongi says. “It’s literally so good. Try it, oppa!” I say. Jin reaches over and takes some. His reaction is priceless. Eyes wide and shoulders bouncing. “Min Yoongi-ah!” I say. He smiles and I shove food in his mouth.
“Don’t be stubborn. Eat the food.” I say. He chews slowly while smiling at me. I tuck my hair and eat my food. I put my hands together and bow. “Thank you.” I say. Yoongi nods. “So, Chun-Ae, what’s your favourite colour?” Taehyung asks. Jimin, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jungkook finally come and sit at the table.
“I really like white and black.” I say. “Yoongi’s favourite colour is white.” He says. I smile and nod. “Can you cook?” Jin asks. “Of course.” I say. “Are you rude and a gold-digger?” Jimin asks, rudely. “I’m only rude to Yoongi because he is mean to me. And I have my own money and my own happiness, I don’t need to feed off other people.” I say. Jimin’s eyes go wide at my response.
I shrug and Jungkook laughs. “Yoongi-ah is always rude. So I’m going to win the bet.” I say. “No you’re not.” Yoongi says. I shrug. “You can try to win but you won’t.” I say. He rolls his and grabs my chopsticks. I slap him and take my chopsticks back as Jin laughs. “What are your hobbies?” Jungkook asks. “Dancing, reading, drawing, et cetera, et cetera.” I say, smiling297Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM6TELFkkuH
