#reader x jikook

[jungkakes]

Make Me Water | JiKook x Reader

pairings: jikook x fem!reader, smut, fluff, established relationship with jk and reader.

warnings: threesome-f/m/m, oral, double penetration, fingering, anal, creampies (by bofum lol), squirting, unprotected sex, dirty talk, implied consensual rough sex, cuck jk, just pure smut really, jungkook calls reader 'mama', aftercare, sweet talk.

words: 19,827

summary: It's a hot, sticky summer in Seoul. Heat warnings are in effect. But when the night falls and breeze begins to blow, what better way to cool off than have some fun poolside with your man and his bestfriend?

also cross-posted on ao3

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Stepping out onto the terrace, you slid the door that led out to the private pool closed behind you with a quiet shut, “Hurry and join us, baby.” You hummed, turning back to give your partner a final smile from over your shoulder right before you closed the door. 

Once outside, the warm breeze from the summer night’s air fanned over your skin. The gentle sounds of flowing water filled the open air. Soft, steady waves from a stream echoed through the space you had been standing in. Splish, splish, splish. It was calming. Relaxing. You could use it as a form of asmr even.  

It had been scorching hot outside today. The temperatures steadily crept to an alarming 90 degrees Fahrenheit by midday. Calling for a heat warning and advising all citizens to stay indoors to try and keep cool in any way they could. And stay cool, you did. Lounging for most of the day near the air conditioner in the living room. A novel in hand and your body curled up comfortably on the single couch. Eyes crossing every now and then to watch your man and his best friend keeping themselves entertained with video games for most of the day. 

Now, it was well into the night. Safe for you to step outside for some much needed fresh air. The sun had long cleared the sky. Bidding your time zone a good evening with rays of light so beautiful with glimmers of orange and yellow sunlight shining across the horizon and then saying goodnight when the dark hues of blue and green from night befalling faded into a pitch black night sky. Stars speckled the once blue sky now. The moon shining at its highest. The gentle noise of crickets and the buzzing of cicadas alike sounded through the air. All a telltale sign that summer was at its peak. 

The air was still sticky and warm but the breeze that blew every now and then made the difference. The trees and bushes in the distance ruffled when the wind blew. Large leaves on the trees above your head fanning you almost. The cool night’s wind blew a kiss against your face. Into your hair. Gently caressing your skin as a silent hello from the earth. Telling you that the sun was gone for now and it was finally okay for you to step outside for the first time of the day and inhale the night’s air. 

From your side, you could hear the gentle lull of a waterfall from a fountain that led to the terrace pool. That’s the direction you were heading in. Taking a step onto the cobblestone concrete, you noticed that even the interlocking patterns of brick were still warm from the heat today. It was a nice contrast. The warm concrete on your bare feet and the breeze blowing through the oversized t-shirt you wore made you remember how much you loved the summertime. 

Tonight was the perfect night.

You couldn’t have asked for anything better than this.  

“The water isn’t getting any less wet, beautiful. Come on in.” 

Or could you? 

“How’s the water?” You asked your friend who was already wading in the pool, your hands in front of the hems of your t-shirt, “Not too cold, right?” You hummed, turning around so that your back was facing your friend as you easily pulled the material of your shirt upwards to tug it off from over your head, tossing it over onto a chair as you shook your hair out, letting the locks fall over your shoulders and down your back in a mermaid-like style, 

“It’s perfect.” He responded and you could feel the smile in his voice, “Just the right temp.” He mused and you turned around to face him. Eyes falling onto the creamy skin illuminated by the soft lights fluoresced around the pool. He glowed almost. Sparkled. Park Jimin was absolutely gorgeous. 

Suddenly, your hands flew to your chest because yes… you were half naked.

Standing there with your hands covering your bare chest, you hardly heard your friend calling for you. The soft octave of his voice slowing and dulling to a reverb that you couldn’t hear while you lost yourself staring at the way his skin radiated. 

“Did you hear me, hun?” You heard him better now as his voice began to cut through the ringing in your ears and you looked out towards him, knees trembling with a new found nervousness as you watched your friend floating around the pool with a seeming carefreeness while he awaited you to join him in the water.   

“What was that?” You asked, “I zoned out.” You mumbled more to yourself than him. 

“I’m feeling quite lonely the longer I float here by myself. The water might just turn cold from my unending loneliness.” Jimin’s voice drooped sadly from the other side of the pool, his body bounced lightly within the water he floated in. His dancer-like form swaying around freely in the water as if he were a real life mermaid. 

“I’m good over here.” You swallowed hard, your teeth gnawing on the inner part of your cheek. No, you weren’t good. You were salivating at the thought of joining Jimin in the water but the side of you that had a smidge of shame left said otherwise. Making you unable to move from the spot you were standing in. Jimin made you nervous to be shirtless in front of him. Nervous of him perceiving you. Nervous to be doing this with him. 

A big part of you wanted to dive head first into the pool he was waiting for you in. You wish you could go back to the person you were a mere five seconds ago. The person that was giddy with excitement to do this. 

That shameless part of you wanted to shake off any anxiety you had bubbling in you and just jump. But the more you stood there… The more you watched this man that was practically ethereal wading around in the water as if he was a deadly siren waiting to lure you in with the sweet melody of his voice, the more you hesitated. You turned back to look at the door where your partner was still busy in the kitchen and you sighed quietly to yourself. Silently pleading for your muse to hurry and come outside to join you. 

Jimin let out a noise of displease from your stalling and sank backwards for a moment into the water, head tilted backwards to wet the shaggy black hair on his head. You watched the bob of his Adam's apple move up and down when he swallowed. Eyes studying the strength of his jaw that you could see perfectly from the way he tilted his head back. He knew what he was doing without even acknowledging it. Just like the siren he was. You shifted on your feet as you practically watched him seduce you into the water, 

“Hm.” He huffed before he lifted his head out of the water and shook his soaked hair out. The silver highlights he sported in his hair flung to and from. Water from his hair sprayed around his form and trickled from his neck length hair to his throat, chest and finally disappeared into the water rising steadily, “Please?” He whined, a sad pout forming along his rosy, plump lips while he watched you. 

You stood there with your arms crossing tighter over your chest. Wispy hair flying from the way your head shook with hesitation, “Are you sure you didn’t pee in the water and that’s why it’s so warm?” You teased, the sarcasm prevalent in your voice because did fairies like Jimin even pee? Probably. “Let’s see.” You hummed, taking a step closer to the edge of the pool, stretching your foot out and dipping the tip of your toe into it, “Yah, it’s cold! You lied!” You whined, body recoiling from the water temperature, “I’ll just watch you swim around from here in case you don’t drown.” You nodded with a smile, quick to turn on your heels to retreat back towards the safety and comfort of the chairs lining the swimming pool. 

You never had any intention to be in the pool but it was a hot summer night and the water looked inviting to say the least. How you managed to get Jimin to agree to this was beyond you. It wasn’t as if this part of the house hadn’t already been explored by you and your inquisitiveness. For example, you might have enjoyed a few swims or two in the early mornings during your visit here when the member’s slept in because the night prior’s crazy antics (video gaming and karaoke sessions) had gone well into the early wee hours of the morning and they were far too tired to join you. 

And what was this place exactly? This was a vacation home for you all. A place where you had frequented to spend special moments together. Away from the public. Away from the hustle and bustle of city life. Away from… everything. The Soop House was a place you cherished being in. A place everyone considered as their little getaway. 

The first time being here was in the wintertime years ago. Taehyung’s birthday. What a memorable night it was. A special night that you would hold close to your heart until the end of time. 

You’ve visited this house many times after that. Sometimes with the members to celebrate birthdays and other festivities. Sometimes with your partner when the two of you just needed some time away from life’s busy schedules. Or with your girlfriends for a little weekend girl’s trip getaway.. And sometimes alone when you just wanted to get away to enjoy the beauty of experiencing the Soop all by yourself. 

This was a special place. 

And it wasn’t special because it was nestled away in an isolated forest that was guarded at all times by private security. 

It was special because it was only for BTS and you. 

You didn’t think your zany idea of skinny dipping in a pool at midnight would be taken so eagerly by your friend. It was simply a thought you blurted out during dinner. Something that came to your mind under the influence of a few glasses of wine and how good Jimin looked while being as relaxed as he was today. 

Perhaps it was the enthusiasm that had you thinking second thoughts. I mean. you were down for taking a dip into the pool with your friend while your man watched from afar. That was until you realized Jimin and your man were both equally into the idea of doing it. Of course they were! To think that they would be against such an inviting idea was silly of you. You must have forgotten who you were dealing with tonight. This was Park Jimin and Jeon Jeongguk for crying out loud. 

You truly thought Jimin would at least politely decline out of respect for you (and the fact that you were in a relationship with his best friend) but oh no, honey. Did you truly believe that? Did you actually think Jimin could and would ever say no to you? Clearly you did not expect anything from Jimin until you caught onto him inching his way to the doors of the house that led to the private pool once he had finished helping your man clean up after dinner. 

Even Jungkook’s own eyebrow raised in question when he noticed his hyung had barely hung around to chat and instead, booked it straight to the pool after dinner. Claiming he wanted to enjoy the last night in the Soop House’s pool before he had to jet off to Japan the next day. Pfft. Yeah, right. You played along though and so did your man. Nodding with enthusiasm as he told you to run along and join Jimin while he prepared the three of you something delicious to drink. 

You clearly were not quick enough to realize Jimin had been waiting for your offer for a very… long time. And you clearly were not quick enough for Jimin now who had swiftly made his way from one side of the pool to the spot where you stood, his wet hand reaching out from the water and grabbing you by the ankle just as you were about to turn away, 

Barely having a chance to register what was happening, you only had enough time to let out a shriek as you felt yourself get pulled to the water. Thankfully, your body fell backwards into the pool rather than forward. Otherwise, falling face first into the pool’s ledge only to be pulled in by the hungry water monster named Jimin would have been extremely painful and… embarrassing on your part. 

With arms flailing in the air, you fell pathetically into the pool. Body crashing into the water and almost body checking Jimin’s wet form with your shoulders like a superstar football linebacker as he dragged you into his arms. You were never an elegant faller and could even compare your clumsiness on a Namjoon level. Surely, you would have seen this coming. 

Jimin spared you no time to react or at least prepare yourself to be pulled into the water. Turning your back away from him was your first mistake, “JIMIN!” You yelled, body thrashing around in the water as you tried to find your footing against the floor of the pool, “My hair!” You yelped, feeling the back of your head get splashed with water and soak the hair you had freshly straightened just a few hours prior to this night, “I’m gonna kill you, I swear.” You threatened, finally being able to find your balance now that you were no longer floating on your back in the water, 

“Had to get you in somehow.” Jimin only responded between his airy chuckles, “I’m sorry. I had to.” He didn’t sound apologetic in the slightest and your eyes narrowed in annoyance, 

“Seriously. I’ll choke you out.” You twisted around in Jimin’s hold at once and glared at him, wet hands coming up to clasp around Jimin’s neck, not fully choking him (although you wanted to). “You’re gonna die, Park Jimin.” You announced with confidence, giving his neck within your hands a playful squeeze,

“Do it.” He challenged, “Maybe I like that.” Jimin flashed you his signature toothy smile and you felt the goosebumps raise on your skin from his shamelessness. 

“Gross.” You muttered, hands dropping from his throat in defeat. 

One thing about Jimin was that he hardly ever felt embarrassment around you or any of his fellow members. He was comfortable and confident around you all. Often blurting out random things that he would never on this green earth utter in public. 

“What? You don’t like being choked?” He questioned with a menacing grin and suddenly you felt his firm palm that was resting against your hip to ensure your fall into the water wouldn’t be too catastrophic. He was so close to you right now. Too close. So close that you could smell the lingering scent of his cologne still on his skin mixed with the chlorine from the water. So close that the hand placed on your hip felt heavy and strong against your skin. His touch felt searing. As if he could expel fire from his very palms. 

Feeling exposed under his overwhelming gaze, you quickly realized you were standing there in nothing but your bikini underwear. Knowing you were tits out in the water like nobody’s business made your hands fly once more to your chest to cover yourself as if Jimin hadn’t already snuck a glance. “Stop staring at me.” You spoke with a crack in your voice and felt the burn in your cheeks flow from your face straight down to between your thighs, “You’re making me nervous.” You confessed with a glum whisper, lips pressing together tight in regret as soon as you spoke. You sounded so stupid. 

Jimin’s gaze softened immediately when you spoke and the playful gleam in his eyes he had all this time prior to this moment had long disappeared, “Hey, pretty… if you’re not– If you changed your mind. We don’t–” He started, hands moving up and away from anywhere close to your body to give you space, “I can go grab you a shirt.” His eyes scanned over your head towards the poolside to see if the shirt he had stripped off was still hanging off the chair he had tossed it onto, “Just wait here–” He had already began to back away to cross to the other side of the pool and you shook your head quickly, 

“No.. don’t do that. It’s just–” You gulped then took a deep breath, finally allowing your gaze to meet Jimin’s eyes, 

Jimin’s lips pursed lightly before he titled his head to the side in confusion, “What is it?” He asked, “Are you feeling okay?” The worry in his voice was clear and now he had begun to think you were starting to get sick, 

“No… It’s just you’re so.. you.” You mumbled, “This is like, fuck, I don’t know.. the second time in the history of our friendship that you made me feel nervous.” You let out a quiet laugh, head hanging in embarrassment, “You’re just so… fucking hot.” You finally said the words you had been chanting in your head the entire time you had been standing along the poolside watching Jimin’s effortless attempts at luring you into the pool, “I can’t believe this is happening.” You started to laugh more as you realized how silly you sounded, 

Perhaps you were imagining things. The close proximity you both were now in surely made your mind hazy. So hazy that you hallucinated the fiery chemistry of his body close to yours. You didn’t even notice he had his hand placed on your hip before not because he was a creep but to make sure you didn’t sink too much into the water when he had pulled you in. And although he was no longer touching you, you somehow still felt the tingling on your skin where his hands were once placed. 

Jimin let out a small chuckle, his eyes crinkling into pretty little half moons when they closed, “Oh, love.” He took a breath between laughs and shook his head, “You’re flattering me too much.” He rolled his eyes and let his body float closer to you, “I’ve never seen you like this.” Jimin hummed out with please, “It’s pretty cute.” He nodded, leaning in close to your ear, “But you have to understand, the only person here who’s…” His voice dropped to a hushed mumble, “....fucking hot is you.” His voice sounded almost too seductive for your comprehension and suddenly the water felt boiling hot, “That’s just my humble opinion but I assure you, anyone would agree with me.” Jimin smiled confidently at you. A sparkly grin that made your knees buckle under you at once, 

You wobbled and lost balance from his words. Wanting to kick yourself for how easy it was for you to fold for sweet talk. Actually, scratch that. You hardly ever reacted to anyone flirting with you unless it was your man. But something in the way Jimin spoke. With that lowered Busan accent. That surety. The confidence. The way he spoke with such honesty. He meant what he said and Jimin never crossed you as a liar. 

No wonder your legs feel like jelly. And suddenly you felt your foot slip from under your body. You were shorter than Jimin and the water was already up to your shoulders. Your feet were already barely touching the bottom of the pool. He didn’t want you to lose your footing again and slip under. Not like you would drown or anything but getting water in your nose and down your throat wasn’t the greatest experience on earth, was it. So, he grabbed you when you struggled to balance. Hands circling around your waist with one resting along the small of your back and the other against your hip in the same spot it once stayed. 

“Careful.” He mused and you nodded dumbly. Your mind and body already feeling weak from his presence alone. 

“Right.” Was all you said when he caught you again and made sure you didn’t gulp down a mouthful of pool water when you slipped, “Thank you.” You muttered like a goof, still at a loss for words. Your mind was racing at a million miles per hour. Heart thumping wildly in your chest as you attempted to process what he just said to you. Your vocabulary had dwindled to just a handful of words at the moment but that was good enough for Jimin. He never seemed to mind silence. 

With Jimin’s soft gaze on your face and the silence falling comfortably between the two of you, he took his chance to admire your face. He took in the glitter on your eyelids from your makeup. The soft curve of your lips accompanied by the pink gloss you wore. The light blush staining your cheeks. So, so, so cute. This shy persona of yours was growing on Jimin and he couldn’t help but smile giddily from it. “Don’t say thank you. Just believe me.” He nodded, leaning in to press a gentle kiss against your forehead. Much like he always did to you whenever he could. 

Embracing the soft touch of Jimin’s lips on your forehead, you nodded a silent acknowledgment towards him. Your hands were still covering your chest and now your palms felt foreign. As if they were never meant to be there. Taking a careful breath, you slowly dropped your hands from over your chest as you looked at Jimin. He tried not to immediately lower his stare to your chest but failed and took a glance. 

Now, yes, Jimin was a flirt. It was universally known that he had a little bit of a promiscuous side. However, a gentleman is what he stayed no matter what. However, in this moment? When the most obscene thoughts began to swarm his mind? He had to keep his words to himself because you were absolutely perfect. That’s all he could think. Damn perfect. The voice in his head corrected him. 

His lowered gaze made you feel isolated under his stare but it wasn’t an uncomfortable feeling in the slightest. If anything, your nervousness now had seemed to begin to disappear thanks to his reassurance, “You’re so gorgeous.” He breathed out coolly, “Really.” He nodded quickly, lips spreading into a smile, “Jungkook, you lucky motherfucker.” He grumbled which made you let out a giggle, 

“Shut up.” You gave his shin a jab with your foot from under the water, “He knows how lucky he is. Trust me.” You hummed, “I make sure he knows. Everyday.” You smiled confidently at Jimin, feeling more comfortable now. 

“So,” Jimin began to smile wider in response. His playful side back as if it never left, “You didn’t answer my question.” He reminded you with a nudge, “You like being choked out?” He asked again and you grunted, 

“Freak.” You muttered under your breath and thought about actually strangling him for real this time. But instead, you found yourself immediately lost under his gaze. He swallowed you whole with his stare. Pretty brown eyes illuminated by the night sky’s reflection against the water making him look absolutely unreal, “I’ll tell you what…” You began, hands moving from within the water to place onto your friend’s bare shoulders to make him focus on just you, “Why don’t you try to find out?” You asked with a challenge in your voice, “I’ll allow it.” You mused nonchalantly as if you were both sharing a casual conversation, 

Jimin felt his breath get stuck in his throat and now it was his turn to be shy. Your hands holding onto his shoulders now felt like bricks weighing down on his back. Your nails pushing lightly into the trap muscles along his skin felt as if they would leave etches in his skin tomorrow and you were barely touching him. The attraction between the two of you might just be stronger than you and Taehyung. Now Jimin understood why he was never asked to join you and Jungkook the first time. Now he understood why Taehyung was the one lucky enough to have you with Jungkook that night. The energy you and Jimin shared could light up thousands of city nights, really. It was so sexy. He could hardly handle it, 

“I’ll tell you what…” Jimin leaned in towards you, his lips now brushing against yours when he spoke, “I’ll definitely find out.” He grinned, hands that were set on your lower back and hip now circling confidently around your waist to tug you firm against his chest. 

He was stronger than you thought. Don’t let his dainty, fairylike body fool you. He was lean and sturdy in all the right places. You curved into his hold almost too perfectly. Fitting snug against his chest. Wet bodies pressed together and all. 

Heaving a deep breath, your eyes fluttered the closer Jimin got to you. Your gaze was stuck on the smooth of his chest. Droplets of water dotted along his skin. Steam from the warmth of his body hitting against the cool evening air dissipated into the darkness surrounding the two of you. The limelight cascaded against his features and made him look like he was molded by the Greek Gods. From the milk of his skin tone creating a perfect surface for the black ink from the tattoo across his ribcage to show even through the water. All the way to the faint pink appearing along his neck from soaking in the pool for as long as he did. Jimin was absolutely ethereal. 

You truly couldn’t help yourself but to stare at him. Moving your gaze from his near flawless skin, your eyes trailed upwards from his collarbones to those lips of his. If you had to describe the beauty of Jimin’s lips it would be with 3 words. The 3 Ps. Pink, plump and perfect. 

And when he leaned into you like this? When he closed any space that happened to be separating the both of your bodies and circled his arms around your waist like this? Careful fingers boldly running over the material of your underwear to run faintly over your ass? The minty air from his breath fanning across your face when he inched even closer? Yeah, there was no way you could focus on anything but him. 

See, there had always been chemistry between you and Jimin. He was one of the first members of BTS aside from Jungkook that you grew a fondness for and the easiest for you to warm up to. He was funny. Flirtatious. Pretty. And charismatic. He knew the right words to say. Knew the things you liked without you having to tell him. Knew exactly where to massage the spot on your shoulder that always ached without you needing to show him. Knew just what to say to make you flustered and overwhelmed. Jimin just… knew. It was as though he had been living in a corner of your head. As though he knew you for ages. You trusted him. Trusted your friendship. He was worth more than just words to you and the feelings only solidified when he finally closed any left space between the two of you and kissed you. 

Feeling his lips press against yours was something you didn’t think you would feel again. You recalled the first time you ever shared a kiss with him. In the dimly lit space of the club you were in with the rest of BTS. Sweaty bodies pressed together while you danced. Music blaring through speakers. Alcohol in your systems making your mind’s cloudy and hazy with lust. Jungkook and you hadn’t been dating for long then but it was long enough for you to willingly kiss his friends when the drunken stupor you were all in got to your head's. It was a long time ago. A time you had moved far along from. But when you felt Jimin’s lips press against yours again. So soft, smooth and full of want just like the first time… all of the memories came swimming back. 

“Mm.” You hummed against his lips and inched closer, hands moving to cup his face. Your fingers caressing under his chiseled jaw to bring him into you. The touch of your fingertips resting against his delicate skin made Jimin shiver and the kiss progressed further with you quickly leaning forward to find his lips against your own again. You kissed him eagerly thanks to his positive reaction and Jimin didn’t hesitate to return the passion. He wanted this. Waited for this. It wasn’t like he fantasized everyday about his homie’s girl. He was a busy man and had plenty of attention to fill his needs. 

However, there were times where you crossed his mind. Times where he found himself daydreaming about what could have been if it were him and Jungkook with you that night at the Soop house those years ago as opposed to Taehyung. What would have the outcome been if he was the one to share you with Jungkook? Probably nothing would have happened if he had to be honest. Jungkook was yours to the death and that was made very clear.. very early in your relationship. 

Still, the pang of jealousy harbored in the deepest pit of Jimin’s heart and although, he would have been fine to live the rest of his days pleased with the way things were now, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to join the two of you. This time, at your own request. 

Let’s get one thing straight though, you and Jungkook weren’t exactly in an open relationship. At least it wasn’t open to everyone like a free for all. And it was clear that Jungkook didn’t want to fuck anyone else but you either. It was complicated to explain to people that weren’t you and Jungkook. Besides, you didn’t owe anyone an explanation. You both just had your… likes. And that included Jungkook simply having a thing for watching you with his band members. And you simply… wanted everything he wanted. You wanted to ride for him. To die for him.

Call it crazy but, Jungkook was everything to you. He made you want to do things you’ve never done before. Made you want things you never wanted before. Your decision to partake in these escapades were yours and yours alone. He never pressured you into anything you never wanted to do. Never forced you to do anything you didn’t agree with. Wanting to act out each and every fantasy your man had was your choice. And your choice was the exact reason that he was your man, your man, your man. And everything about your man turned you on. 

Your relationship was yours and no one would ever understand it but that was the beauty of your love. No one had to get it. They were either with it or against it and that’s all that mattered. 

“Jungkook’s taking pretty long with those drinks, huh?” Jimin commented between kisses, “Almost as if he’s doing it on purpose.” He hummed low, “Almost as if he knew how much I’ve been waiting to kiss you again.” Jimin snorted quietly, a hand moving to your back, fingers trailing down your spine and making you shiver, 

“Then stop talking and kiss me.” You whispered against his lips and Jimin said less. A wet hand reaching up to cup under your jaw and bring you into him again so that your lips could meet once more. He started off by giving your lips a gentle peck. Felt the gloss from your lips transfer onto his own and then realized he had been missing this more than he thought. 

No more words needed to be said and soon, the soft noises of your lips moving together in sync filled the silence. Lips blending against one another with ease and fluidity. Your arms looped over his shoulders, fingers from one hand tangling into the back of his shaggy hair, Combing through the layers then burying into the thick locks. Letting the black and silver strands curl around each of your fingers. While your nails on the other hand moved to glide down his chest, feeling over the toned muscles lining his pecs and then inching downwards to his abs all while your lips melted against each other. 

The hand he had resting under your jaw had soon moved to clasp around your throat. Delicate fingers giving your neck the gentlest squeeze every now and then that you almost never noticed what he had been doing until you began to feel the pressure after each kiss. “That feels so good.” You confessed and Jimin smiled triumphantly into the kiss, 

“Told you I’ll find out.” He mused with confidence, making your face flush hues of pink at how easy he did uncover your secret enjoyment.  

You hadn’t realized Jimin was backing you into the wall of the pool until you felt your back pressed into the solid surface. You simply floated there under the spell that was Park Jimin. His persistent kisses started to deepen and then his tongue was pushing into your mouth to taste you, “So perfect.” He whispered into your mouth, a hand roaming upwards along your hip to your torso while your tongues touched again and then once more before he broke the kiss to look into your eyes, “Can I touch you?” He asked, the hand that was wrapped around your neck removing and dropping to float over the stream of water surrounding the two of you, 

“Of course.” You breathed, nodding encouragingly, “Please.” You spoke more confidently now that you had caught your breath, “I want you to.” You confirmed, reaching down into the water and taking Jimin’s hands within yours, guiding his palms to your chest. You placed his hands over your breasts. Making him cup them while you watched the way his palms barely covered the plushness. He had dainty little hands but if you had to be honest, you wouldn’t mind feeling them massaging over your breasts… or wrapped around your throat again. “Just like that.” You sighed out in relief, your gaze dulling the moment Jimin replaced your hands with his own. Warm palms carefully squeezing over your breasts to feel you, 

“Damn.” He muttered. Soft hands squeezing and massaging over your flesh, making your head spin and cloud with desire. Jimin was going to be honest and say he snuck a glance or two of your boobs a few times whenever you were around him. He couldn’t help it. His eyes just happened to gravitate to them. If you were asking Jimin what he thought about them well… was the word perfect overused already? Because that’s what they were. But hey, in Jimin’s eyes…. All boobs were perfect. he never discriminated. It’s just that never in this lifetime did Jimin think he would be touching yours now. 

“Fuck.” You breathed, head tilting back to expose your throat as Jimin leaned in and pressed his lips against your neck. Kissing and mouthing over your damp skin while licking away the droplets of water that collected along your neck. After attending to your throat, he leaned up and gently nibbled over your jawline. Teeth nipping your tingling skin before pressing a kiss to your jugular then finally dipping his head lower, plush lips decorating your collar bone and soon enough your chest with airy kisses, 

“So soft.” He complimented your skin, his voice coming out closer to a moan than a sentence, “So sexy.” Your body physically responded to the sound of his voice. Back arching up into his hold. Wanting to hear more of him. He sounded so sexy with the sure need and lust laced in his words. Making him sound sultry and simply filthy with desire.   

His breath coasted over the bud of your nipple when he spoke and you knew you were doomed at that. Feeling the sensitivity from just air blowing against your flesh had you depraved, 

“Hah, fuck.” You swore, your head flopping back and resting against the wall of the pool, body sinking a bit into the water as you felt the plumpness of Jimin’s lips ghost over your nipple. You braced yourself against the wall, preparing yourself for the feel of his tongue on your burning skin. And then you felt it. Felt his warm lips close around your nipple. Felt his wet tongue flick over the skin. He sucked over the sensitive flesh. A freehand reaching up to cup over your other breast. Making sure both were being given as much attention as he could. 

“Feels good, angel?” Jimin checked in with you as his lips removed themselves from your nipple, mouth trailing to the other nipple while his hands switched to your other breast, siren-like eyes silently seeking your approval. 

You nodded, teeth gnawing over your lower lip as you met his gaze, watching the way his tongue trailed over your skin with the glimmer of hope in his eyes as he peeked up at you from where his face pressed between your breasts, hands reaching up to squish them against his face before he kissed along your sternum, 

“Yes.” You barely managed to answer before you mewled with pleasure. Chest pressing up to meet Jimin’s mouth. Your body searching for more friction. More feeling. “Feels so good.” You encouraged him, “So fucking good...” You whispered, your leg slowly raising and hiking upwards, wrapping around Jimin’s waist and making him press into you while your hands found their way into his soaking wet hair, fingers smoothing through the strands and tugging firm at the locks. 

He hummed in satisfaction when you pulled on his hair. Moaned against your skin when you praised him too. And when your thigh draped over his hip, he didn’t waste any time to press his pelvis against yours either. He lowered his clothed cock right up against where you ached the most. Fitting himself perfectly against your body. He rocked his hips slowly. Teasing. Dragging the movement out as if he was moving in slow motion. Letting you feel just how much he was enjoying and savoring every second of this moment. 

“More.” You whispered, the heel of your foot pressed into Jimin’s lower back and you gasped quietly feeling the throbbing bulge within his swimming shorts pushing against you, “Jimin…” You whispered his name, hands gripping his forearms as he pressed you harder against the wall of the pool, hips rocking ever so slightly into you, making you feel every inch of him, “Oh… Shit.” You moaned, your head dropping forward to rest against Jimin’s shoulder, the muffle of your moans stifling as you buried your face into his skin. The feeling of his cock grinding into you sent a shockwave of pleasure up your spine. Making your skin erupt with goosebumps, 

Hearing the frenzy of moans and whimpers he was putting you in was music to Jimin’s ears. Adding to the streak of cuteness you were exhibiting, Jimin had to note that even your moans were cute. Taehyung was lucky to have heard this? Jungkook was lucky to get a load of this… this perfection whenever he wanted? God, Jimin had been missing out. He might actually be jealous. “Fuck, I wanna be inside you so bad.” Jimin grumbled, head shaking as the pent up aggression threatened to make him explode, 

“You have to wait for Koo.” You instructed him, fingers caressing over his upper arms, “He should be here soon.” You started to smile, your hands moving from his arms to his cheeks, cupping them and leaning in to press a light kiss against his lips, “Patience.” You whispered into the kiss and Jimin hummed low, eyes closing as he kissed you back, 

“I’m not a very patient person.” Jimin whispered back, sighing into the kiss, “Tell him to stop creeping from the window and join us already.” He joked and you silenced him at last by kissing him deeper. Your hand pressing against the nape of his neck, and pulling him in closer to you by the hair that curled at his nape. The kiss soon turning more desperate. More passionate. Your lips and teeth hitting against each other the sloppier it grew. 

Jimin was about to continue. Was about to grind his cock into you more just to hear the delicious noises you were making before but alas, the trois in your ménage à trois finally decided to join you both, “Here comes your dude. Right on time.” Jimin grumbled against your lips, pulling away when he heard the sliding door of the terrace open followed by the light patter of footsteps,

“He knows when it’s time.” You giggled at Jimin’s frustration, eyes peeking over towards the figure making his way down to the pool. You laid the back of your head against the wall of the pool again, sighing out softly as you watched the tall, hunky man you called yours meeting your gaze the second he felt your eyes on him. 

Warm, intense brown eyes gobbled you up with his stare. Making your stomach flip over like a pancake. Stark black hair reaching his chin tousled from left to right as he walked. The bouncy locks looking extra yankable tonight as he had just washed his hair this morning. The more you watched Jungkook, the more you ogled his entire existence. With his shockingly tall height. Long limbs. Strong… So strong body. Tattoos against tanned skin. Two lip rings glittering under the night sky. Jawline locked tight. Showing off the perfect angle that it was. The dark, moody look resting on his face contrasting against soft, delicate facial features. 

You knew your man had been staring out the window watching and waiting for the perfect moment to interrupt. No matter how much he would try to deny it, you knew him better than that. He was snarky like that. Not wanting to be missing out on the action but also not wanting Jimin to get a taste of most of the fun before it even began. 

However, from the way he looked at you right now, you knew you had him worked up. He looked as though he was going to devour you. As if he was starved and dying for a drink of you. You knew he wasn’t going to just watch tonight. He was going to join right off the bat. The heat and fire that burned within his veins in the form of longing was too much for Jungkook to just sit and watch this time and you didn’t mind it one bit. 

“Starting without me, I see.”  Was all Jungkook said. Balancing the tray of drinks easily with one hand as he made his way over to the two of you. His eye contact with you finally breaking as he turned away to set the tray lined with three drinks onto a table close by. 

“Don’t act like you weren’t watching the whole time.” Jimin sighed out as he pulled away from you, still lingering close by but no longer invading your personal space. You found his hand before he waded away, taking his hand within yours to keep him close to you, your fingers lacing together as you turned to face Jungkook, 

“Just wanted to make sure you weren’t trying to steal my girl.” Jungkook smirked in Jimin’s direction as he plucked one of the drinks up off the tray and crossed over to the ledge of the pool to hang Jimin the cocktail he made, “You know I had to take my time and make these drinks. No, I wasn’t looking out the window.” He lied. Just like you knew he would. Of course, he might have snuck a peek once or twice. Just to make sure he wasn’t missing anything while he let you and Jimin get… acquainted with one another. 

“Mmm.. stop being like that, baby. No one’s stealing me.” You smiled cheekily at Jungkook, catching his lips twitching into a smile when you spoke to him, “We were just having some fun.” You let go of Jimin’s hand and turned around to face Jungkook, staring up at him from the ledge of the pool as you propped your elbows up against it, “Why don’t you come join us?” You questioned him, eyeing the drinks on the tray as Jimin leaned against the pool’s ledge as well, his arm sliding around your waist as you moved to make way for Jungkook, 

Watching Jungkook intently, you leaned into Jimin’s hold around your waist, cozying up to his friend and feeling much more comfortable now with your body reacting to the attention of these two men with nothing but pure positivity. 

Your man wasted no time. As eager as always. He was already shirtless. Deciding to leave the shirt had been wearing during dinner behind because he wouldn’t need it here anyways. Sporting just his swimming shorts that fit him oh so perfectly. Showing off his delicious V-Line and the smooth of his pelvis as he moved to the edge of the pool. The strong muscles along his arms bulged and rippled with every move he made when he picked up the drinks for you and himself. The sight of his muscles made your mouth water. As if it were your first time seeing him. You’d never get over it. 

“Water ain’t even that cold. You two heated it up enough with your makeout session.” Jungkook joked, stepping down confidently into the pool and slowly sinking into the water, both drinks in hand as he steadied his balance, “For you, mama. Something fruity and light.” He held the cocktail out to you as he joined the other side of you, “And for you, my brother. I made us something strong because you’ll need your stamina tonight.” Jungkook gave Jimin a snarky smile when he leaned over to look at Jimin who was on your other side, “Cheers.” He held his glass up to the two of you,

You and Jimin let out soft laughs, “Cheers!” Three three of you said at the same time, glasses clinking together in perfect unison before you took long drinks, a pleased hummed of satisfaction leaving your lips as you tasted the perfect combination of tequila, grapefruit and lime. Jungkook just knew how much you loved your Palomas, didn’t he.

“Perfect like always, babe. Strong though.” You noted to Jungkook, slowly moving through the water so that you were standing in front of him, freehand holding onto his forearm as you fit yourself against his body, lips leaning up to place a chaste kiss against his cheek, “Thank you, baby.” You smiled, lips wrapping back around the straw of your drink to take another long sip. You felt the effect of the alcohol too quickly. The warm, fluttery feeling of liquor hitting and settling in your stomach. Making your face and body instantly feel hot. 

He was going to get you drunk off one drink. You weren’t a sloppy drunk in the slightest. But you definitely were a horny drunk. Jungkook knew what he was doing whenever he made your drinks. One sip and you could immediately feel it in your pussy. You should have known better than to leave him alone in the extensive liquor cabinet of this house. Taking another long sip out of the straw, you were already halfway through with it before you set the glass down onto the pool’s ledge, far away so that you wouldn’t knock it over, 

“Anything for you.” Jungkook meant it when he said it. Years of your relationship telling the tale that yes, he would do anything for you. He didn’t even have to go into specifics. The shit you two have been through in the past was testament to the phrase ‘standing in the fire next to you.’ 

Smiling happily up at Jungkook you tiptoed up as far as you could reach and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips this time to which he responded happily to, the hand that didn’t have his drink within it reaching up to cup your chin with his index finger and thumb. You kissed each other briefly. Lips lingering and the heat burning between the two of you. 

The kiss didn’t last longer than a second. Not wanting to display your utter obsession with each other in front of your guest. But it was enough for Jungkook to feel his heart skip a beat or two. You both could kiss each other until the end of time behind closed doors. Right now though, you were with company. You couldn’t leave Jimin out, could you?  

“And thank you, Jiminie.” You pulled away from Jungkook and made your way over to Jimin who welcomed you into his arms. Feeling Jungkook’s gaze on the both of you, you smiled to yourself. Knowing he was watching intently, “Thank you for everything.” You hummed, making him place his drink down as you draped your arms over his shoulders then wrapped around his neck, bringing his face down to your height so that you could press a kiss against his lips, “Thank you for being here.” You whispered cheekily to Jimin who smiled in response, 

Jimin was quick to set his drink down and away as you made your way over to him. He practically chugged the thing anyways. Making a distasteful face after he swallowed the last bit of the mixed drink so strong and potent. Damn, Jungkook would be the greatest bartender in the world if he could. Jimin was already tipsy thanks to that cocktail. Welcoming you into his arms, Jimin broke out into a smile. His cheeks were already flushed from the booze and his body felt just the right amount of happy thanks to the liquid courage. 

“Oh.. don’t you do that, princess.” Shaking his head in protest, Jimin’s arms slid around your waist, hands roaming to rest over your ass as he corrected you, “Don’t you thank me for nothin’.” He gazed into your eyes, a hand reaching up to move a wet strand of hair away from your face, “Thank you for having me, pretty girl.” You smiled at him as you brought him into a kiss and Jimin welcomed your lips against his. Feeling no type of way over the fact that Jungkook was just inches away watching the two of you. That’s what your man liked anyways. Jimin had no problem giving him a show if that’s what he wanted, “Beautiful little thing.” He mused against your mouth  while you two kissed, the hand resting over your ass giving it a firm squeeze, “With a nice ass too.” He complimented smugly, making your ass jiggle after he grabbed it, “Fuck, I wanna put you on my tongue. Wanna taste you.” Jimin hissed quietly, making you laugh into the kiss, 

Jungkook watched and listened intently to Jimin. Feeling the chub in his swimming shorts beginning to tent the harder he became. He could visualize the things Jimin wanted to do to you so clearly and seeing the thoughts infiltrate his head in perfect clarity made Jungkook dizzy, “We can make that happen.” He interjected with a quick nod, his eyes turning to look at you as you pulled away from Jimin’s lips at his suggestion, “If you’re ready, baby.” He raised a brow and you smiled happily, head nodding enthusiastically, 

Jimin looked towards you for confirmation and you smiled knowingly, having been waiting in agony for this moment, you were beyond ready, 

“Always ready.” You mused, wading over to Jungkook who’s big, strong hands grabbed hold of either side of your waist to hoist you out of the water and onto the ledge of the pool. You landed onto the ground with a loud, wet plop. A soft laugh leaving your excited lips from his display of strength, “Hurry, Jimin.” You demanded, your body leaning back and legs spreading as Jimin moved to where you sat and helped you prop your feet along the ledge of the pool, 

“Who’s being impatient now?” Jimin teased, his hands resting along your inner thighs as he pushed them apart, 

Jungkook hummed out at Jimin’s teasing and he clicked his tongue, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, brother.” A smile began to turn at the corners of his mouth, “Don’t keep her waiting. She gets mean when she has to wait.” Jungkook commented with a nod, his eyes lingering on your wet skin dripping with water, “Don’t you, baby?” He asked with a smirk along his lips and you ignored him, 

You inhaled shakily, throwing Jungkook a look as he called you out for your impatience. Like it was your fault for being turned on by these two men with undeniable attractiveness, “I can’t wait any longer.” You whispered breathlessly, “I’m so wet.” You announced, hips raising as you felt Jimin’s fingers hooking around your underwear to pull it down and off you, freeing your thighs from the wet material and letting it dangle carelessly from one of your ankles. The three of you too overcome with desire to bother taking it fully off you,

“You don’t have to wait anymore, angel. We got you.” Jimin hummed, lidded eyes staring up at your pretty face as he sank into the water between your thighs, “We’ll take care of you now.” He nodded and Jungkook made a noise of agreement with his friend as he propped himself up against the ledge of the pool closer to you. Empty drink glass in hand, you hardly noticed Jungkook too had downed his drink. Eager to start the show you guessed,

"Just trust us." Jungkook mused, leaning up to capture your lips into a kiss as Jimin’s own lips roamed along your inner thigh. Jimin’s hot breath fanned out over your skin. Over the sensitivity of your exposed clit. Over your wet entrance. You whined out desperately, legs twitching in anticipation as Jimin loomed over your leaking pussy, “Relax, mama. You’re shaking.” Jungkook instructed you in between kisses, feeling you practically vibrate beside him in anticipation, “Thatta girl.” He whispered when your body began to still, his lips serving as a form of comfort to calm you down when you started to grow impatient, “You have to let Jimin enjoy this too, baby. Let him get a nice look at how beautiful you are. He’s not like me, you know.” Jungkook cooed to you, “He likes to take his time. Likes to worship.” Your man nodded, cupping your chin so that you could look only at him, “Likes to give you the princess treatment.” Jungkook hummed, licking into your mouth. 

Your hands curled into the stoned ground below you, “You know I hate being treated like a princess.” You could hear the pout in your voice, nails scratching over the bricked surface as you met Jungkook’s tongue with yours and tasted the strong liquor off his lips mixed with the faintest taste of cigarette smoke. He had smoked just before joining the two of you, you were sure of it, “But fuck, you’re both so hot. I don’t even care.” You whispered to Jungkook, catching his lower lip and pulling on his lip piercings with your teeth shamelessly before you broke away from him to let out a soft groan,

Feeling Jimin’s fingers brush over your entry, your entire body shivered, forcing you to pull away from Jungkook at the sudden feeling of intrusion happening between your thighs, “Oh God.” You whispered, legs threatening to close and trap his head in your space. You were so sensitive and nothing even happened yet. 

“You really are dripping.” Jimin commented with a groan, his lips watering at the way your entrance glistened with your juices leaking out, “Fuck, that’s sexy.” He leaned in close to your folds, his breath blowing over your clit as he spoke. 

You struggled to contain your composure. Not wanting to be mean like Jungkook mentioned but you were about to grab your friend by the head and grind on his face yourself if he didn’t do anything soon, “God.” Your voice hitched in you throat, feeling Jimin’s mouth kissing over your folds, “Fuck, please.” You whispered, lips quivering as you glanced down to your friend mouthing over you, 

Jungkook’s lips found their way to the side of your neck, “You sure you don’t want the princess treatment tonight, babe?” Jungkook snarked, “She wants to be treated like a whore, I think.” He nodded to Jimin, “Tell him, baby.” Jungkook smiled proudly, his face invading your space to press a soft kiss against your temple, lips trailing downwards to your cheek and jaw, “Tell Jimin how well your man knows you.” He murmured against your skin, the cocky smile on his face never faltering, 

“Yes. That’s what I want.” You almost begged, “Jungkook knows what I want.” You spoke as if you were entranced under a spell. Like a puppet. “He knows what I like.” You nodded quickly, struggling to take a breath as you forced yourself to wait.  

Jimin didn’t tease you any further after that. He wasn’t much of a tease anyways. Not like Jungkook who didn’t give in to your pleading no matter how much you begged sometimes. Jimin wanted to give you anything you wanted and more. He wasn’t hard to sway when it came to your moans. 

With his lips pressing against your flesh, you sighed out in relief, almost bursting out with tears when you finally felt the soft suction of his lips attach against your clit to kiss it. “Fuck.” Jimin cursed under his breath at the taste of you, body dipping down lower until he was sinking more into the water, his tongue flicking over your clit then dragging downwards to your entrance, his own lewd moan muffling against your body as he lapped up your wetness, 

Your jaw locked tight, eyes staring up blindly at the dark sky above you as your head dropped backwards, “F-Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You kept the swears rolling, “Holy fuck.” You cursed the moon, the stars, the clouds and just about everything in between. With your eyes finally closing, you let out a soft whimper, your shaky hand reaching down between your thighs to press against the back of Jimin’s head, guiding him as he worked on you, 

“You sound so pretty.” Jungkook commented from beside you, clearly enjoying your reaction towards his friend, “See what I mean when I told you every hyung’s different?” He mused as if you could even focus on his words, “That’s why I want you to experience every unique thing my brothers have to offer.” Jungkook smiled, fingers moving your sopping wet hair away from your shoulders as he pressed heated kisses along your skin, teeth digging into the flesh along your neck and sucking the skin into his mouth, 

Jungkook always knew Jimin was next on the list to fuck you and the years between when Taehyung did it first and now gave Jungkook enough time to calculate when would be the right time to ask Jimin. See, these things didn’t just happen lickity split. Good things take time and Jungkook was never in a rush. 

After all, it did once take Jungkook every ounce of courage he had to even share this fantasy with you. And when it came to sharing you with his friends, he needed to make sure they weren’t just goofing around whenever any of them happened to mention wanting a night with you and him. When it came to Jimin though, Jungkook was very sure out of all his hyungs, he wanted you most. It was just a matter of playing the waiting game and biding his time before he could initiate anything. Lucky for him though, you mentioned taking a dip in the pool with Jimin on your own tonight. Making it easy for things to fall into place without Jungkook having to orchestrate anything. 

Jungkook could tell Jimin wanted one change with you from the way his friend simply looked at you. He only needed to make sure Jimin wasn’t all just talk because if he could recall correctly, the night Jungkook met you for the very first time at the club you worked years ago, Jimin did happen to be the one that noticed you first. However, when it came down to who was going to buy a dance from you that night, Jimin backed out at the last minute. Leaving Jungkook to have you for himself… just like now… All these years later. Oh how Jungkook wished he could bet fat bills on how much Jimin had kicked himself that night for missing his chance. 

You were too busy to even acknowledge Jungkook whispering in your ear. Even though you could hear every word he said, nothing registered. Nothing stuck. You were too engrossed in the feelings of pleasure dancing along your skin in the form of tingles, “I know.” You moaned out to Jungkook, “You’re all so..--” You squeaked a moan out when you felt Jimin’s tongue dip into you, losing your train of thought for a moment before you spoke again, “You’re all so- fucking good to me.” You purred, fingers pulling on Jimin’s hair, hips starting to grind over his mouth and face as he fucked you with his tongue, 

Jimin grunted in response to you when you began to grind over his face, “Yeah, use me, love.” He pulled back to whisper between breaths, “Use my face.” He nodded with encouragement. Lips, mouth and face pressing back between your thighs, your clit grinding over his nose as his tongue dived back into you, lapping and sucking up your juices as if he had been without water for days, 

“Yes…” You said the word maybe ten times already, “Fuck yes.” Okay, maybe 11 now. You just couldn’t articulate anything else to say. Your brain simply wouldn’t let you process anything else except feeling the pure heaven coursing through your body at the moment. Especially when your clit ground over Jimin’s mouth. Or when the little flicks of his tongue moving up every now and then came to meet your clit as his tongue moved in and out of you. You were sensitive beyond belief. Feeling the clench in your abdomen. Feeling the pulsating of your clit. Feeling the rush of wetness soaking your entrance the more closer you got to your orgasm, 

Jungkook’s lips moved leisurely over every inch of your body he could reach. From your jawline to your neck and all the way down to your shoulder. A large hand cupped over your breast to play with your sensitive nipple too. He was slow. Took his time. Not in any rush to do anything except soothe you with his kisses until he felt your focus begin to stray. You were getting close to the peak and Jungkook knew this one was going to take a lot of energy out of you. So what kind of partner would he be if he didn’t help you get there even faster? 

“Don’t go.” You whined when you felt Jungkook start to slowly pull away from where he was kissing on your neck. His hand that was playing with your breasts moved to grip onto the pool’s ledge as he sunk himself into the water instead, 

Jungkook simply kept his eyes on you as he lowered himself into the pool, “Just trust me.” He nodded, a coy smile on his lips when he joined Jimin between your thighs. He kept his gaze locked on yours, eyes lowering to a smoldering stare while his friend felt the motion in the pool and pulled away from your throbbing pussy to move to the side and make space for Jungkook to join him, your man leaning in and wasting not a single second further. He took hold of your foot barely holding your body upright, pressing a kiss against your inner ankle and then moving his lips along your calf. Letting you feel his lips rings roaming over your skin before he placed your foot back onto the ledge of the pool and finally settled with his face at your pussy, “Fuckin’ soaking.” He cursed and then pressed his nose into your clit. In the way only he knew you liked. Making your eyes roll shut, mouth going slack and dropping open to let out a lewd moan, 

“Oh… oh shit.” You gasped, your feet that were propped up onto the ledge of the pool nearly slipped and set your leg into the water when you felt Jungkook take over from Jimin’s spot and dive in between your thighs, his tongue flattening immediately over your clit, drawing circles around the sensitive flesh while Jimin took a moment to catch his breath. 

“Shit, baby. Just like that.” You nodded, feeling your thighs begin to shake when his finger probed at your entrance, “Yes, fuck me, please.” You begged, breath panting when he began to slide his middle finger into you, his lips pulling away from your clit only for him to spit right onto it, letting his saliva drip from your clit to your entrance then he leaned back in again, tongue rolling and gliding between your folds freely, finger angling upwards as it moved in you to touch your entire soul.  

Your body moved on its own. Using whatever strength you had left to lift yourself a bit to meet Jungkook’s finger each time he pushed it into you, “That’s my girl.” Jungkook husked as you lifted your hips and grounded yourself over his finger, “Fuck yourself like that on my fingers, baby.” He hummed out proudly, “She’s such a good girl, isn’t she, Jimin?” He asked his friend who agreed. Their voices sounded so far away. And you were too fucked out to even hear them talking by now. You couldn’t care less about anything else except chasing that sweet release you could feel building up anyways, 

“Move over a bit, Kook.” You heard Jimin say and as shameless as Jimin was, he truly caught you off guard this time when he leaned down as well next to Jungkook. Going back to his previous position only this time, sharing the space with your man. 

He didn’t care. Jungkook didn’t seem to either. They were both too drunk on lust to give a fuck that they were basically kissing each other as they both ate you out. And when Jimin’s tongue joined Jungkook’s? Taking over the spots that your man missed. His tongue flicking over your clit while Jungkook licked at your entrance the same time as he fingered you. You swore on your life this was the hottest thing you had ever experienced. So hot that the fucking feeling started to make you jolt and cry above them, 

“Fuck, I’m- I’m.. gonna cum.” You squeaked out, “No, fuck, I’m gonna–” You actually started to cry now, feeling your stomach’s muscles contract and that familiar feeling of pleasure start to prick along your skin. Making you feel as though you were going to explode. And explode you would. “I–I- I think..” You couldn’t speak anymore, your words getting stuck in your brain as you attempted to get their attention, 

Jimin’s mouth moved from your clit to your inner thigh, letting Jungkook take over again so that he could talk you through your reaching orgasm, “Come on, angel.” Jimin urged you, his sleek brown eyes looking up at you as if he was begging, “Wanna feel our slut cream all over us.” He hummed, lips tracing along your inner thigh and then he was helping Jungkook by reaching down and pushing his index finger into you. You let out a gasp at the feeling of his finger entering you. And then the realization that both men were fingering you hit you like a truck, making your hips writhe in pleasure, “Just like that, honey. Keep going.” Jimin instructed you when you began to rock your hips against their fingers inside of you. Two different fingers from two different men. The sensations were throwing you over the edge and suddenly you felt the impending doom named your orgasm suck you into a void, 

“--I’m gonna squirt!” You finally managed to get out. almost screaming in ecstasy but they ignored your warnings. Urging you to meet that climax as they swapped positions without you realizing, Jimin’s finger now pushing into you alone and Jungkook’s mouth now at your clit again. It was all too much and you couldn’t hold back anymore. And with one, two, three more whines, you lost control. Squirting on the two men between your legs with a cry. 

Tears leaked out of your eyes as you shook and shivered above them. Sobs of pure bliss leaving your lips as you gasped for air, “Oh my god.” You cried, the orgasm shooting through your body and making you squeeze your eyes closed so tight you saw white behind them, “F-Fuck.. Fuck.” You continued, legs going limp and your chest heaving for air as your body worked through the orgasm. Your man and his friend didn’t relent. They didn’t move out of the way. Didn’t duck and grimace at you for squirting. They fucking loved it. Only slowing their movements to help you through the climax, letting you ride it out on their faces, fingers and tongues. Each of them wanting to get a taste of you. Both battling to get a drink of the nectar that was you. 

You felt like water. Flowing, free and intense. 

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“Look at her. Little fucking slut.” Your man spoke through clenched teeth, his hand burying into your wet hair and holding your head still, “Let me fuck your mouth like that.” He kept you in place, hips rocking back and forth to make you swallow down his cock, “Good girl. Take it. Keep looking at me.” He commanded and you obliged willingly. The gloss in your eyes making you look as fucked out as ever while you looked up at your man, 

You gagged on his length but Jungkook didn’t have any worries about it. He always made you choke like that and you loved it. Loved the thought that tomorrow you’ll wake up with a hoarse voice. Loved the tears welling up in your eyes and making your mascara run down your cheeks. You must have looked crazy. With your makeup smeared and tear stained cheeks. This is what you loved. To be used like this. To be completely at this man’s disposal. Only Jungkook could be like this with you. Only he could be this rough and this cruel. That was the difference between letting someone into your sex life. He made it known through the whole room who you belonged to and Jimin never tried to overstep that boundary. 

“Mmf.. Baby..” You gasped for air when Jungkook let you breathe, “You’re so big. Making me choke.” You complimented him and saw the way his chest puffed up, all confident from your commentary. You knew how much he loved when you praised him, “Feels so good.” You hummed, lips lazily dragging along his length, your tongue tracing the curve of his cock before you wrapped your lips around him again, 

“Don’t forget about Jimin, baby. You’re slowing down.” He tsked between moans and you whimpered with his length in your mouth. Eyes shutting and a tear leaking out of your eye as he continued to guide your lips along his cock. 

After the earth shattering orgasm you had at the poolside, the guys needed to help you back into the house. You couldn’t keep yourself sitting upright after that and they decided it was best to continue in the bedroom. They were sweet and attentive. Making sure you drank some water. Making sure you were okay to keep going and then helping you into the room like the gentleman they were but pushing you onto the softness of the bed and letting you charge up as they slipped out of their swimming shorts. 

You only needed a second to recuperate. To get your legs that felt as though they were stuck in a permanent jello-like state to come back to life. And then you were back at it. Begging for the two of them to put their dicks in your face. So here you are now. On your knees at the edge of the bed while Jungkook and Jimin stood in front of you, your lips wrapped expertly around the length of your man’s cock and your hand wrapped around Jimin’s own. Sucking your man off and pumping his friend at the same time. Switching between them after taking a breath and then continuing the motion all over again. Making everyone in the room sigh out and fill the place with pleasurable noises. You thought your man’s moans were sexy but the two of them together? Oh, you were doomed. 

“She’s so good.” Jimin was fighting to control the weak moans leaving his lips, “Love this pretty mouth.” He whispered to you, a gentle palm caressing over your cheek, “Such a good fucking slut.” He spat the words out to you despite touching you so gently. 

That was such a Jimin thing, wasn’t it? Being soft spoken and sweet but also being filthier than anything. It made you want to do more. To go deeper. And so you did. Your hand around Jungkook’s cock twisting while your thumb rubbed over the tip of him, a silent reminder that you would never forget about your man even though you had Jimin’s length down your throat. It was easier to deep throat Jimin anyways and you knew Jungkook knew that. It wasn’t as though he was smaller. Size never mattered anyways. He just wasn’t as girthy as your man. He was the perfect size and made it easy for you to gag and choke on him without feeling as though you were about to die the way Jungkook’s length would make you do, 

With your lips running over the length of Jimin’s cock, your tongue moved along the underside of him, sucking over the veins pulsating and then you were letting the tip of your tongue flick over the head of his cock, lapping at the precum beading at the tip, “Shit.” You moaned at the taste of him, “Tastes so good.” You whispered to Jimin, reaching up to stroke him as you pulled away, 

“I want both of you in me.” You whispered with tears on your lashes, “Raw.” Your hope filled eyes stared up at the faces of the two men in front of you as you panted for air and without a second thought, the two of them were climbing onto the bed, Jungkook's firm hand at your shoulder pushing you backwards so that you were on your back,

Jungkook was the only one that’s ever fucked you raw. He wasn’t too keen on letting anyone inside of you without protection. But tonight, he was feeling generous. “You know I don’t always agree to that.” He grunted, “But you’re being such a good girl.” He nodded towards his friend, “And I’m makin’ an exception because it’s Jimin.” Jungkook hummed out low, leaning over the edge of the bed towards the nightstand where he kept a bottle of lube just for moments like this, “On your knees, baby. Gotta prep you for me.” Jungkook commanded and you were already springing into action, a permanent smile on your lips as you rolled over, 

“Lay down, handsome.” You beckoned Jimin to lay in the spot you were just in, guiding him with your hands on his shoulders as he collapsed onto the bed with an exhausted grunt, “Tired already?” You pouted at Jimin who only laughed, his hands at your waist to help you as you climbed over onto him and planted your bare body into his lap, 

“You tire me out, yes.” He confessed, voice low and deep with desire, “But that’s good. Means I’m working overtime for you.” Jimin smiled up at you and you let out a giggle, your hands resting along his chest before leaning down to press a gentle kiss against his lips, 

Smiling triumphantly into the kiss you shared with Jimin, your lips moved lazily against each other for a moment before you began to pull away, your hand resting at the base of his throat as you sat up, “Rest now. I’ll do the work.” You nodded, giving his throat a squeeze that made Jimin’s eyes flutter from the feeling, “Oh.” You moaned after scooting yourself back a bit so that your pussy was pressing down on his rock hard length. You rocked your hips, gliding your clit over his length and shivering from the feeling. You were still too sensitive down there. Too sensitive to give your clit any attention for now. 

Jungkook took a seat on the side of the bed in front of you and next to Jimin, lube bottle in hand as he observed you and his friend with intent in his eyes, “Actually, I wanna watch for a bit.” He mused, a smirk playing on his lips, “I’ll join when you’re ready for me.” Jungkook nodded to you, an encouraging smile on his face although his dick was throbbing in agony for release. 

This moment was more important than his own self. Your moment and satisfaction was important to him and Jungkook knew how bad you wanted someone inside of you. He knew putting his cock inside of your ass right away would be too much for you and so, he decided to wait. To watch and wait until you were in pure bliss. 

Lost in Jungkook’s eyes as he spoke, you felt yourself getting warped into his stare. That endless deep sea of chocolate coloured eyes made you feel as though you were the only person in the room. As if he could see right into your soul. This whole time you had been on a high. A high you didn’t want to come down from. Your body moved on its own through it all. Feeling the slick between your thighs from your own mess. Letting yourself chase hungrily after the attention these men gave you. Your mind was in a different state. A state that made you possessed with lust. You felt as though you were in an alternate reality. As if this wasn’t really you. But one look at Jungkook. One look at him reminded you that this was very real. This was happening. The realization made you begin to tremble with excitement and you smiled knowingly at him. Knowingly because you knew he felt it too, 

“Whenever you’re ready, princess.” Jimin cooed and you nodded, wasting no more time, you took a deep breath and lifted yourself up. With the help of Jimin, he took you by the hip with one hand and reached down between your legs with his freehand, making his cock press into your entrance. His teeth clamped down shut feeling the heat of his dick pushing at your entry, “Fuck.” He grunted under his breath and you moved his hand away from his length as you positioned yourself above him on your own, grazing your folds over the tip of his cock before you slowly let him insert himself into you, 

Your head dropped back at that. Teeth trapping over your lower lip and biting down onto the flesh as you lulled your head to the side and gasped, eyes fluttering as you listened to the wet sounds your body made as you sunk down onto him, “Sh–Shit.” You stuttered, a hand holding over your breast while the other rested along Jimin’s abdomen, long acrylic nails digging into his skin. You could feel yourself being stretched open by him. Could feel the twitch and throb of his cock filling you up. Your legs quaked, the all too familiar feeling of jelly coming back into them as the stimulation of his length inside of you made you shake, “So big.” You breathed out, feeling the curve of himself in you as you sat down on his cock, your hips rocking to help you adjust yourself to his size,

Jimin stared wordlessly as he watched the way your pussy swallowed his dick up, “She’s so tight.” He blurted, head shaking in dismay because after all that creaming and squirting, you were still putting his length in a vice grip, “Oof.” He husked out breathlessly, eyes looking up at your face as you began to rock your hips against him, “You okay, princess?” He asked, hands resting over your thighs and giving them a squeeze, “Move whenever you’re ready. Don’t force yourself.” He was so sweet. 

Jungkook on the other hand was in another world. Getting a full view of yourself lowering onto his friend’s cock shouldn’t have made his dick twitch the way it did. The painful throb in his length returned to slap him in the face and bring him back to reality as he watched on with hungry eyes. 

This part of being a cuck was always the worst. Having to watch and feel himself slip into his delusions. Having to sit and just… watch. Watch the way you stretch out onto someone else’s dick. Desperate whines leaving your lips as you forced yourself to take it all. It was agonizing having to keep his hands to himself. How could a person that yelled about someone separating perilla leaves for you have a kink like this? Was it weird to be a jealous person by nature but also love to see your girl get fucked by his mates? Questions like this plagued Jungkook’s mind but he didn’t even want to try and figure it out. This is what Jungkook liked. This is what Jungkook wanted. 

“Oh, Jimin.” The way you said your friend’s name made Jungkook focus. His gaze growing dark and desperate as you began to move. Hips rocking side to side for you to find the right angle and then you were bouncing. Lifting yourself up and pushing back down. Making his friend fill you up with his cock each time. 

Jimin watched you with a slack jaw, one hand resting over your thigh and the other hanging onto your waist, guiding you up and down on his length with his hand squeezing over your skin. He closed his eyes briefly. Just for a moment. Taking the second to relish in the feeling. The feeling of your walls closing around him each time you sank down on his cock. The feeling of your warmth and tightness taking more of him each time you bounced, his lips letting out deep grunts as your skin slapped against each other, “Jungkook, you lucky fuck.” He cursed between breaths, eyes opening to glance over to his friend at his side, “No wonder you stay buying her a new car every. fucking. month.” He grunted the last three words out in time with you bouncing on him, “No wonder she has her own black card.” He hissed out, head dropping back against the pillow under him,, 

Jungkook's lips involuntarily spread into a proud smile and he nodded, “Anything she wants. She gets.” He confirmed, “Nothing is too much when she’s bouncing on me like that. She could make me do anything she wants.” He started to chuckle, eyes on the way your breasts bounced along with your movements, 

The two friends spoke about you as if you weren’t in the room and it made you start to giggle at their honesty, “S-S…Sounds like you’re– ah,” You moaned, “Like you’re enjoying yourselves.” You whispered out quickly, slowing your movements so that you were grinding over Jimin with his dick in you, “Fuck, I could cum from this.” You purred, “You feel so fucking good in me.” You gazed down at your friend, taking your hands within your own and bringing them to your chest, “Touch me.” You instructed him, your waist rocking in a way that made his length rub against that spot deep inside of you that made you see stars, “Fuck me.” You continued, making him raise his hips to fuck into you as you stilled yourself from moving, 

Jimin did as told. Hands cupping over your breasts and massaging over them as he gnawed over his lip, “I won’t last if you keep doing this.” He confessed, “I’m gonna nut so fucking quick.” He shook his head, fingers tweaking over your nipples and making your head drop back as you moaned. Planting his feet down onto the bed, he used the mattress as momentum to raise his hips and begin to thrust up into you at your command, hands dropping to rest over your ass, palms squeezing and making your ass clap as he pushed himself into you, “Like that?” He husked out, your body leaning down towards his chest as he held you close to him,

“Harder.” You commanded… demanded. 

And harder he went. Holding you in place as he began to thrust with more force up into you, making your body jolt and shake from the feeling. He used the strength in his thick ass thighs to pound into you, making you entire world flip upside down as you moaned into his shoulder, your face burying into his neck and hands gripping over his shoulder, “Fuck yes, harder. Harder.” You whimpered into his skin, teeth grazing over his flesh and digging into him, leaving indents of your teeth on his neck, 

“Damn.” You heard Jungkook breathe out and he shifted with discomfort next to the two of you. He was dying at this point. The tip of his dick pooling with precum and his fists balling into the sheets of the bed, gripping over the material and trying not to rip into it as the agonizing pain in his angry cock started to make him dizzy, “You’re driving me fucking crazy.” He grunted, making your eyes flash open so that you could look at him, 

“Koo…” You groaned your man’s name while Jimin continued, making Jungkook’s head snap up like a dog hearing its owner at the sound of his name dripping out of your lips like sweet honey, “I need you now.” You nodded fast, “Need you inside me too, baby.” You could feel Jimin’s cock throbbing inside of you and you knew he wasn’t lying when he said he was close. But he felt so good. You didn’t want it to end, “Don’t you cum yet, Jiminie.” You begged, “Not yet.” You hummed out although your hips kept moving to meet his thrusts, “I-...” You felt your stomach start to clench and shook your head, trying to focus on anything except climaxing, “I want you, Koo.” You breathed out through your nose and Jungkook stood up all too quickly at your statement, snatching the bottle of lube off the bed with a grunt, 

“I’m here, mama.” 

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With teeth gritting, Jungkook heaved a breath. Barely making an inch into you before you were already trying to push back against him, your ass moving with fervor. Needing more of him before he was even fully inside of you. The feeling was indescribable. The bed he knelt on felt like a plank under him although the mattress was softer than anything. The weight of his body felt dull and heavy. Your body felt so far away. Jungkook’s mind was spinning. Losing oxygen in his lungs because he was holding his breath. This action wasn’t all that new to your relationship. Anal. But this position was entirely new. Double penetration. 

Jungkook wasn’t even sure you would be able to handle it. He clearly underestimated you with the way you were searching for more feeling from him even with having his friend’s cock deep inside of you already, “Easy, baby” Jungkook’s hand pressed at your lower back, “Don’t wanna hurt you.” His jaw flexed while his hand on your back snaked its way up to grip onto your hair, pulling the locks into his fist while the other hand slowly guided his cock into you. 

Using the width of Jimin’s chest, you placed your palms down onto him to keep yourself from falling forward. You used him for some much needed support as you attempted to relax. Stray pieces of your hair were stuck to your forehead that was dotted with sweat. Your back glistening with perspiration too. You were exhausted and your body was working overtime to accommodate the width of your man’s cock inside of you. The initial stretch hurt as he pushed the head of dick pass the ring of muscles in your ass. Feeling as though he might split you in two but you were stronger than Jungkook knew. You could take him and that you were sure of.

“H..Hah..” You whimpered, The squelching noise of lubricant filling the room with your quiet groans as your man pushed the tip of his dick against your ass. Even though he had prepped you for as long as you could hold off for, the pressure was still borderline unbearable. And here you thought Jimin stretching your pussy apart was too much. But your man’s cock so wide and girthy as it was, had the pleasure rushing up your back and fanning out across your shoulders, taking the life out of you, “H-Hi.” You managed to breathe out as you came close to Jimin’s face, your lips ghosting over his own as you looked into his eyes, 

“Hi, honey.” Jimin started to smile, “You okay, princess?” He whispered to you, his dick inside you still raging hard even though you were no longer bouncing on him, “Breathe.” He instructed you, fingertips reaching up to brush the tear trailing out of your eye away, “Try to relax, okay? It’ll feel better soon.” He cooed, his head leaning up to press an airy kiss against your lips, “The calmer you are the easier it is for Jungkook to fit. Don’t you want to feel good?” He smiled as you nodded through shaky breaths while you kissed each other, “Good girl. Almost there.” He hummed out softly into your mouth, his voice sweet and calming. Making it just a smidge more easier for you to relax. 

Thankful for his friend’s encouragement to you, Jungkook was able to push more of his length into you. He couldn’t even speak or offer calming words himself because he had his teeth digging into his lower lip. Trying to refrain from hissing out from the way your ass hugged his cock so tight and perfect. You both weren’t avid anal doers mostly because the prep work was far too time consuming for two people who liked to get down and dirty fast. But whenever the special occasion did arise, it was always a good time. “Beautiful.” Jungkook finally whispered, the last of his length sliding all the way into you, making your back arch and mouth hang open as a muffled moan left your lips and got swallowed by Jimin’s mouth. Jungkook's hand in your hair gave the locks a firm tug, “Ready when you are, mama.” He exhaled, freehand coming up to wipe the sweat from his neck, 

Jimin was right. The more pliant you became, the quicker it was for your body to open up to Jungkook and welcome his size into you. It wasn’t easy though. Not even with three fingers inside of you could prepare just how big Jungkook felt. You swore you could feel even the veins on his length inside of you. Rubbing against your walls and filling you up in ways that will definitely give you a wobble in your step tomorrow. 

You sighed out with a satisfied groan, your lungs feeling easier to breathe now that he was finally all the way in. There was truly nothing better than feeling the man of your dreams filling you up in the way Jungkook could. It was like he was made for you alone,  “M..Move, baby.” You nodded, pulling away from Jimin’s lips to brace yourself for what was coming, 

With one thrust as a test, Jungkook moaned out under his breath, his head shaking as it dropped back to look at the ceiling. He closed his eyes for a second. Thanking God for blessing him by bringing a woman like you into his life. Dude didn’t even believe in religion but you had him praying anyway. “Shit.” He bit the inside of his cheek and then made one more thrust, his friend underneath you aiming his hips up right after Jungkook’s thrust to push into you himself. 

The shock of electricity that shot through your veins almost knocked the wind out of you. You gasped out loud. Nails clawing into Jimin’s chest, your hand wrapping around his throat to hold onto him as they took turns thrusting into you. Jungkook made the first and Jimin followed. You were thankful for them being careful. The two of them being the more level headed ones out of the three of you. It wasn't your fault that you were so cock hungry for these two men. The things they did to you just had you wanting to be the greatest slut for them. Still, you were grateful for their attentiveness. Grateful that they took their time. Choosing your comfort and pleasure before their own. Now, thanks to all the prep and patience, the feeling of having both your holes filled made you think as though you were dying and coming back to life again. With each thrust the two friends made, the pitch of your voice grew higher. Turning into squeaks and pleas for more. 

Dancers were always quick to find rhythm when music played. Jungkook and Jimin were no different in the bedroom. They followed the beat of your body perfectly. With their eyes trained on you. Reading your body language and following after you like two hungry animals. They chased the feeling. Thrusting deeper, harder and faster when you asked. You begged them to use you. To do whatever they wanted as long as they both released into you. You were nothing but a vessel now. The only thing you needed to do was hold yourself up and let yourself feel. They put in all the work. Cooing to you and telling you did such a good job being a slut just for them. 

“Harder.” You mewled out, “Make me hurt.” Tears pricked your eyes and you struggled to swallow the lump in your throat. A sob of ecstasy threatening to break free from your lips. You didn’t want to walk tomorrow. You wanted to wake up tomorrow and be sore all over. That’s what you craved every time and right now was no different. You wanted a reminder every time you sat down. Every time you walked. Every time you bent. With both your men obliging to your requests, you could feel yourself desperately searching for that sweet spot your body craved to experience the most. You didn’t dare touch your clit. Knowing that stimulation paired with the rest would definitely send you over the edge. You didn’t even know if you could after the ravaging it went through by the pool. Instead, you let the seconds tick on. Let the minutes progress while you pushed back against Jungkook and pressed down on Jimin, hips circling as you yearned to feel the tips of their dicks so deep inside of you hitting the perfect spots. 

“Can you take it?” Jungkook grunted to you between thrusts, his hand fisting tighter into your hair and giving it a nice, harsh pull, “Talk to me, baby. Tell me how you feel.” 

“Yea–” You tried to speak, knowing your man loved to hear you, “Yes…– I can take it, baby.” You nodded, your forehead resting against the center of Jimin’s chest, “Feels so– fucking good. Both of you.” You whimpered the words out, hearing your friend laugh under you, 

“Such a sweet girl.” Jimin cooed into your ear, hands roaming over your waist as he pushed himself upwards into you, “Can’t wait to bust inside you.” He nearly growled the words out. Making your skin start to burn at the sound of his voice. The gentle, soft octave no longer existed. Jimin’s voice was raw with desire. Low rumbles leaving his chest each time he spoke, “Gonna fill this pretty pussy up.” He continued, the rhythm of his flow starting to lose momentum as he grew closer and closer to release, 

Jungkook grunted in response, freehand giving your ass a slap to make it bounce against his length, “Baby, this ass is looking like a masterpiece.” His Busan accent was making its feature the more drunk with pleasure he got and usually, the more turned on Jungkook got, the more unhinged his thoughts became as well, “Wish you could see this, Jimin-ssi. Maybe–” He took a pause to catch his breath, “--Maybe next time we can switch.” Jungkook huffed, chest rising and falling with every breath he took, his sweat trickling from his neck to slide between his pecs, “How do you want me, babe? On your back or inside you?” His hand that rested on your ass roamed up your sweaty back to grip onto your shoulder, a firm tattooed hand grabbing over your skin and leaving a trail of fire along your back wherever he touched, “Tell your Koo what you want.” He spoke between thrusts, 

You pondered Jungkook’s question but your mind ran a blank each time you tried to come up with an answer. How did he expect you to respond with his dick ramming into you like this? Having him nut inside you would be a real mess to clean up and you knew you’d be sitting in the shower for a long time to get clean after. But the feeling. Fuck, the feeling of having both these men releasing inside of your holes had you answering without a second thought, “In me.” You pleaded, “Want you to cum inside me.” 

And there it was. The moment you had been craving the most. Your soul left your body at the unexpected feeling from Jungkook’s new angle. The force of him using your shoulder as support while he drove his length into you made Jimin raise his hips higher to compete with his friend’s thrusts. Your friend pressed into your g-spot. The curve of his dick pushing at it and making you start to tremble. Your walls closed around Jimin’s cock and your throat went dry. Unable to tell your men that you were going to cum. They knew anyways. Knew your body by now. Knew that when you seized up and your legs began to shake meant you were hitting that peak. Only now it was more intense than ever. With the added sensation of your man in your ass, you could only hide your face into Jimin’s sweat slicked chest and cry out pleas for them not to stop. 

You died. You had to. Died and came back to life. Or as the french would call it, la petite mort. You had to put this shit on the top 10 climaxes of your life that’s for sure. 

You collapsed onto Jimin with your arms giving out but he caught you and held on, arms snaking around your body and hushing your babbling with soothing words although his hands that rested over your ass, started spreading your cheeks wider for Jungkook to keep thrusting, “That’s our girl.” He coaxed the orgasm out of you, “Do what you need. Hurt me, I don’t give a fuck.” He hummed out as you bit over his collar, your nails scraping down his chest to his abs. 

The sensation of you creaming on his length made Jimin’s breath begin to accelerate. Your walls gripping around the base of his cock and trapping him inside of you. His mouth began to water. And he could feel how sweaty he was. The realization that he was close made him more aware of his surroundings now but he couldn’t do anything to stop it. His stomach clenched and filled with heat. His dick twitching and while you rocked your hips to ride the climax out, Jimin knew at that moment he was done for. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Jimin announced, making Jungkook snicker out from behind you, “Shut up.” He spat to Jungkook who, although he couldn’t see, knew had a stupidly cocky grin along his lips. 

You begged for him to cum inside of you and Jimin didn’t need to be told twice. Making one, two more thrusts and then he stilled, head dropping with a thud against the pillow under his head as he released into you. His cum shooting right up inside of you and filling you up. He let out a deep moan, groaning your name lewdly as he held you up and thrust himself into you while you mustered strength to meet his thrusts, helping him to ride the release out the same way he helped you, “Don’t pull out.” You whispered to Jimin, soft fingertips gliding over his rosy cheeks as you pressed your forehead against his, “Stay inside me until Jungkook finishes.” 

Listening to you begging Jimin to cockwarm you made Jungkook delirious. He wished so badly to be a fly on the wall just to watch the scene unfolding. But his own view wasn’t too shabby if he had to say so himself. “Fuck, I’m dying.” He groaned, sweat dripping from his hair and making him feel sticky. He didn’t care. No one did. That was the beauty of sex. You both liked it nasty. Like it sweaty. After all, that’s what showers were for, right? 

And for all that laughing Jungkook was doing at his friend earlier, he shut up immediately when he felt his own balls start to swell with the need to release. Hearing your cute little whines and cries from the sensitivity of your orgasm and his friend nutting inside you was enough to push Jungkook towards the end. His lips pressed together tight, hips stuttering for a moment and then he was pushing you downwards, raising your ass and pinning you against Jimin, 

“Fuck.” He cursed out loud and you beckoned him to fill you up, your hand weakly reaching behind you to grab over your ass cheek, spreading yourself and backing up to reach his pelvis, “Stay that way.” He instructed you to which you had no problem obliging, “Fuck, like that.” Jungkook nodded with a breathless whisper as you backed up on him, making his cock burying deep inside of you, “Shit, babe–” Was the last thing he said and then he was spilling into you. The obscene sounds of his groans, his cum shot and the lube noises were filthy. So sexy. 

The release made Jungkook dizzy. The pressure made the blood rush to his head and caused him almost to lose balance for a moment. He pressed his face into your back as he came, lips and tongue trailing up your spine. Swiping the sweat on your back away with the tip of his tongue and then he was sinking his teeth into your flesh, body quivering and moans muffled against your body while he rode it out. Rode it out until the head of his cock tingled with sensitivity. And then he was pulling out of you, leaning back and holding your ass apart to watch his cum start to trickle out of you, 

“Fuck, that’s gorgeous.” He groaned, letting you go as the adrenaline wore off and exhaustion took over at once, “Come here, my love.” He called out to you, collapsing onto the bed next to Jimin with a huff. He pushed a hand through the sweat soaked hair on top of his head, fixing the disheveled mess and running his fingers through the locks to get it out of his face, “You alright, baby?” Jungkook questioned you, tired eyes inspecting over your face to ensure that you were okay, 

Weakly, you peeled yourself off Jimin. A small whine leaving your lips as you pulled your body off from where his cock stayed nice and snug inside of you. Clenching your walls to keep his cum inside of you, you scrambled over to Jungkook and curled up on your side between the two men and let Jungkook pull you into his arms as he glanced over to Jimin, “You good too?” He asked his friend and Jimin nodded limply, eyes glazed and fucked out as he turned over to face the two of you, his hand reaching over to trail over your waist, 

The two friends exchanged a look. One of… appreciation. One of… thankfulness. And one of… never to mention this interaction to anyone. Not in fear of judgment but in fear that the other’s would grow jealous because there was no chance in hell they wouldn’t feel some type of way knowing something fucking intense and exhilarating as this took place.  

“That was amazing.” Jimin commented with a tired sigh and he leaned over, moving your hair away to press a kiss against your shoulder. He lingered over your body for a few moments. Face pressing and nosing over your skin before he reached down towards the blankets half hanging off the mattress, his form sliding out of the bed as he pulled the sheets over your body to cover you up,  “I’ll go shower first. You two get your rest.” He announced and Jungkook nodded, eyes on his friend’s back as he exited the bedroom on wobbly legs, 

“Don’t fall asleep, mama. You gotta shower.” Jungkook hummed out low, arms sliding around your sticky body and bringing you against his chest, “Need anything?” He asked, fingers moving freely through your hair and wrapping the locks that stuck to your back around his wrist and away from your skin in effort to cool your body down, “Want some water?” 

Sleep was all you craved now. Your body feeling as if it weren’t connected to your head anymore. As far as you knew, you were already asleep. The daze of getting plowed into by two men making your eyelids heavy. “Not sleeping.” You mumbled and pushed your face into the crook of Jungkook’s neck and shoulder, eyes closing in bliss. You were quiet as Jimin left the room, a longing to have him stay making you want to tell him to wait but the need to be glued to Jungkook’s side was stronger, “Just need you.” A soft whisper mumbled into your man’s skin, “Was I good?” You asked, lifting your head slowly to peek at him. 

Hearing the shower in the bathroom turn on in the distance, the noises of water falling made Jungkook sleepy himself. He had his eyes closed, an arm resting behind his head as he laid on his back, soft tufts of air leaving his lips as his breathing stilled, “More than good.” He opened an eye and glanced over to you when he felt your gaze on him, “You were perfect, baby.” He nodded, turning a bit so that he was facing you now and coming closer, his arm snaking around your waist, “Did you ever doubt yourself?” He started to smile, eyes wrinkling cutely and his teeth spreading into a blissful smile, “I never doubted you for a minute.” He nodded, a hand reaching up to cup your cheek, “Thank you for doing this.” 

You leaned into Jungkook’s embrace, eyelashes fluttering as you nuzzled his palm with your cheek. Feeling the warmth of his love radiating through his skin and transferring to yours. Sinking into your flesh and injecting into your veins like the finest drug in the world,, “I love you.” You hummed quietly, leaning in to press a soft kiss against his lips, “Thank you.” You smiled more, “Can you shower with me?” You asked, eyes rounding into your signature puppy-eyed look because you knew if your pussy couldn’t make you get your way (which it did all the time, don’t kid yourself), this look would make Jungkook fold in seconds, 

Jungkook began to laugh, starting to sit up a bit as he nodded, “Baby, I don’t even think you could walk right now. Let alone stand in the shower by yourself.” He joked, “Can you even feel your legs?” Your goofball of a man was back and it made you roll your eyes tiredly, “Of course we’re showering together. Jimin can change the bedsheets.” He smiled triumphantly, 

“Hey– I heard that.” Jimin grumbled as he made his way back into the bedroom after his shower, hair sopped wet from and dripping down his shoulders as he walked into the room with his towel wrapped around his waist, “You’re making us breakfast in the morning if I have to change the sheets..” He declared, arms folding confidently over his chest as he stood before the two of you, 

“Deal.” Jungkook agreed with a beam, “I’ll make sure to cook you a nice, hearty breakfast if you do us this favor.” He nodded enthusiastically, grateful for his friend to help with the chore of stripping the bed. It was the least Jimin could do from the way he sweat right through the sheets anyways,  “Now help me get our girl to the shower.” 

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Feeling soft lips roaming over the side of your neck made you stir in your sleep. A tired hum leaving your mouth while you felt the pair of lips kiss against your collar bone then your shoulder and finally over your bare chest, “Mm… Baby, it’s too early.” You thought it was Jungkook bugging your ass for some early morning loving, “Tomorrow, please.” You grumbled tiredly, “You almost broke me yesterday. I need a day to recover.” Your voice was laced with sleep but the kisses continued, a sweet laugh coming from your side that did not sound like your man’s. 

“Jungkook?” You questioned, still in a sleepy daze but slowly realizing that the kisses being placed on your skin were not from him at all. The lip rings you always felt pressing into you were missing. 

At that, your eyes slowly fluttered open and you peeked to your side. Not feeling an urgency to panic over who the mystery person was because you knew in this house, you were safe no matter what, “Oh..” A tired smile formed along your lips as Jimin greeted you, “Morning, Mimi.” You slowly turned onto your side to face him, your cheek smushing into the pillow under your head, “I thought you were Koo.” You murmured apologetically, leaning into his palm as he reached over and caressed along your cheek, 

He was already fully dressed for the day and sitting on the edge of the bed beside you. Wearing a loose sweater that covered his hands and a pair of lounge shorts, “Morning, princess.” He smiled at you, bare skin rosy and fresh from his shower and hair falling delicately around his face, “Jungkook told me I could wake you up. He’s making something for you to eat downstairs.” Jimin chirped, “I already ate. It was really delicious.” He tapped over his stomach with his freehand, his fingertips stroking along your cheek now moving to run over your back, his adorable crooked tooth appearing as he smiled wider, “Did you have a nice sleep?” He rubbed over your back, warm palms against your bare skin starting to wake you up, 

“I slept like a log.” You let out a soft giggle, rubbing your face against the pillow as you blinked away sleep, “Passed out after showering and didn’t move an inch until now.” You nodded, feeling more alert and awake now when you recollected the memories of the prior evening’s activities, “I had a lot of fun last night.” You started to smile at Jimin, beginning to sit up. 

You felt the ache in your muscles as you collected the blanket draped over your naked form and hiked it from where it was wrapped around your waist to your chest now. The pain in your body was a silent reminder of how eventful your night really was. Your whole body hurt like a bitch but it was a nice hurt. It was a dull sore in your back. In your shoulders. Your chest. Your ass. Your knees and even your thighs. You felt refreshed if you had to be honest. You know the feeling of having a really good workout? That. 

“What about you?” You asked, covering your body with the duvet and wrapping yourself in its softness, “Did you sleep well?” 

“I slept like a baby.” Jimin began to chuckle, “But I have to get ready for my flight soon.” He grumbled as if he didn’t want to leave, “I’m going to be thinking about you guys for the entire flight.” He joked but you knew he was telling the truth, “Actually, I wanted to ask you something.” Jimin looked towards the door as if he was hoping Jungkook would come upstairs and help him through what his question. He hesitated for a moment and you quirked a brow, wanting to ask him to just spit it out, “Well…” He sighed, giving you a sheepish look, “I wanted to ask–” 

“Do you wanna go with him to Japan?” Jungkook interrupted from the doorway, his smile radiating into the room from the door. He too was looking refreshed and clean. The sweaty hair that was stuck to his forehead last night was no longer there. Only soft, bouncy locks draped around his face like luscious curtains now. 

Damn, how long have you been sleeping? What time was it? 

“I mean, do you want us to go to Japan with him.” Jungkook was heavy on the us because even though he had let his friend have his way with you last night, he wasn’t about to just let Jimin whisk you away into his arms and disappear to a different country. No, sir. He had his fantasies, yes but this wasn’t about to turn into a regular occurrence… unless you wanted it to, of course. 

You looked at Jungkook with shock on your face and then at Jimin, your head shaking in disbelief, “Wha– why?” You asked, “What are we gonna do there?” You began to question them even though you were already thinking of what outfits you needed to pack. Where were those cute sneakers Jungkook just bought you? You would definitely be needing them for all of the cute themed cafes you’d be dragging the boys to. Your mind began to wander and you almost didn’t hear Jungkook speaking as he walked further into the room, 

“Eat. Drink. Sightsee.” Jungkook hummed, a steaming cup of tea in his hands as he sunk onto the bed with one knee, placing the cup down onto the nightstand next to you before he took a seat, arms wrapping around you to pull you into his warm embrace,  “What else do people do in a different country, silly.” He snickered at your questions, fingers moving up to smooth your bed head away and fix the tousled locks that were sticking up around your head, “It’s a little last minute but I figured that we could use the getaway and Jimin could use the company, right?” He looked at Jimin who nodded eagerly, 

“Eating ramen alone in the middle of the night just isn’t fun anymore.” Your friend drooped sadly, his puppy-kitty like eyes swallowing you up as he gave you a convincing stare, “It sure would be nice to go on a trip with my friends.” 

You weighed the pros and cons in your head. Pros… it was fucking Japan. Cons… the flight was leaving tonight. You had to pack and prepare! These goofs really thought they could give you such short notice? Ah, fuck it. “I mean… it is quite lonely eating ramen alone. You have a point there.” You reached for the cup of tea Jungkook had brought you and blew on the liquid as you brought it to your lips, feeling your stomach grumble as the appetite opening smell of the herbal tea wafted to your nose, “Wait… can I eat first?” You pouted, “Okay yes, fine. Yes, but I need to go home and pack too. Fuck, where’s my passport?” You looked at Jungkook as he began to laugh, his shoulders shaking when he chuckled at you, “What?” 

“Can I eat first.” He repeated after you, “That’s the first thing she asks…” He snorted, shaking his head, “Of course you can, baby.” 

“And one more thing.” You gave the two of them a deadpan look after you took a sip of your tea, the two both equally looked at you with curiosity, “We do whatever we did last night again.” You nodded and both Jimin and Jungkook exchanged a glance between each other. One of disbelief. Shock and…. Interest. 

“Fuck yes.” Both Jimin and Jungkook blurted at the same time, making you smile coyly. 

“Who else has a free schedule?” You suddenly asked, “Maybe… someone else wants to join.” You weren’t even sure of what you were asking, hoping the two men in front of you could catch your hint, “Like you said… eating ramen alone just isn’t fun.” You gave Jimin a smile at the hidden meaning of what you were saying and Jungkook hummed out lowly, 

“Namjoon said he’s free.” Your man announced, fingers tapping over his phone quickly, “Just asked him.” 

“Namjoon...” You pondered his name, thinking of all the times you’ve spent with him. There weren’t many. And the ones you did remember were mostly spent in comfortable silence next to each other doing your own things while the other members were off playing games or other rowdy activities together, “Does he.. uh, like ramen?” 

“Oh, he loves ramen.” Jimin nodded, “Has a big appetite for it.” He orchestrated with his hands and the three of you laughed together. 

“He said he’s in. Will meet us at the airport.” Jungkook concluded, the smirk on his lips never swaying as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss against the side of your head, “Let’s go eat.” He ended the conversation there but the butterflies beginning to flutter in your stomach only started. 

This might just be the start to something… amazing.

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legacies | ch.8

synopsis — a fiery (y/n) newly enters a university campus dominated by the three trust fund brats. she’s not going to take their shit and they’re not going to let her off so easily either. will this rivalry evolve into friendship, lust or love?

genre — college, angst, friendship, love, slow burn

disclaimer — 18+ strong language & sexual content

chapter index:

01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | coming soon

ch.8

"You both probably have no idea why I've called you in here this evening."

Well...

You do have a strong suspicion, especially knowing who's sitting next to you in that moment, this situation only likely sparking up as a result of your secret dealings outside the campus grounds this past week. But you just sit there quietly not voicing any opinions, letting professor Jung navigate the conversation instead, which is taking place in his small office at the back of the dance studio. Jimin, however, who's sitting upright in the chair adjacent to you, seems completely clueless and even slightly worried based on his tense demeanor, his widened eyes cautiously inspecting the dance teacher with bated breath.

"I received a call from Mr. Park this afternoon..." professor Jung continues explaining, a conspicuous smile now gleaming on his face. "... And he's given his permission to let Jimin participate in the annual intercollegiate dance competition!"

"Wait... WHAT?! NO WAY!" Jimin promptly yelps as he jerks up in his chair, his palm slapping up to his mouth in utter shock before a happy chuckle trots out of him. "How did you even convince my dad, professor Jung?!"

"I didn't have to do any convincing. The decision came straight from him" the dance teacher beams brilliantly with his dimples, his attention now gradually shifting from Jimin to you.

It's right then when Jimin seems to realize you're also present in the room, the expressions on his overjoyed face swiftly deviating from happiness back to puzzlement. "So why is she here?" he points at you with a fluster, indeed a valid question on his part, but you still endure the burning silence, not wanting to reveal too much about anything.

"Mr. Park's agreed to let Jimin participate only if his grades remain unaffected. And he specifically requested for you, (y/n), to help Jimin with his studies. I apologize... I do understand this is a lot to ask from you" professor Jung speaks directly to you this time, a remorseful undertone laced with a plea in his inquiring voice.

He has nothing to be sorry for though as you're the one who'd brought this upon yourself, your fortuitous conversation with Mr. Park still freshly etched in your mind. The prominent man had already grown a liking towards you during your first week at the part-time job, surprisingly developing a respect for you and your ideas while you worked closely together with his secretary. It was just yesterday when you'd kindly asked him if you could leave the office an hour early to study for an upcoming exam, explaining in detail how your late night dance team practices were cutting into your time for school work, pressuring you into making some adjustments to your schedule.

"Of course you can take off early, (y/n). Exams come first! If only my son gave the same level of importance to his education" Mr. Park had hung his head with shaken disappointment, only to look up at you in a glimmer when you'd challenged him to view things a bit differently.

"If you don't mind, Sir... I don't think you give Jimin enough credit for his accomplishments."

"And what accomplishments would these be?" Mr. Park had posed, not offended by your brash statement at all, instead appearing attentive to hear your praise for his son, who he clearly thought was a failure for not following in his own business-minded footsteps.

"It's because of Jimin's impressive ability to dance that our university's won the intercollegiate competition 3 years in a row, a milestone no one's ever achieved in the past. Isn't that what every parent wants in their child? For them to actually be passionate about something and excel at it? You might not approve of Jimin's love for dance, but that doesn't make him any less amazing at it. He's the best at what he does... There's nobody better than him."

"But how far can he even get in life with dance? It all sounds exciting at your age, but the real world doesn't work that way. I thought a smart girl like you would surely have understood this."

"Sir, have you considered how much further Jimin will be able to go if you just once show him a hint of support for his passion? It will mean a lot to him coming from his father. At least give him a chance to try achieving his dreams."

Mr. Park had placed his hand on his chin, frivolously rubbing it as he took a while to think, finally meeting your eyes with shocking humility. "Can you ensure Jimin's doing well in his classes if I allow him to dance?" Mr. Park had suddenly sprung the unexpected assignment.

"It's not a lot to ask, professor Jung. I can help Jimin with his studies if that means he can be on the team" you respond similarly to the request in present time, the dance teacher's face muscles instantly relaxing at the sound of your willingness.

"Why the hell would dad put her up to this when he knows we're not even in the same classes, let alone in the same school year? I mean, she's two years younger than me! This doesn't make any sense at all."

"But I'm not complaining, am I? Why are you getting so worked up over it?"

"Because it's unfair to you. You're already busy with your own school work, the dance team practices at night, and you're also interning at my dad's company..." Jimin's voice trails off as if he's hitting an unanticipated realization, his shimmering eyes now sharply turning in your direction to search your face for the truth.

"I told you I can handle it. Would that be all then, professor Jung?" you sternly stand up to leave, not granting Jimin the time to even open his mouth in retaliation, or worse, precisely question you about your involvement in the matter, which he's seemingly recognizing by the minute.

"Yes. I just want to thank you again for committing your time to this, (y/n). We really need Jimin on our team to ensure that win, and now our chances of bringing home the trophy are looking solid. If you ever need assistance with anything, I'm always happy to help. And so will your other professors, I'm sure."

Flashing a faint smile at the elated teacher and totally ignoring Jimin, you hastily exit the office and pace across the dance studio two steps at a time, forcing the metal doors open with all your strength, then deciding to take the longer route back to your dormitory instead of the usual shortcut. However, Jimin eventually catches up to you by the end of the hallway in a breathless sprint. "(y/n)! Hey, stop! WAIT!"

"I really have to get to the library, Jimin. I need to study for—"

But the way Jimin swoops up in front of you compels you to stop short in your rambling sentences, your body banging into his chest from his sudden presence up ahead. It's quite apparent you're hiding something by how your eyes fail to meet his penetrative ones, all while he refuses to move out of your way, your faces just inches from one another in the lonely hallway.

"How did you convince my dad? I know you must've said something to him at work... Why would you do that for me?"

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

You certainly feel cornered as Jimin coarsely sighs with a hint of agitation while you fidget with your feet in an awkward silence, but you figure you've got no choice now but to delve into the discussion the way he's standing his ground with arms crossed across his chest, successfully trapping you with no way to back out of this instance.

"I just had a brief conversation with Mr. Park about your passion for dance and how he should try giving you a chance to pursue this career—"

"But how are you okay with the way he's basically forcing you to be my tutor in exchange for that? It's so not fair to you! You barely know him and what a manipulative bastard he can be. You shouldn't have accepted the deal and you still have time to change your mind. Why are you even doing this for me?"

"I'm doing this for you the same reason you're pissed at him for doing this to me" you blurt out, instantly wishing you'd thought a little before coming up with this response but it's too late, now covertly hoping Jimin catches on by putting some thought into your words.

"I don't understand..."

You're not even sure why you're feeling embarrassed at the thought of having to explicitly say it out loud, a tinge of pink blossoming your cheeks as you nervously lock eyes with Jimin's twinkling ones. Why do you have to spell it all out for him? How can boys be so emotionally incompetent sometimes?

"The Jimin I met when I started school wouldn't have felt angry for any inconveniences I'd have to experience for him. So let me ask you this — Why do you feel pissed that I have to pile on more work in exchange for you getting back on the dance team? The one thing you so desperately wanted over everything? It's a win-win for you. The trophy and a tutor. So why are you even bothered?"

Jimin's clearly lost in thought now, his wavering eyes searching the wall behind you as if the answers are somehow painted on there. The way his cheeks kick up in a red heat all of a sudden makes your heart skip a beat, an indication that he's coming close to working out his feelings for you by detangling the web of questions you'd so distinctly spun on him.

"Because it's unfair. And well... because I guess I care about you" his plump rosy lips press together, his entire body tensing up as he's unknowingly holding his breath.

"I guess I care about you too."

Despite the palpable embarrassment in the lone night's silence, your smiling eyes meet one another for a fleeting second of shared acknowledgement before you begin making your way back to your dormitory weaving the winding corridors. The truth was that through this tumultuous time being at the university, you'd both somewhere, deep down, grown to care about each other. Something had subconsciously changed between you both after you'd spent those vulnerable moments holding hands at the basketball court late that night, battling your personal failures together in quiet company.

The way you'd leaped up to defend Jimin in front of his father, and the way Jimin had felt angered by the unfair way you'd been treated spoke volumes about how you'd evolved in your relationship for the better, even before you both could come to your senses about these harboring feelings.

Tap.

The rustle of a crumpled up sheet of paper landing on your desk catches your attention as you're packing up your bag after your music theory class's dismissal. Upon scanning your eyes across the emptying lecture hall for the source of the mischief, you notice Jungkook leaning against the back wall intently observing you. He playfully points at the ball of paper as if urging you to take a look at it, so you roll your eyes and turn around to open it and sneak a peek.

"My birthday party's this weekend. Invite only."

"I see..." you briefly skim through the flyer which lists out the date, time and outfit expectations, amongst some other event related details.

"Am I allowed to come near you? Or is the invisible restraining order still in action?" Jungkook jokes in an attempt to gage your mood, carefully throwing no direct insults your way, which doesn't go unnoticed and makes you smile to yourself.

"The invite doesn't mention the location. Where are you hosting it?" you quickly hide your smile and turn around to face Jungkook again, giving him permission to come closer with a wave of your hand.

"Have you ever even gone to a college party, (y/n)? We're underaged so I'm not gonna go sharing the address on a flyer in case we get busted" Jungkook laughs, clearly happy you're allowing this conversation to happen in the first place, the pep in his step apparent as he makes his way over to your desk. "It's at Taehyung hyung and Jimin hyung's suite in the upperclassmen boys tower."

"Oh..."

Jungkook observes the sudden frown weighing down your lips, the boy astonishing you with his newfound attentiveness next. "Still fighting with Taehyung hyung?"

"I haven't spoken to him since I went off on him about his evil ways. How's he doing?" you steal the chance to check up on Taehyung.

Despite his cruel betrayal, Taehyung hadn't left your mind since you last saw him, the confrontation you'd planned in your dormitory replaying over and over again in your head at odd times, much to your dislike. Even if Taehyung seemingly hadn't given a fuck about you and had pretended to be your friend, you did care for him that entire time and still missed having that naive version of him around, as much as you hated to admit it. It was just going to be very difficult to trust him again if the opportunity to become real friends ever popped up in the future.

"Oh, he's not really been himself, that's for sure. He's begun acting the way he did after his dad died, withdrawn mostly. What did you even say to him? Jimin hyung and I've been getting a bit concerned. Maybe you could try talking to him? I don't know, he always seemed cheerful around you."

"He was pretending to be cheerful around me, Jeon. That was the whole point of his plan.. to fool me into believing we were friends. I don't even know what he's really like, now that I think about it."

"I know, but he's been scary lately. He clearly needs some type of intervention so I just thought maybe he'd be willing to speak with you. I don't think he feels like opening up to Jimin hyung or me about whatever this is."

"I guess I can try meeting him this week. Thanks for letting me know and for the suggestion... By the way, are you sure you're the same Jeon Jungkook I met on my first day here? Helping me and shit? It's like I don't even know who you are anymore" you fondly chuckle at Jungkook's intuitive side shining through. It was refreshing to have a normal conversation with him, almost therapeutic, as you felt some kind of weight lifted off of your mind about the confrontation with Taehyung.

"I'm full of surprises" Jungkook smirks as you smile in return and begin walking by his side out of the classroom, the sun beaming brightly in the courtyard reflecting both of your matching happy moods. "So you coming to my party?"

"I guess I'll stop by for a bit!"

"Awesome. Also, my real birthday's the day after tomorrow, we're only celebrating it on the weekend. So I'll be expecting two presents from you" Jungkook smartly giggles, your brows immediately raising up in question.

"What do you even gift a rich brat like you who pretty much has everything in the world? Any requests that a commoner like myself can afford?"

Jungkook suddenly stops in his steps after hearing your comment and turns to face you directly, his big bambi eyes gazing deeply in yours, a hint of sorrow lingering in his cast as he mentions "Your friendship. That's all."

He waves goodbye with a sweet smile that travels up to his pretty eyes, slowly turning around and walking away from you as you remain painfully rooted to your spot. You can't help but accept Jungkook has finally begun growing on you, his sincere comment unknowingly touching your heart and leaving you wanting more.

You'd left Taehyung a couple of texts and even called him a few times, all to be ignored by him for over an entire day. It was close to 10pm the day after speaking with Jungkook about Taehyung's wellbeing, the usual time you'd start heading down to the dance studio for competition practice. But your mind's stuck on Taehyung with an uncomfortable buildup of worry, unable to stray away and focus on anything else.

With the brimming anxiousness you're feeling in your chest, you hurriedly decide to walk over to Taehyung's suite to check whether he's okay, if he's even there, before navigating your way down to the dance studio. Call it intuition or a gut feeling, but the moment you knock on his door and watch it swing open, a wave of gratitude hits you like a truck knowing you did the right thing by resolving to visit him.

"Oh... what are you- you doing he- here?"

The sight breaks your heart into a million pieces. Taehyung appears thoroughly disheveled, unlike you could've ever imagined — his unkempt hair sticking out in random places, his usual pouty lips cracked and colorless, the bags under his eyes alarming. His entire face scrunches up when the bright corridor lights swim into the pitch black apartment behind him. He's in a set of pajamas but it doesn't even look like he got ready or left his place at all today. He's clearly sloshed from the lingering stench of whiskey on his breath and from the way he'd slurred his words upon your arrival.

"I texted and called you many times since yesterday but you hadn't replied, so I came to see if you were okay."

"Oh, I'm splendid" Taehyung sloppily smiles with his eyes closed, his tongue clearly heavy and his speech impaired, his tall figure swaying to the side before he presses his forehead against the door.

Without even asking for permission, you walk straight inside with a surge of concern ripping up your chest, Taehyung not really noticing you anyways until you hold him by the shoulders and kick the door shut. Gently guiding him over to the couch and sitting him down while he incoherently grunts, you quietly get a glass of water from the kitchen behind him and turn on a dim stove light for more visibility, also to not directly irritate Taehyung's eyes. He huffs like a child when you hold the glass of water to his mouth but reluctantly gulps it down, eyes still closed and neck now resting back on the sofa as you place the empty glass on a table nearby.

Gonna miss practice. Taehyung's not doing well. I'm with him at your place. Don't worry but come straight back when you're finished at the studio.

You quickly shoot Jimin a text to inform him of your absence, and thank God for how you and Jimin are on good terms so you don't have to deal with his wrath for skipping practice. You now focus your attention back to Taehyung who's begun randomly humming, clearly way too drunk, and you suspect probably high as well based on the light waft of weed drifting through the apartment.

Scooting closer to Taehyung on the couch, you carefully lift up his heavy, lifeless arm and curl it around your shoulder, tightly wrapping both of your arms around his torso after and lightly resting your head on his chest. The overwhelming feeling of sadness seeing your once closest friend here in this condition, mixed with a pang of guilt for never checking up on him after your fight, edges you to the brink of tears, the only thing your heart wanting to do in that moment being holding him close, letting him know he's not alone.

A minute goes by, silent tears flowing down your cheeks and wetting his soft white shirt when Taehyung's motionless arm around your shoulder finally grips you and pulls you in even closer, his cheek resting on the top of your head, his lips pressed on your hair. You feel his entire body vibrating as he begins sobbing, and all you can do then is continue embracing him tightly, allowing him to get it all out, and be there for him to share his pain in those passing moments.

It feels like an hour's gone by but both you and Taehyung just sit there on the couch hugging each other, both quietly crying for different reasons with no words spoken, but certainly lessening each other's burdens. You end up pulling yourself together much before he does, but you don't move an inch until he's gradually calmed himself down, only choosing to tilt your head back a little and look up at his face once his breathing stabilizes as close to normal as you could've guessed.

"Have you eaten anything today? Want me to order jjajangmyeon for us from your favorite spot?"

"Yeah, that'd be great" Taehyung croaks, eyes still closed while pulling in a sniffle to clear his sinuses.

A burst of energy recharges you seeing Taehyung respond positively to your proposal, a relief now that his speech sounds more coherent, although you've never seen him appear so exhausted. With him accepting the idea to eat a filling meal, you're sure he'll feel a lot better after, and with that, you slowly let yourself out of the embrace and grab your phone, quickly placing 3 jjajangmyeon orders through the app, an extra one for Jimin when he returns back from dance practice.

After another couple of glasses of water, Taehyung seems much more awake, his eyes ultimately opening up and taking in your full sight for the first time since you'd arrived. You greet him with a small smile but he just blankly stares at you, his eyes empty and void of the charm they so usually radiantly carry, his gaze lowering down to the carpet as he questions "What made you come here tonight?"

"Oh, I mentioned earlier how I'd left you texts and calls but you hadn't replied for a day, so I just got worried. It's unlike you to not even respond."

"I think my phone ran out of battery so I probably didn't even get half the things you sent."

After asking Taehyung if he remembers where he left his phone and quickly locating it by the tub in the restroom, you put it on charge, crack a window open for some fresh cool night air, and settle down on the couch again. At once when you're back sitting next to him, Taehyung instantly tumbles out "Why did you even worry for me? I thought you hated me."

"I don't hate you. And we don't have to talk about this right now. Let's just get you better first—"

"No. I need to know."

You can't help but sigh, your lips shaking a bit by the way Taehyung's somber eyes meet yours and helplessly wait for a reply, urging you to share your concise yet truthful feelings.

"You were always my friend, Taehyung. I never stopped caring for you. Even if you didn't feel the same things for me."

Taehyung's downturned lips quiver uncontrollably at those words, his swollen nose pulling in another sniffle before he mumbles out "I'm sorry", struggling to hold himself back from another sob.

"I know you're sorry. I don't hold any grudges against you. We'll be fine with time" you reassure him with a comforting tone of voice, placing your hand on top of his and giving it a squeeze. He presses his lips together to stop them from quivering and nods in acknowledgment, resting his head back on the sofa without letting go of your hand.

A few more soundless minutes pass you by, the only noise breaking it being Taehyung's stomach rumbling with hunger here and there. You know for a fact you're not leaving him alone until Jimin comes back, but at the same time your mind's zooming with ideas on how you can help Taehyung pull himself out of this dangerous slope he's heading towards, until a seemingly considerate idea pops up in your head and you decide to voice it.

"How'd you feel if we went to a support group meeting for grief and dealing with the loss of a loved one? We'll go together. I want you to get better, Taehyung. I'm not going to allow you to fall even harder using alcohol and drugs. I know you're better than this."

Taehyung doesn't move or say anything in response, but you're sure he's heard you, so you give him some time to process what you'd just suggested. A knock on the door breaks the silence, temporarily divulging your attention to the visitor. A quick glance at the time and you know it couldn't have been Jimin, the practice usually running longer than this, but a soothing feeling relaxes your mind when you accept the food delivery at the door and begin unpacking the containers on the kitchen counter.

What you're unaware of is how Taehyung's dull eyes are only set on you ever since you'd gotten up from the couch, admiringly following you around and gratefully observing the way you're going out of your way to take care of him, even after everything he'd put you through, only a few hushed words despairingly escaping his mouth once you bring the jjajangmyeon over to him with a smile.

"I'll go with you. Thank you for saving me tonight, (y/n)."

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JIKOOK X READER - TAKE TWO

Summary: You disobey both of your doms, your boyfriends on their only day off, earning a difficult punishment only it goes wrong, leaving all three of you struggling.

Warnings: smut, angst, fluff, misheard safe word, oral, degrading names, mean doms jikook, spanking, hair pulling, choking, face slapping, humiliation, pet play, collars, d/s dynamic, threesome ish??

A/N: I’d had this in my drafts and decided to finish it, what do ya think? Also I’m sorry this was supposed to be all smut but I can’t help giving them angst, there is a happy ending.

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You knew when you got home you would be in trouble, both Jimin and Jungkook had firmly told you that you couldn’t go out tonight, that they both wanted you home so you could enjoy some free time together.

You didn’t listen.

In hindsight, the idea of disobeying both of your boyfriends, your doms, seemed great in the moment but as the taxi edged closer to home you felt both excitement and guilt pool in your stomach.

Realistically you knew that you’d wasted a day of their only free time, both of them having vastly different schedules now due to the solo work meant that it was a rarity for the three of you got to spend time together other than to sleep but you felt neglected, even if you wouldn’t voice it out loud you needed them to pay attention to you and if that meant a little disobedience to push them into punishing you then so be it.

You hadn’t gotten drunk, in fact, you’d chosen an empty corner of the club and sat there all night. Ignoring looks and offers alike.

The taxi pulled up outside the apartment complex and you were sure that the journey went a little faster today. You paid the fare, selfishly dragging out the time it took you to find the exact change.

You opted to take the stairs rather than the elevator, something you slightly regret as you climb to the tenth floor, forehead a little sweaty as you push open the front door.

You knew they were both home, the shoes stacked up at the door informed you of that. You slipped your own off, along with your coat and hung them on their designated hooks. Jimin had punished you more than once for throwing the items on the floor in your excitement to join them with whatever they were doing.

You lightly tread through the apartment, ready to exit up the stairs towards the bedroom when a hand grips your shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going.”

“Kook.” You breathed out, stomach in knots as you spun on your heel to look at him. “I-I was just going to freshen up.”

“Is that what you really want to call me right now?” Jungkook's voice was low. “In the playroom, you know how we expect you.”

“But-“ you started, cut off by a firm grip on your throat.

“I will bend you over right here and make your ass the darkest fucking shade of red.” Jungkook cursed. “Don’t push me right now.”

You nod in response, the second he releases his grip you make your way to the spare room jimin had converted into a playroom. You still felt a in awe every time your foot crossed the threshold, the carpeting that had once covered the floor had been ripped out and replaced with wooden flooring, and washable rugs placed around the room.

The queen-sized bed was against the wall directly in the middle of the room. Draws lined the right wall, they had been filled with a variety of things ranging from toys to collars, to condoms and lube, even a closet in the corner filled with the most delicate outfit, all of which were hand-picked by your dominants. The entire room was a display of just how much they cared for you and loved you.

You stripped down to your panties, folding your clothes and placing them atop the small bedside table. You shifted to your knees, your body faced away from the door, your head down.

The one thing the room lacked was a clock, you hated that more than anything. You had no way to tell just how long they kept you waiting, kept you on the edge, mind overcome by anticipation.

The door was pushed open and you could hear footsteps behind you unfortunately whatever one of your boyfriends it was didn’t speak. You couldn’t ask who it was, not if you didn’t want to face adding to your punishment so you sat there staring at your hands.

A light touch to your neck had you even more puzzled, Jungkook's nails were shorter than Jimin's, and Jimin's fingers were softer than Jungkook's but you couldn’t figure it out. Not until your hair was being tugged pulling your head back giving you a clear view of the perpetrator.

Jimin.

He grinned. “What is my name.”

“Sir,” you answered.

“See.” Jimin clicked his tongue. “Jungkookie thinks you have forgotten how to address us. Is that true?”

“She has Hyung.” You strain against Jimin's grip to search for Jungkook but it’s to no avail. Wherever he is, you can’t see him. “Called me Kook earlier even though the little slut knew she was in trouble.”

“Now Jungkook, let’s not be hasty hm? Let’s give baby a chance to explain herself.” Jimin looked back at you, his eyes holding a familiar darkness.

Regardless of what you say you know he’s going to make your punishment hurt. You opt for silence, eyes focused on his lips.

In his dominance Jimin was powerful. His height, his build, and his physical strength had absolutely nothing to do with it. No, see, Jimin didn’t need to be muscly to be powerful. One look from him had you ready to drop to your knees and beg for forgiveness for whatever transgression you’ve committed. He was harsher than Jungkook, he was a sadist of sorts. He would never hurt you enough to make permanent marks but he revelled in the way he could turn your skin shades of red and purple.

Jungkook was entirely the opposite, he knew the strength he possessed because of his muscles. His form loomed over yours like a predator ready to attack its prey but still, he didn’t need to use his strength, he knew how to punish and play in other ways. He would ask you a question only to slap you whenever you opened your mouth, he would whisper sweet nothings all whilst choking the oxygen out of your lungs.

And you fucking loved it. You loved the way they both knew how to mould your body to their will, how to play off one another to keep you excited, and on the edge.

The only downfall was that they had picked up traits from one another, so much so that at certain times jimin would act more like Jungkook than Jungkook himself did, still, it only fuelled your fun.

“Sir asked you a question.” Jungkook reminded as he came out from behind Jimin.

“I-“ you began to answer before stopping yourself instead of opting to shake your head.

“That’s not much of an answer is it?” Jimin feigned a pout. “Is that a “no I don’t remember.” Or is it more of a “no I haven’t forgotten?”

You looked between Jimin and Jungkook before Jimin released his painful grip on your head, taking a step back as jungkook half crouched to meet your ear. “Did either of us permit you to look at us? You act disobedient and think you have the right to look at us whenever you want. Look at the floor, I don’t want to see you so much as move your head”

You bit back a whine as you focused your eyes on a spot on the floor between your legs.

“Now back to my question.” Jimin was further away now, you couldn’t see where though. “Have you forgotten how to address us?”

You shook your head again, not wanting to risk extending your punishment any further by speaking without permission.

“Speak puppy.” You could hear the smile in Jungkook's voice as he spoke the pet name. “You can talk.”

“I haven’t forgotten Sir.” You respond, still looking at the floor.

“Who am I, baby?” Jungkook asked, his voice low. “What do you call me hm?”

“Master.” You can’t stop the flush of red that graces your face as you mumble the title.

Jimin laughs, his stare is cold. “You say that but your actions prove otherwise, I can’t help but think you’re lying. Kookie, baby, what do I always say about liars?”

“They should be reminded of their place.”

“That’s right, I think we should show her exactly where she belongs and who she belongs to so for the next 24 hours you aren’t going to do anything without either of us permitting you to do so. If you need a break to use the restroom then tap one of us twice, if you’re restrained or we are out of reach then you have permission to tell us verbally but other than that I don’t want to hear you unless you’re told to speak, I want to see you on your knees unless we say otherwise.” Jimin takes a few steps closer, voice softening as he caresses your hair. “If you want to safe word out you can at any moment you can, if you don’t want to go ahead with this tell me now and we can choose alternative punishment.”

“I’m good Sir.” You whisper, leaning into his touch. “Thank you.”

“Have you eaten?” Jimin asks, crouching down so his face is in view.

You had, but not since lunchtime. “I had lunch, nothing else, Sir.”

He hums, thumb brushing over your lips. “Have you drank?”

You shook your head, you really hadn’t. Getting drunk hadn’t been the aim of your disobedience.

“Words darling.” Jungkook reminds.

You so badly want to look at them. “No Sir.”

“Okay, I’ll heat up some food, your master will keep you company.” He presses a quick kiss to your cheek before standing up. “Be good.”

And with that he is gone, leaving you alone with the younger of the pair. “Why did you disobey us?” Jungkook wonders, you hear his footsteps as he walks closer to the bed.

You debate ignoring the question but your doms hated that just as much as they hated lying. “I wanted attention, Master.”

“Little embarrassing, don’t you think? We were so excited to spend the day with you, even had it all planned out, only for you to choose some sleazy club over us.” One thing you learned about Jungkook as a dominant was that his words hurt just as much as his spankings, he never let you shy away from the reality of your words and actions. “You’re lucky we have another free day tomorrow.”

You perk up at that, unable to stop yourself jerking your head up to look at him. “Really?”

He stares at you, as though anticipating your every move. His mouth went from a forced smile to a blank canvas. “No, but now you know how hopeful we felt at the idea of coming home to you only to find the apartment empty. Head down, if I have to tell you again I’ll tie you up here and leave you all alone.”

You looked down immediately, heart heavy and stomach-churning despite the empty threat. You knew neither of them would breach one of your limits and being restrained and alone was one of them.

You hear the sheets shifting as he sits on the bed. “Crawl to Me.”

You don’t hesitate to move, the floor rough against your bare knees.

“You’re going to keep my cock warm until your food is ready.” He explains, unzipping his hands and laying back.

You spring into action, giving his cock tiny kitten licks eventually lifting his shaft to wrap your lips around his balls.

When you’d first become their submissive they had both given you a month of ‘training’, each of them showing you just how to please them. At the end of the month, they decided they would do the same, the four weeks had been spent in a state of overstimulation as they tried out every little thing they could, eventually focusing on what made you most desperate.

Jungkook groans, his hands falling onto the bed. “Fuck puppy.”

The sound only encourages you more, you take the head of his cock into your mouth before letting its length fill your throat. Within a few seconds your nose was brushing against his skin, he gave you a few seconds to adjust before bringing his hand to the back of your head and guiding your movements. You wince a little as his grip tightens when you moan around his cock.

Somehow you get carried away with time, jungkook alternating between having you cock warm him and slowly sliding his length in and out of your mouth. Your lack of a gag reflex came in handy for whenever he wanted to use you like this.

You don’t hear the door open so the sound of Jimin’s voice has you jumping in surprise, reflexes making you pull away from his dick. Jungkook is quick to stop you, hand gripping your neck before you can move away completely. “Relax.”

You go limp on his touch, letting him guide you back down. “It’s a shame you can’t be this good all the time.” He brushes a few strands of hair out of your face, thrusting a few more times before cumming down your throat.

You swallow it as it comes, choking only once as it hits the back of your throat. He pulls you off as soon as he is finished, Jimin already beside you with wipes. “Here.”

You turn your face to him, gaze still on the floor where he has set your dinner tray. It was rare food was ever brought into the playroom, both Jimin and Jungkook being meticulous about the mess it could cause. You let Jimin wipe you clean, you yearned for both praise and reassurance but considering this was a punishment you were sure you’d get none.

When he was done with your face he began putting your hair up, his hands gentle as he brushed out the knots, you let your eyes close for a few seconds before opening them again to watch as the steam flew away from your food. “You can eat now.”

You can’t deny the food looks good, they were both amazing cooks but the lack of utensils has you frowning. You want to ask but the earlier warning speaks to you in your mind, you take another breath before reaching a hand out to pick up a piece of meat only to have your hand smacked down.

“Did I tell you to use your hands?” Jiminn asks, Jungkook still in his previous spot on the bed. “You’re so silly, you can’t even figure this out without help. You’re going to eat like a good puppy, okay?”

You put your hands back on your thighs before bending to lap at the food, you can’t help but want to die from the sheer humiliation of it. You had expected a punishment, you’d expected to be spanked and probably denied a few orgasms but you hadn’t meant to get a punishment this serious, you only wanted their attention.

You lost your appetite fairly quickly but you knew how much pride Jimin took in taking care of those around him so you continued to force bites down, the bitterness of your actions weighing on you heavily, if you had just listened and stayed home this wouldn’t have been happening.

Jungkook's voice pulls you from your thoughts as you force down another mouthful. “You can finish that and then I will shower you, you’ll sleep in the guest room tonight. You didn’t want to be around us all day so I figured one extra night wouldn’t hurt.”

You wanted to argue back, to tell them that wasn’t why but instead you stayed quiet, it hadn’t been a question and you hadn’t been asked to speak. The next 24, now 23 hours were looking very long.

You ate as much as you could before pushing the plate away, being practically naked was never an issue but eating your food practically naked was a humiliating feat and you were sure your doms knew of that, they knew what they were doing.

“We will be back soon, don’t move.” Jungkook picks up your plate, Jimin trailing behind him.

The door closes with a soft click, the silence is deafening. You couldn’t help but wonder what they were talking about, you always wondered what kinds of discussions they had in moments like these, you were sure they had them ‘dom discussions’ you had begun calling them but you’d never been privy to one and probably never would be.

Once again the lack of a clock in the room becomes apparent, not even the simple ticking of a clock to keep you company.

You missed them, you missed them so much that all you could feel was anger towards yourself for your actions, your stupid actions.

You were left alone with your thoughts for a little too long and by the time the duo returned, washed and dressed, you were on the brink of tears.

“Shower time.” Jimin declared, he helped you stand before detracting himself completely, they walked in front of you as always. “Be good.” He warns before walking off to the main bedroom, the one you all shared.

Jungkook had already had the water running, the temperate a little colder than usual but still relaxing. The dominant washed your hair, the whole shower passing rather fast as he wasted no time getting you clean.

“How do you feel?” He asks, tone still firm.

“Okay Master.” You mumble back, enjoying the few light touches you got as he washed the soap out of your locks. It wasn’t a complete truth but punishments weren’t supposed to feel good, you weren’t going to complain any more when you had brought this on yourself.

He grunted in response. The water turned off when he deemed you finished. “Out.”

He wraps you in a towel before walking you to the guest bedroom. “You won’t need clothes tonight. Don’t come out of the room until one of us gets you.”

You nod, it was simple instructions really. He caresses your cheek for a second before turning around and walking away, you want to call out for a hug or a kiss but you can’t. “Goodnight.” He mumbles, closing the door behind him.

You stare at the door for a second before looking around the room, it is empty, no one other than Hoseok stayed here one night the previous year, you could hear Jimin and Jungkook laughing with each other and it created a ball of bitterness in your chest.

You turned the light off and climbed into the bed, the sheets cold and scentless. The annoyance you felt at yourself had multiplied, tripled and then tripled again, you know realistically you could safe word but that wouldn’t be right, you deserved whatever punishment they see fit.

It was safe to say you had never slept as badly as you did last night, you spent the majority of the night tossing and turning in between crying fits. Despite the fact that the loves of your life were just a few feet away you’d never felt more alone.

Jimin and Jungkook had to have been awake for at least two hours by the time they remembered you, the door opening slowly enough for you to drop into a suitable position on your knees.

“Good morning,” Jimin mumbled, pulling back the curtains. The lack of pet names hurt but you ignored it.

You tried to sound happier. “Good morning Sir.”

“Did you sleep okay?” He asked, rummaging and dropping a nightgown into your lap. “Put that on.”

“Yes Sir.” You answered to both questions, you could suck it up for another day.

He waits until you have the fabric over your head before giving you your next instruction. “Go downstairs, your food is ready in the kitchen. You can walk down the stairs but I don’t want to see you standing the rest of the way.” He gives you a little nudge when you hesitate.

You get to the kitchen as fast as your body will allow, still lacking an appetite but eager to please you delve into the pancakes on the dinner tray. Jungkook isn’t in the room but you’re sure he’s in the apartment and you haven’t heard the front door open or close.

“Good morning pet,” Jungkook spoke loudly, making you jump a little before you compose yourself mid-bite.

You swallow your food before responding. “Good morning Master.”

“Sleep well?” He asks, you hear the tap running. “I know I did, Hyung was very warm all night.”

You don’t take another bite after that, you settle for staring at the plate. “Yes, Master.”

“Hm, I think I’ll take your Sir for a morning bath, you can clean up from breakfast.” And with that, he leaves the room and you are alone with it.

You fall back on your ass, the coldness of the floor not bothering you. You wait until you hear the water running to cry, you tried to hold back, it was a punishment, one you earned, but it hurt.

All you wanted was time with them.

You gave yourself another minute of crying before brushing the tears away, splashing some cold water on your face and beginning the dishes. There weren’t many but you took your time, this was something you could do perfectly.

You finished within 20 minutes, not sure what to do you chose the safest option and sat back on the floor, head hanging low as you mapped out the design on the tiles. You’re thankful for the little clock that tells you that you have been waiting for an hour and 25 minutes when the two return hand in hand. The smell of their body wash is strong, and comforting.

“Oh look, you can do something right.” Jimin praised backhandedly but still, you took it. “Come, I want you to ride my cock, put a show on for your Master.”

You were led to the living room, a rare occurrence in scenes although not so much punishments. Jimin was already half hard and you were sure it was because they had probably been fooling around in the shower, without you.

Jungkook sat opposite you, Jimin bunching up your nightgown as he pulled you into his lap, rubbing his clothed member against your ass. “Doesn’t she look pretty like this?”

“Useful more like.” Jungkook scoffs, arms resting atop the back of the couch. “She looks best when she’s sitting on one of our ducks, where she is made to be.”

You groan a little at that, the words both sting and turn you on.

“No one wants to hear you, shut up.” Jimin complains, shoving you to stand up as he pushes his shorts down. “I want you to sit here and be quiet, you’re nothing more than a pretty little flashlight for me to enjoy. Toys don’t make noise.”

You bite your cheek, and the feeling of his hardening member inside of you makes you want to rock back but you know better, you take what’s given to you as the pair continue their conversation as though you’re invisible.

“You wanna watch a movie?” Jungkook asks, toying with the control.

“Yeah, not an action though, maybe a romance?” Jimin adds, slapping your thigh as you gasp when he moves his hips. “Actually an action is probably better, to drown out the unwanted noise.”

Jungkook smirks and you bite down the sadness that swims in your chest.

The movie starts and Jimin stays still other than shifting every few minutes, you can’t help the way you get wet.

You drown out their conversation, counting the amount of black spots you can see on the rug only to be pulled back by a slap to your cheek. “You’re sitting here doing nothing yet you still can’t fucking listen?”

“S-sorry.” You stutter out.

“Fucking pathetic,” Jungkook mumbles as he takes his seat again.

The words run heavy in your mind, pathetic, stupid, useless and suddenly you’re silently crying with Jimin still inside you. You’re thankful the movie really does block out unwanted noise.

Maybe you were unwanted in general.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, make as much noise as you want.” Jimin growls in your ear, hands groping your tits as he fucks into you. His movements are fast, a sign he has been holding back for a while. You let out soft gasps and moans, his cock filling you up with more than you can handle but despite that you know, you just know you aren’t enjoying it.

“Yellow.” You whisper, you expect everything to stop but it doesn’t, nothing stops, in fact, jimin speeds up hips stuttering as he chases his release. “N-no” you speak a little louder.

You look at Jungkook, his head snapping to yours and Jimin thrusts inside you one last time and cums, as though just processing everything jungkooks eyes widen. “Hyung pull out now.”

“What?” Jimin asks, confused. “Wh-

You can no longer hold back your sobs, the second they tear free jimin is carefully pushing you off him and cradling you in his arms. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Baby, are you hurt?”

You can't muster a response, you just let yourself cry spewing endless apologies. “Sorry I’m-I’m sorry.”

“I think she safeworded.” Jungkook explains, running in with the box of things you’d compiled together for incidents just like this. “Here, water.”

You feel a bottle being pressed to your lips. “Baby, can you drink for me?”

“No S-sir.” You shake your head.

“Not sir baby, just min okay?” Jimin rubs a hand through your hair, Jungkook holding your hand and drawing circles to help you calm down.

“Such a good girl, you did so well, I’m so so proud of you.” The younger of the pair spoke, still holding the open bottle of water. “Please try and drink some for me sweetheart.”

You move your head out of Jimin’s chest with great reluctance, taking a few sips of water before denying it anymore.

“Thank you,” Jimin whispers in your ear. “Are you ready to talk about what happened?”

“Can we- bedroom?” You ask, too drained to explain it all.

“Of course,” Jungkook answers, taking you out of Jimin’s arms and carrying you up the stairs to the main bedroom.

Only when all three of you were settled into the bed, you in the middle with one of them on either side, did they prompt you to start talking.” Take your time darling.”

You don’t exactly know how to explain it to them. “I guess.. it didn’t feel good? I know punishments aren’t supposed to, but this hurt emotionally.”

“Okay.” Jungkook squeezes your hand, his fingers interlaced with Jimin’s behind you. “Thank you for sharing that baby, can you explain when it started to feel like that?”

“Yesterday when I…” you trailed off.

“Sucked me off?” Jungkook supplied and you nodded.

“I just thought I was being too emotional but you didn’t comfort me at all and I had no reassurance. Neither of you touched me more than you physically had to and then being secluded in the second bedroom just made me feel shut out and unwanted.” You feel embarrassed at how silly it sounds, you did wrong and were punished, of course, it would have been difficult for you.

They both take a moment to process it, Jungkook looking a little more sullen. “Fuck, I’m so sorry.”

“Anything else you want to add?” Jimin asks softly. “Take your time.”

“I didn’t…I didn’t act against you because I wanted attention in that sense, I miss you both. Lately, neither of you has been home and I just…I feel so lonely. You get to see each other most days at work but I don’t even have that luxury. It seemed like a good idea at the time but I feel awful, I wanted your only free day and you think I’m just ungrateful and pathetic.” You knew you’d broken one of your own rules, to never take something said in a scene as how they see you or view you outside of it but for some reason, today, it was harder. The mean words and cold shoulders were all you could think about.

“We don’t think you’re ungrateful or pathetic, we misjudged the situation and that is our fault. As your dominants, we have a responsibility to make sure you’re safe and happy and both today and yesterday we failed at it massively. Apologies will only do so much but I promise I will make it up to you every single day, I’m so sorry I haven’t been here for you.” You chance a glance at Jimin as he finishes talking, only to have your heart broken when you see him wipe a stray tear away. You don’t even chance to look at Jungkook, sure he is fairing the same way if not worse.

“It’s not your fault, work is important but I just- I don’t know.” You huff, words and emotions just too much. You let your head drop against Jungkook's chest, his heart beating faster than usual. “I’m sorry we failed you today as doms and boyfriends.”

You shook your head. “You didn’t fail me, I should have been an adult and talked to you about how I felt instead of ignoring what you both said.”

“No baby we did fail you, talking as just your dom, we failed you. We should have been more consistent with our check-ins and should have discussed your actions more before punishing you. I think between myself and Kook we both thought the other was being affectionate so we held back a little so as to not overly indulge you but that was a stupid assumption that will never be made again.” Jimin argues, his hand tracing circles on your stomach.

“I’ve never had a problem with the way you chose to punish me. I like it but this time it just hurt more emotionally.” You explained, not wanting them to change because regardless of how you felt about the punishment you loved them as doms and people.

“And that is our fault,” Jungkook says, not as a question. “And I will never let something like this happen again.”

“I think from now on we will be more comforting even through punishments, even if that particular day you don’t feel it’s necessary I think we.” He gestures to himself and Jungkook. “Would feel better knowing you are okay. I also want you to be honest next time, the second it doesn’t feel right, even if you’re unsure of why, you call yellow okay?”

“But I did…” you mumble, although you hadn’t done it straight away you’d done it when you desperately needed it and for a second it had been ignored. “On the couch I did.”

“I know.” Jimin mumbles. “I didn’t hear you, that’s no excuse but I truly didn’t and the second we realised it all stopped. I won’t say “I’m sorry” for that because no apology would be good enough. Doll if you want to leave the arrangement, you have every single right to. If you feel as though you can trust us then do not force yourself to be our submissive because that’s something based on trust and a mutual agreement. Nothing will change within our relationship if you choose to let go of that aspect.”

“Really?” You eye them both. “You’d stay even if I didn’t want to be your submissive?”

“Baby we aren’t with you because you’re an amazing submissive, we are with you because you’re an amazing human being. You take care of us, you remember the smallest details like when we mention something we want on our diet you turn up with it the second we can eat freely, you brighten up the room just by being there, you’re so hard working and always do your best. You have the most beautiful thoughts in life, you’re strong and honest. You have so many amazing qualities that I couldn’t list them all even if I tried but I am in love with you.” Jungkook stared at you, his eyes conveying everything his words couldn’t. “So am I” Jimin adds.

“I don’t want that, I don’t want to change anything. I love you both and this was an accident, we both did things wrong and next time it will go better. Things won’t be perfect and when they don’t go well we will discuss it and come out of the other end better and stronger. I trust you with my life.” You look at both of them, all three of you smiling stupidly through tears. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” They spoke in unison, both placing kisses on your head. “How about we order food and spend a day taking care of the baby?”

You know the question isn’t directed to you, it always makes you feel small whenever they talk about you as though you aren’t there, small and cared for.

“Yeah I think that sounds good, I’ll go make us some tea. Maybe sit on the couch? I’ll grab some blankets.”

“Couch sounds good. Baby?” Jimin nudges you, drawing your attention back. “Couch?”

You nod. “I thought you had work?”

“Oh no baby, I know I told you that we had only been given one day off but we have the whole week.” Jungkook looks horrified as he explains. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have been spiteful in that way it was wrong.”

“What did you do?” Jimin frowns.

“I told her that we had another day off and when she got excited and asked if I was being serious I told her no. I didn't realise she was truly upset by it.” He explains hurriedly.

“You dumbass.” Jimin scolds, reaching out to slap the back of his head. “Why would you do that.”

“I wasn’t thinking.” He explained honestly. “I didn’t mean to be such an ass.”

“It sucked but I wasn’t that sad.” You explain, both of them clearly over analysing every little thing, yes you were sad but not sad enough to warrant them being this cautious. “I don’t want you to be worried about everything you say and do, I’m normally great at understanding the difference between what you do and say in a scene and how you feel outside of them.”

“It doesn’t mean we should say things that could disappoint you on purpose.” Jungkook retorts, running a hand through his hair as he sits on the end of the bed.

“You were being sarcastic Kook, I can tell the difference. I don’t want you to beat yourself up because a scene went wrong, it happens, this won’t be the last time but I’m okay, I’ll be okay after a week of pampering.” You tease them both.

“You’re far too good to us.” Jimin sighs, burying his head in your neck.

The day played out slowly, all three of you migrating to the couch with a heap of blankets. You’d gotten fried chicken whilst watching a movie, they had agreed to watch whatever movie you wanted, and you’d settled on a comedy that had all three of you crying with laughter.

They had been checking in with you constantly, tending to your every need, whispering reassurance and comforting words to you whenever they could. By the end of their break, the incident had been forgotten and you were already excited about whatever happened during the scene you’d all planned for their last free day.

You’d been sitting in the playroom for a while, both of them coming in and out of the room frequently, more than they usually would have.

“How are you feeling puppy?” Jimin asked, hand running through your hair. “Good?”

“Perfect Sir.” You respond with a smile.

“Let me see your pretty face.” You lifted your head as Jungkook had told you to. “Beautiful.”

Jimin took a step back, not before kissing you softly. “Is there anything you want to try in particular today puppy?”

You bit your lip, gathering the confidence to ask for what you’d wanted for the past two days. “I want.. a punishment Sir.”

They both give you a confused look. “Why?”

“Because I don’t feel good about my actions, I feel unsettled knowing I broke a rule and then safeworded out of my punishment.” You explain.

Jungkook shook his head, moving to undo the collar he had put on you, only stopping when you moved your hands up to cover the buckle. “No, I don’t- I don’t need to stop.”

“We aren’t going to do a scene if you aren’t in the right headspace darling, your safeword is there to protect you, you can use it whenever you want for whatever reason and you will never have to make up for it or feel bad for it.” Jungkook explains, caressing your hands as he pulls them away. “I need you to be absolutely sure you understand this before we play darling.”

“I do, I do Master I do I promise but I just don’t feel right, I want to be good and I don’t feel good and you telling me I’m good isn’t going to help I need to feel like I’ve done good, like I made up for disobeying.”

“Okay.” He gives in after considering for a few moments, and Jimin nods in agreement.

“I think 50 spanks will do?” Jimin asks Jungkook.

“20 with the paddle and 30 with my hand.” Jungkoom responds, a smile across his lips. “You do the paddle.”

“Oh, you really want her ass red huh?” Jimin laughs, grabbing the familiar black one from the rack.

Your heart warms seeing them play around with one another in this way. “Come over baby, lay cross my lap.” Jimin instructs, before you can move Jungkook is attaching a leash to the back of your collar, you begin crawling behind him as if programmed to do so.

Jimin watches your every move, your hips swaying as you crawl across to him and climb into his lap. “Doing so well for me.” You preen at the praise, heart thumping as you prepare yourself for the first blow.

Jimin has a way with the paddle, he wrists flexible enough to swing the paddle on every inch of flesh on your backside. You feel yourself both relaxing and tearing up as the worries in your mind quieten.

You feel yourself being moved from Jimin’s lap and you can’t help but whine, despite the light throbbing on your ass you feel comfortable, relaxed. You quieten when Jungkook taps your thigh. “Hush puppy, I’m going to do your last 30.”

“Sorry Master.” You put as he pulls you over his lap, the rough material of his jeans uncomfortably digging into your skin. “Hurts.”

“You can deal with it darling, take what I give you.” He lands a smack to your ass before you can complain further and as he does all thoughts are knocked out of you.

You’re thankful they don’t tell you to count because once again you get lost in your own thoughts, the repetition of the smacks soothing you. “Taking it so nicely.” You hear Jimin and can’t help but reach out a hand for him, relaxing again once he takes it.

“All done,” Jungkook speaks, you blink away the confusion in your head. “Baby’s out of it.”

“She needed this.” You hear jimin but don’t bother moving from the crook of Jungkook's neck, the smell of his cologne comforting. “Poor baby.”

You loved moments like this, where you were thoughtless, with no worries, no guilt, just the soft buzz of subspace and your doms, boyfriends taking care of you. “Love you. Thank you.” You mumble into his skin.

“Don’t thank me, baby, you took your punishment so well for Sirs. You can sleep okay? We will have a bubble bath when you wake up.” A bath sounded good but sleep sounded better so you let yourself be pulled into whatever dream was awaiting you.

When you woke up you felt warmth all around you. Their bodies pressed flush against yours in the large bed. “Awake sweetheart?” Jungkook whispers. “Hyungs sleeping.”

You look at the way jimin had a hand tangled in jungkoks, his other arm wrapped around your torso. The three of you entwined in one way or another. It was moments like these that made their hectic schedules worth it, you’d had countless arguments before, disagreements, struggles, and bad days but you had an abundance of amazing ones, ones that made every single hard day worth it. You loved them, you were in love with them, and you always would be. “Love you.”

“I love you too,” Jimin mumbles in his sleep making you and Jungkook laugh.

“I love you two.”

[bighitfics]

a scene straight out of a rom-com movie ｡𖦹°‧★

[ksjb3rry]

“You can’t go around telling people ghosts are real. They’ll think you’re insane, which, maybe you are, but they’ll make things messy”.

— Edwin Payne, Dead Boy Detectives

⪩͜⊹͜⪨ ݁ ִ  ۫ ꔵ 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗯𝘆 @𝗸𝘀𝗷𝗯𝟯𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗿 ꒰ 🖋️ ꒱ ༉

🪦:: 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗼 𝘄 𝗻𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 ! ༄ ⌇ ⚗️

[jungkookjeon0007]

— why does he have to be even hotter in black and white? 😳

[monkishes]

Friendly Fire | Masterlist

pairing: jungkookxreader, jiminxreader

genre: college!au, jk is a sweetheart but also a flirt, jimin is a flirt, 3some, love triangle

summary: You and Jungkook had been friends for quite some time, and it seemed like everyone around you could sense the spark between you. They noticed the playful banter and affectionate gazes he directed your way. However, you were completely oblivious to it all, thinking that your relationship with Jungkook was purely platonic. Little did you know, things were about to get complicated. Enter Jimin, who developed a crush on you. This unexpected turn of events stirred up some jealousy in Jungkook. What will happen next?

warnings: smut, fluff, flirting, mature content, foul language, suggestive comments (chapters will have individual warnings on them)

taglist: open

authors note: i’m reallyyyyy excited for this one🥹🥹

01 | 02 | …

[taevolu]

The Boss [Third Part: "Finally"] 18+

Brief Summary: Hatred from the beginning, lust in the end. You are an obedient worker with a demanding boss. Make the wrong choice and your life will lead to complications. Will this end with benefits, love or heartbreak?

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jimin)

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 4481

Warnings: jkxdom, jealous/possessive, pet names (babygirl, goodgirl, sweetheart, pet), degrading/praise, hair pulling, manipulation 

Parts: One, Two, Three

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“Fuck y/n, its because I want you for me, and no one else.”

“Jungkook, you know that it is going to be impossible for us to be together while working here. There will be a lot of drama and talks about the two of us.” Jungkook shakes his head, you are confused as he begins to chuckle.

“I’m not talking about dating, y/n.” he pauses, “I want your body to be mine.” He stands up, towering over your frame. 

His stare is full of lust and anger, “I see the way Jimin looks at you when you aren’t looking, y/n.” His left hand finds its way to hold onto your back, pulling you closer to him. You were frozen as if you were in some sort of trance, stuck and not knowing what to do. Where he wanted you to be.

The way he looks at me when I’m not looking? You and Jimin had never thought of each other that way, you both treated each other like siblings, fighting and being playful. Was Jimin actually growing feelings for you? He can’t be.

“I can’t let him have you, y/n.” He says with a low tone, making you nervous under his touch.

His hand begins to move down to your ass, grabbing onto you, pressing you close and feeling his throbbing cock, “So be my assistant, hmm? If you agree then nothing happens to your little friend but if you don’t, I’ll force him out.” He threatens.

“I- '' You start, but words weren’t able to come out. You had to decide to either choose to have Jimin, the only person that was able to keep you sane, to stay or be in Jungkook’s presence every time you were at work. Both choices would lead you dreading your life. Choices. Choices. Choices. These fucking choices. But Jungkook was getting impatient and needed an answer. He moves the position of his hand to your ass to slap, the sound and your cry of pain echoing in his office.

“Fucking answer me, pet.” He demands through gritted teeth.

You gulp, “I-I will be your assistant, sir.” You stutter. You had no other choice but to be his assistant because you wanted Jimin to stay. You didn't want to be the reason why he loses his job nor did you want to feel the guilt.

“That’s my good girl.” He brings up his hand to your face, caressing your cheek. His hand makes his way to your hair to pull. You yelp in pain only to hear Jungkook snicker, “If I ever find out that you are going behind my back by fucking that wimp, you will be punished, babygirl.” He releases his grip on your hair, making you step back to get out of reach.

“You are dismissed, sweetheart.” He demands, you nod in response. Fixing yourself before heading out the door. But before you leave his office, Jungkook begins to speak again, “And just know that I’m always watching you, babygirl.” Your eyebrows scrunch, irritated at his possessiveness. You gave him another nod and left his office. You casually walk over to your desk, sighing at the piled up work that was waiting for you to start.

Jungkook is a fucking psycho, is he really watching every step you take or is he just fucking with you? You sit down, your head still throbbing from the hangover and your situation with Jungkook. 

All of a sudden you hear footsteps heading towards you making you groan in frustration. ‘Jungkook if this is you again, I’m going to lose my fucking mind’

“You ready, y/n?” You hear Jimin say, your stomach dropped at the sound of his voice as your head replays Jungkook’s words. You still couldn’t wrap your head around the thought of Jimin looking at you, especially with lust. After all these years of being friends with him, you find out 6 years later that he might’ve gained some type of feeling for you. You shake your head, trying to clear any lingering thoughts from invading your mind. ‘Get your shit together.’

“Yes I am, Jimin!” You say while quickly standing up and grabbing your purse. You hear Jimin laugh at your rushed actions.

“I’m not going anywhere, y/n, no need to rush yourself.” He chuckles. You suddenly get a sharp pain in your heart, his job is at stake because of you, knowing that he will be forced to leave if you don't obey Jungkook. One fuck up and you’ll be ruining Jimin’s life. 

‘Jungkook is such a fucking asshole.’

Jimin looks at you, concerned, as you stare at him blankly. You shake your head to regain consciousness. 

You sigh, “I’m sorry, Jimin. I’m such a mess right now.” You lean your head over to your hands in front of you, shaking your head from stress.

Jimin takes a step closer to you, your heart begins to thump against your chest, please no please. He then lands his hand over your back to comfort you, making your body stiff in response, hoping he didn’t feel your shift, “It’s okay, y/n. Hopefully going out for a bit will refresh your mind.” He says with a soft voice. ‘Thank fucking God he didn’t.’

You lift your head back up to see him smiling at you. You start to relax a bit, breathing out to calm yourself down, “Thank you, Jimin.” He nods in response with a smile.

The both of you start to walk over to the elevator, talking about the project that the both of you were assigned to work on and finish before Friday. It was an endless cycle, you’ll finish a project but once you turn it in, another one pops up. It is very draining and can be a bit boring doing the same thing everyday but it paid my bills and that’s all that mattered.

You groan, “Yeah, I don’t know if I’ll be able to finish my part in time.” You were a procrastinator and had trouble trying to stay focused, Jungkook also being part of that problem. 

“If you want, I can come over to your place tonight to help out?” Jimin offers. You gave him a smile, blessed to have a friend like Jimin. This was the reason why you appreciated Jimin and never want him to leave. He cared for you and always tried to help you out when you needed it, literally an angel sent from above.

You happily cheered, “Yes, please! I have a hard time focusing when I’m alone.”

He laughs, “I’ll meet you at your place after work then.” He says. You thank him while the both of you exit the elevator. As you walk towards the entrance, you feel a pair of eyes burning through your skin. You try to shake it off and ignore the annoying sensation, knowing that it’s Jungkook. When you turn around to check, he isn’t there. But you know it’s him.

You and Jimin arrive at a cafe, the smell of coffee and fresh pastries making you salivate from just the smell alone. You hear Jimin laughing behind you as you waddle your way to the glass that showcased the food, you couldn’t help it, you loved anything that was bread. While you went over to the cash register to order your food, Jimin nudged you away, paying for the order instead.

You smile at his small gesture, butterflies fluttering at his actions. You shake your head at yourself. No. Don’t think or feel that way, he’s just a nice person and he’s doing it because he’s your best friend, that’s all.

Jimin turns around after finishing up the order and raises a brow, a smirk slightly forming on his lips, “Are you okay, y/n? You’re a bit…red.” Your eyes widened a bit, quickly raising your hand to your cheek to feel that you were a bit warm. You didn’t notice that you were blushing, you shouldn’t be, it was wrong, he was like a brother to you.

“I’m okay!” You say quickly. He laughs at your rushed words only making you blush more. You lightly slap his shoulders wanting this whole entire thing to stop already.

Jimin led the way to a table in the cafe but as you were walking to the side cafe you felt that staring sensation on your back again. He’s here. Why the fuck is he here and why was he stalking your every move? Was he going to do this every time you were with Jimin? To make sure you don’t fall for him? So that Jimin doesn’t fall for you? It was getting too much for you, he was doing too much, being too possessive and you fucking hated it. It was your life, why was he trying to control it.

“No but seriously, y/n, are you okay? You look really out of it today.” You hear Jimin say, cutting out your unending thoughts about Jungkook. You look up and see his concerned face again. You sigh in defeat. You had to tell him. Something in you didn’t want to but he had the right to know.

Your gaze went back down to the table, unable to hold his gaze any longer, “Jungkook took me into his office today and gave me an offer to be his assistant.” You weakly say, you hear him breathe out a long sigh, a sigh that sounded more annoyed.

“And? What did you say?” He says in a more stern voice, causing you to look at him again. His eyes were filled with anger, his jaw tensed. Seeing him like this made you smile. His stare softens a bit from your smile. It was probably the wrong time to smile but just knowing that he cares for your well being touches something in your heart, and you couldn’t help it.

“I said yes. But before you say anything else, I’m doing this for you, for us. So please, don’t do anything to make this situation as bad as it already is, I’m handling it.” You look down again, the table suddenly becoming more interesting, “He threatened me, saying that if I don't take the position then he’ll move you to a different location and I…” You pause, “I can’t be in a workplace without you. You help me when I’m stuck, take me out when I need a break and so many other things, Jimin.” You shake your head, irritated about Jungkook. But you felt more relieved telling him the situation and not keeping it to yourself. Yes it was probably wrong to do and Jungkook might torment you later but you didn’t care, Jimin needed to know.

He sighs again and flicks your forehead. You wince, the small flick hurting more than it should’ve. You raise your head up, rubbing the pain on your head, glaring at the amused Jimin in front of you. “You’re such an idiot, you know that?” He chuckles lightly, “But thank you, y/n, for telling me but he is manipulating you. You shouldn’t let him do that to you.”

“But-” You tried to speak but he cuts you off.

“But nothing, y/n. I’ll help you, like you said, I help you right? So let me help you again.” He gives you a smile, making you smile back. Him helping you would only make things worse because he wasn’t supposed to know in the first place but you appreciate him for wanting to try.

Before anything else was able to be said, the food arrived, along with another presence. 

Jungkook.

“Being cozy I see.” Jungkook speaks with a slightly irritated tone. He looks at the tensed Jimin before slowly moving his gaze over to you. Once he reaches you, his stare hardens, making you feel uncomfortable in your seat, your actions causing Jungkook to grin at your squirm. 

He then leans over, planting his hands on the table, “May I join?” Jungkook asks, while looking at you, his right hand close to your left arm. He speaks as if he was only speaking to you, completely ignoring Jimin that was seated right across from you.

“Su-” You try to speak but Jimin, once again, cuts you off to answer instead.

“Sorry Jungkook, I planned this lunch to just be me and y/n for today, maybe next time.” Jimin replies calmly with a smile, completely masking his annoyance with the man in front of us. Jungkook was still looking at you, his expression changing after hearing Jimin’s response, his jaw tensing from annoyance.

But he still kept his gaze at you. “Well then, I guess I’ll see you at my office later, y/n, I already took the stuff from your desk and placed them on the desk inside my room.” You took a small glance at Jimin who was also looking at you, his face mixed with multiple emotions, irritation but also worry. You just gave him a small smile before turning back to Jungkook.

“Thank you, I’ll see you soon Jungkook.” You say, your tone flat. Jungkook’s hands turned into fist, knowing that you’ll be punished for this later on.

Jungkook sighs and nods before he leaves, leaving you and Jimin at the table. You didn’t have an appetite to eat your pastry that was in front of you. Jimin caught on and tried to speak about something else to forget about what happened but your head couldn’t rest.

Jungkook was going to be a fucking pain in the ass.

…

On your way back to the office, you dreaded the thought of seeing Jungkook again. Jimin was able to feel your emotions, comforting you by promising that he’ll always be there for you to lean on and as much as you appreciated his kindness, it was only going to make it worse. You told him that you were going to be fine but of course he ignored your words and kept his. As much as you wanted him to help would only make it closer to him leaving the place and you had to stop him before that happens, but you didn’t know how. Jimin was altruistic and stubborn, he would help in any way and never give up on trying but Jungkook is demanding and would have his way with just the snap of his fingers. You had to obey Jungkook no matter what and break Jimin’s heart in the long run. As much as it hurt to think about that, you had to do it.

You walked over to Jungkook’s office, ignoring the stares and whispers of your coworkers as it was unusual to see someone willingly enter the boss’ space, not like you had the choice though. You take a breath in before exhaling as you go in, being greeted by Jungkook sitting on his desk, hands interlocked on top of the surface in front of him. You were thankful the windows that faced everyone else outside were tinted so no one could see in and only out, but that only felt more unnerving, knowing that he was making you suck his cock while everyone else was on the other side unbothered. Your spine shivered with that thought.

You begin to walk over to him towards the desk, stopping once you reach just a foot away from the table, Jungkook grinning at your uncomfortable stance.

“Y/N, why do you look so uncomfortable? It’s like you forgot about the first time we were in a room with just the two of us.” He taunts. Your breathing hitched, your mind going back to when he returned to your apartment to drop off your purse and did things you now regret doing. You blamed yourself for having that impulse, blaming yourself  for being so fucking drunk and horny.

“I was drunk, Jungkook. For all we know, you manipulated me into doing that with you.” You blamed him even though it was completely your fault but it seemed right to accuse him. If he didn’t come back and just waited until the next day to bring you back your purse it wouldn’t have happened. Right?

He chuckled, his eyes showing lust, “I didn’t manipulate you, y/n. You wanted it. I heard you moan out my name while you were playing with that slutty pussy of yours.” He stood up from his chair, slowly making his way over to you, “I just helped you fullfil that fucked up imagination of yours.” He was now close to you, his breath touching the right side of your face. He leans in, his mouth inches away from your ear, “And I will do it over and over again, either back in your apartment, in mine or even right here in my office.” He whispers lowly, lust all over his voice.

You close your eyes, fists clenched at your sides. No. No. No, “No, Jungkook. We never agreed on any of that. We only agreed on me working here in your office, nothing else.” You croak, your chest felt tight. You weren’t sure if it was because you were scared or if you were irritated with his words. You didn’t want to do anything more with the man that fucking threatened you just because he wanted you all to himself. He was fucking delusional and it made you hate him more than it was back in highschool. He never changed, he was still the bully from highschool.

He hums, his face still in front of your ear, “You’re my assistant, right? So you have to do everything I ask you to do.” You can’t see him but you know that he is smiling, knowing that he has you trapped. You let out a shaky breath, he’s right, he lured you into his trap and you just walked into it, not knowing the consequences. Jimin was right, you were a fucking idiot.

You face him, stepping back to increase the space between you and Jungkook, “Fine. But I’m only doing this to keep Jimin here.” You say, your voice shaking from anger. You look into Jungkook’s eyes, his expression changing after the mention of Jimin.

He straightens his posture, laughing while he does, “Oh, Jimin. Your knight in shining armor?” He pauses, chuckling at his own words, “Be fucking grateful that I’m allowing you to be with that so called ‘man,’ but if I see or find out anything more happening between you two, I will not fucking hesitate. Understand, y/n?” He stares at you, his eyes dark. You clench your jaw and nod.

And just like that, his whole entire expression changes again, back to being professional, “Your desk is over there, I will let you know when I need you.” He points over to the desk that was positioned in the corner by the large window that oversaw the whole entire city. You nod again, making your way to your desk, huffing as you sat down to continue your work.

…

The rest of the day was surprisingly quiet, mostly because Jungkook was called into never ending meetings which you were grateful for. You began to pack up your things, packing up papers that you needed to finish a project with Jimin that was due at the end of the week. With everything together, you walked out of the office, only to be faced with Jimin who was standing right in front of the door.

“Fuck, Jimin, you scared the shit out of me.” You say as you hold your hand to your heart. He almost gave you a heart attack. He laughed, finding it amusing that he almost killed you at work.

He wiped tears that were pushed out from his laughing fit, “I’m sorry, y/n. I didn’t mean to and I say that from the bottom of my heart.” He says as little giggles tried to escape while he was speaking to you.

You just rolled your eyes, “Let’s just go before Mr.Buzzkill comes back from his meeting.” You said it as a joke but it was true.

Jimin nods with a grin, taking your hand into his, causing small tingles that traveled from your hand to the rest of your body. You quickly swiped your hand away. Jimin looked at you confused, he sometimes held your hand to lead you when the both of you walked together but this time it was a new feeling, something that shouldn’t be happening.

“I-I’m sorry. Just with the whole Jungkook situation, I can’t” You half lied. It was true that it was because of Jungkook. If Jungkook ever saw that you two were holding hands, he would do something to Jimin. But to you, that wasn’t the reason. Jimin understood without the need of you explaining more, instead he took your things and continued to lead the way to the elevator.

You were at your apartment complex with Jimin by your side holding your things again. You unlocked the door, the familiar scent of clean linen making you relax. You have never missed a place so much in your life.

“Just place my things in my room, I’ll cook us dinner for tonight.” You spoke from the kitchen as Jimin was still standing by the entrance, removing his shoes. “What do you feel like eating tonight?” You yell out to ask as Jimin was already in your room dropping off your belongings.

“Do something easy, like ramen with eggs.” He replies. You gave him a look as if he was afraid that you would cook something that wouldn’t taste as good as his cooking. But you agreed, you were tired after all. You began to cook the noodles while Jimin prepared cold side dishes to go with the ramen while setting up the table for the two of you. Just by the presence of Jimin gives you a calm feeling, knowing that you are safe in his hands. He knows how to make you smile, no matter how bad you were feeling. You just hated that there was a huge fucking wall going inbetween you two, wishing that it wasn’t there because Jimin wasn’t a bad guy to be with. He is that dream man that every woman wanted and you happened to be that lucky woman.

“Do you need anything, y/n?” You hear Jimin say, invading your thoughts. You didn’t realize that you were looking directly at him, causing you to blush. You didn’t mean to be staring at him.

You chuckle weakly, “I’m okay Jimin. I’m just really lucky to have you in my life.” And you really meant it, from the bottom of your heart. Jimin gives you one of his big smiles, so big that even his eyes were smiling. It was cute. But his smile slowly disappeared as if he was remembering something.

“Don’t get too used to it, y/n, cause I know that one day our friendship will get ruined.” He was right, you both knew it. Only because of one fucking man. “I just don’t get it though, why now?” He questions. You know the answer but you felt too embarrassed to even tell him the day you had Jungkook over. The way Jungkook felt threatened by her friendship with Jimin and wanting her to himself. You just shrug as an answer, shaking your head at the thought of it.

“I wish I knew Jimin.” But you did know.

After dinner, both you and Jimin went straight to the project for work. Groaning every time something came up that required too much thinking or just not wanting to do this at all.

“We shouldn’t be spending our Wednesday like this.” You groan the millionth time. This was going to take forever and you hated having this type of work that had a specific deadline. How were you supposed to figure out a way to come up with an advertisement that would attract millions of people? Projects like these wished you never applied at a demanding marketing job.

“Let’s just take a break for a few minutes and get back to it. Maybe we will come up with something by then.” Jimin shifts next to you, ready to pull up something on the tv. As much as you wanted to watch a show, you know that after the first episode there’s no going back.

“Jimin, if we end up watching something we won’t get this project done.” You argue, but Jimin wasn’t having it.

He shrugs, “I’ll just come over again tomorrow.” You groan in defeat. You lift yourself off the floor, sitting next to Jimin on the couch. Instead of playing a show he pulls up a movie. ‘Yeah we won’t be continuing our project.’ You thought to yourself. The movie ‘Dead Silence’ begins to play as Jimin shuts off the light, adding in onto the horror feeling. You had a mixed feeling with horror films, you liked them but didn’t like to be scared.

It was only just the beginning of the movie and a jumpscare already popped up, making you jump from your place. Instinctively you shoved your face onto Jimin's shoulder, not wanting to look at the screen. You can feel Jimin laughing underneath your touch, making you lift your head to look at him.

“That was really scary, okay?” You say while covering your ears from the obnoxiously loud music playing from the movie.

He looks back at you and throws his hands up in surrender, “Okay, okay, I won’t laugh next time.” He says, still slightly giggling. He brings his arms down, his smile slowly fades away as he still stares at you. Both of you staring at each other, ignoring the movie playing, the sound now background noise to you. You watch his eyes travel down your face, landing onto your lips and back up to your eyes. You freeze in place, knowing what he wants, but you don't move. ‘Why aren’t you pulling away?’ You thought to yourself. Did you want this? ‘Yes’ Would it cause consequences? ‘Yes’ Do you care? ‘No.’ You were having an unending battle with yourself. But you didn’t give a fuck.

You started to inch closer to Jimin as he did the same, both of you now looking at each other’s lips. You see him graze his tongue on his bottom lip, causing your clit to throb. You couldn’t fucking take it anymore. You lifted your hand, slowly moving it to his pants, feeling his bulge of desire. You hear his breathing hitch as you begin to caress his throbbing cock that was trapped inside his jeans. And just like that, Jimin crashes his lips to yours. You let out a small moan as he pushed his tongue inside your mouth, tasting you.

“Fuck, y/n, I’ve been waiting for years to finally kiss you.” He spoke breathlessly onto your mouth.

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Editor's Note: I’m soooooo sorry that this took a bit! I got way too busy and didn’t have the time to type out another chapter but here’s part three! I am planning on writing more stories which also took a lot more of my time but i do have more time in my hands now so hopefully i can post more! 

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MESSY AFFAIRS

SUMMARY: you look so pretty when your in your sleep and that gives jungkook a morning wood luckily you are there to help him with this problem ,but Jimin seems to be a bit jealous you started without him

PAIRINGS: reader and jikook are in open relationship.

SMUT WARNINGS : Jungkook loves morning sex , jikook likes giving Hickeys to reader , SQUIRTING, missionary , doggy style , unprotected sex .

WORD COUNT:1.5K

A/N: @gyukookswhore has turned 1 month old today yayy!!!!and the pic Jimin posted on Jungkook's bday i knew i had to write something about them . Also thanks to @jungk97kwife for making the beautiful banner . please don't forget to leave feedbacks it means so much to me , Like and reblog sweet pies 🥺❤️

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You were sleeping peacefully on the bed draped in your red silk sheets . Jungkook who had been now rustling in the sheets for past few minutes, waking up he saw sleeping peacefully while he admired you causing him to have his usual morning wood , you groaned waking up when he started kissing your neck softly kissing and licking the hickeys given by him and Jimin .

Yesterday night Jimin had been working on his new music album , he had came home late when he saw you both awake and you were getting moody seeing him looking so hot in normal sweatpants and T-shirt . You had sex with both of them , Cumming really soon because you have been ovulating.

Oh Jimin , he was an early riser he had went to the kitchen for making breakfast for the both. Of you . You moaned waking up to see jungkook smiling “ Good morning baby” he softly said still in his boxers and draped in the slim sheets “Good morning kook” you said while kissing his the kiss soon turned into a make out session.

While you slept in your black two piece lingerie they were soon thrown on the ground with jungkook going down on you “ Baby is still so wet from last night did you have fun yesterday? We both fucked you hard didn’t we ?” He asked while messily kissing your clit slowly going to lick your folds while you moaned his name “kook your so good with your tongue” you said grabbing his hair to keep him in the place he kept sucking you .

“Started without me ?” Jimin rasped , loose grey sweatpants hanging on his hips while holding coffee and waffles for the three of you . “ Join us Hyung she is pretty wet right now got her all messy for us” jungkook said casually right before going to suck on your clit

making you hiss in pleasure.

“ Be good for us yeah Jagi ?” Jungkook said while going back in his knees to give Jimin some space . Jungkook dragged you to middle of the bed so he can have some space near your face he slowly stroked himself with his Calvin Klein boxers still on while Jimin made some space between your thighs , teasing you just by licking your clit and ignoring your whines . “ Jimin need your fingers in me please Baby” you whined telling him you would cum soon .

While jungkook took his phone from his side of the nightstand just so he could record you and Jimin . “ Baby look here and tell Hyung he is doing good” he said while phone is still in his hands . “ I’m cumming jimin” you said warning him , “ let go baby did so good for me” you soon came just by jimin teasing your cunt with tongue.

“ My turn Hyung wanna be inside her right now” jungkook said while rubbing him self . “ go ahead kook she is all ours but make sure she doesn’t pass out wanna fuck her too” he said chuckling . “ Kook want you now” you said slowly rubbing your pussy . “ Gonna fuck you now babygirl” jungkook slowly eased himself inside you “ good baby?” He asked while you nodded , jungkook started fucking you faster your moans were now getting louder.

“ Suck me while kookie fucks you baby your mouth can take me right?”he asked while moving towards your mouth “ kook let’s switch can you fuck me from the back baby wanna suck his cock” you asked with tears filling in your eyes on how good jungkook was fucking you he nodded slapping your tits and telling you to turn over “ show that ass of yours baby” . You turned over and started sucking Jimins cock while kook fucked you from behind groaning on how tight and warm your pussy was .

You stroked Jimin telling him to go slowly “wanna cum on that pussy baby” Jimin moaned “ slow gonna make me cum fast” he rasped “ Jungkook you close ?” He asked moaning when you sucked his tip “yeah I think will be there in few pussy so good makes me cum fast” Jimin slowly moved back telling you to just enjoy.

While jungkook was gonna come he told you to turn around his hard cock now slipped out of you while you rubbed your clit the both of them were jerking of moans slipping from their mouths they both soon came cumming over your pussy and their breaths now were fastened while you squirted moaning both of their names .

Jungkook hovered above you kissing your cheeks “ A very very good morning baby .. .. let’s get you cleaned up” he said while Jimin helped you to get up from the bed and kissed your cheeks telling him you did great “ freshen up bun I’ll warm the food for us” he said already getting out of the bed .

You were brushing your teeth when jungkook ran a bath for you in the back “ are you okay Y/n do you feel a bit sore ? Want me to massage you when you get out of the shower ?” He asked sweetly . You hummed telling him he can light those vanilla and clove candles with soft music on the side . “ Yes baby would do anything for you “ he cheerfully said adding your favourite fruity shower gel in the bath .

You were soon out of the bath got ready to spend the day with them , chatting on how you want to watch animated movies with both of them and enjoy the sunset .

“ jungkook , Jimin how about we take bam to see sunset near the beach how does it sound ?” You asked taking a bite of waffles Jimin heated up for you . “ yeah sure baby let’s take him we also need to take him to the groomer” soon finishing your breakfasts you were spending time with both of them Jimin occasionally going out for his office calls while jungkook made sure to cuddle you from the side and laying his head on the shoulder .

“ Baby you wanted massage right let’s go ? Jimin hyung can join us later after finishes “ he said softly you nodded telling him to light sone candles while you can go tell him . “ Bam come let’s go to the room” . You came in the house back as Jimin was still in the backyard telling bam to come up with you .

You entered taking in the scented candles and perfumes smell with your body essential oil laying in a try besides your bed on the nightstand “ Come fast jagi” jungkook said sitting on the bed only in his grey sweatpants showing his Calvin Klein boxers and gently biting his lips .

Bam ran towards his dad licking his just like hasn’t seen him since ages even tho he was spending his whole day with him you giggled seeing them . Bam then rested on the bed you had brought for him across the bedroom and dozzing of from time to time . You came and rested on the bed removing your T-shirt and sleeping on your stomach . “ jagi I’m gonna unclasp your bra is it okay ?” Jungkook , the man he is …….he made sure you were comfortable and joking on how he had seen everything and has fucked you so many times .

“ I just wanna make sure your fine with it baby” he giggled and soon started massaging your shoulders and going towards your calf slowly and gently massaging them “ kook your so good” you moaned appreciating him . Jimin had soon joined you on the bed kissing your cheeks and telling you both about the mv theme .

Soon your massage session can to an end when you all three decided to go to the beach just near the house with bam , you dressed up casually wearing shorts and some loose white top which belonged to Jimin and tyed your hair in a messy bun .

You four sat on the beach admiring the beautiful sunset giggling and talking about how you three had meet each other for the first time . The night soon rolls up . Jungkook insisted on making a ramen bowl for all of you . Thanking him you kissed his cheeks telling him how grateful you are and how much you love him . Jimin had bam in his arms as he was just 3 months old saying he is my baby he might be tired from all the walking you both giggled telling it’s fine you can hold him too.

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𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 𐙚╰┈➤𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣����𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙘𝙩 ‘𝙘𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙡’ 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙?

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𐙚 ╰┈➤ 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 𐙚 ╰┈➤ 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 & 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩

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𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖠 5 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄? ‘𝖦𝗈𝗌𝗁’ 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖶𝗁𝗒?𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗒, 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿? 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽’𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖠 𝗋𝖾𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖠 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 5 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖥𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗒-𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝗒𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇. “𝗛𝗺” ‘𝖨 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 ’𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍’ 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 “𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼..?” ’𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍‘ 𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 ,𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗒𝗌 ,𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖠 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖠 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾. 𝖦𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗇𝗈𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗋𝗂𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋.

𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ‘𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀’ 𝖲𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 ‘𝖱𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗂𝖾’ 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋, 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋.

𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗎𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀. ‘𝖲𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌’ “𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗜 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥” 𝖽𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 f𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽. 𝖯𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 . “𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿?” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 , 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗉 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌. “𝖸/𝗇!” -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 ”𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝘂𝗽” 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 back, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 “𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄, 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” “ 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 9 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 12𝗮𝗺 ” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁’ “𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈, 𝗒𝖾𝖺… 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 30 𝖺𝗇𝖽 ����𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 ,𝖮𝖧, 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖮𝖱𝖣𝖤𝖱 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖢𝖪𝖤𝖭!” You l𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁ed “ 𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 “ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖶𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿𝖿, 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗇, 𝗇𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆,𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖡𝖠𝖬 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗀𝗌, 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋.

𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗓𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. “𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒𝖾𝖽 “ 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 ”𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗈𝗎𝗍” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽, 𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗀𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖠 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾 “𝖸𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽, 𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗂𝗓𝗓𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌”-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖤𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 , 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖠 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋. “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖾𝗌?” 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖰𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽’ “𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾?” 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌. “ 𝗠𝘆 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗜 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆’ “𝖮𝗁, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅? 𝖲𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝗍?”- 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽. “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖠 𝗀𝗎𝗒?”-𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 “𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖠 𝗀𝗎𝗒?”- 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖽 “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇, 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇?” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝗡𝗼 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁, 𝗜𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝗜 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?”-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖡𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝗍, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋’ “ 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗜𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗡 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗧 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋’ “𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 “-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀’ ” 𝗗𝗼𝗻’𝘁 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 playfully threat

𝖠𝗌 𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖾- 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 “𝖲𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖺 𝗀𝗎𝗒?”-𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. “ 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗜 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻 ” -𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾?” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝖡𝖠𝖧𝖧𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠”- 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 “ 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧. 𝗢𝗺𝗴 𝗻𝗼𝗼, 𝗜 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 ” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 ‘𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒.’ “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾?” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀. “𝖠𝗇𝖽, 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖠 𝖬𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇?” -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎. “𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾” - 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁’ “𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇!” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌’ “ 𝗡𝗼𝗼 ” - You try explaining “𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺, 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 “𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽‘ “ 𝗡𝗢𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗜 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽’ “𝖮𝗄 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 6 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝗍, 𝖫𝖤𝖳𝖲 𝖦𝖮𝖮!”-𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖽’ “𝗅𝖾𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌“ -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽’ “𝖡𝖾𝗍” - 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 ‘

𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋 ,𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝗓𝗓𝖺, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 ,𝗐𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 9,𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 5 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒. ” 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀, 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 4:20 ” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅ing 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾’ “𝖲𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌?, 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇!” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗀’ “𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍, 𝖸/𝗇 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗎𝗉, 𝗒𝖾𝖺?”-𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “ 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 ‘ “𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗒” - 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌’ “ 𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄’ “𝖮𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍!!” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 “𝖶𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾?” - 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖮𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” - 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲, 𝗜𝗳 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗯𝘆𝘂𝗹? “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖧𝖤𝖸, 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖿’ “𝖶𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋” 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 “ 𝖸𝖤𝖠𝖧, 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖬𝖤𝖤?!” -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 “ 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲.“ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽’ “𝖮𝗁” 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽’ “𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽’ “𝖧𝖤𝖸, 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 5 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 𝗒’𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄’ “𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁ing 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇’ “𝖶𝖠𝖨𝖳 𝖨 𝖶𝖠𝖭𝖳 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖦𝖱𝖤𝖤𝖭 𝖠𝖯𝖯𝖫𝖤!” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅’ “𝖠𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝗇 𝖨𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄.” -𝖧𝖺𝗐𝗌𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 ‘𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋’ “ 𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖲𝖮 𝖧𝖮𝖳” “ 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗳 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸, 𝘄𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽’ “𝖨𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾? -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽, 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀’ “𝖡𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠” “𝖮𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 8 𝖺𝗇𝖽 I 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽” -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌

“𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗎𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 ,𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 when 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇ing  “ 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗯𝘆𝘂𝗹? “- 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 peeking 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋’ “𝖮𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎’ ” 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗜 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗼𝘁 “ “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 “ -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌’ ”𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖠𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉, “𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆?” 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋’ “𝖮𝗈, 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆” -S𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ “𝖶𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋”-𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋,𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 ,𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗒𝖾, 𝖠 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎,“ 𝙊𝙃-𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙩! “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 ‘ 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 ” 𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸-𝗦𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯 𝘆𝗼𝘂 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗀𝗈’ ”𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙉𝙤-𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 “ -𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, noticing 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆, 𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀’ “𝖪𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 —” -𝖠 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 “—𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋“ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 “𝖸/𝖭, 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗄?” -𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎‘ “ 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌ing 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 to 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗅𝗅” -𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.’ ” 𝗗𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘆 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗹? “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽’ “𝖸𝖾𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌’ “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈?” 𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆’ “𝖸𝖾𝖺 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐? 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?“-𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽’ -𝖶𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗂 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽’ “𝖸𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 “ 𝗦𝗵𝘂𝘁 𝘂𝗽, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 “𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾’𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍..” 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 “𝖧𝖾𝗒, 𝖸/𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾. “𝗔𝗹𝗮𝗻 ?” -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖠𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍…“ 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲 …

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“𝘐 𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬”-𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥’ ”𝙎𝙡𝙤𝙬? 𝙉𝙖𝙝…𝙄’𝙢 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.” -𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’ “𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦” -𝘛𝘢𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨’ “𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭”-𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥 ’ “Y𝘦𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵?” -𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥’ “𝙊𝙝 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 “-𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺’ “𝘖𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘶𝘱 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯” -𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘢𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵‘ “ 𝙄’𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 “ -𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦’𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱 i𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦’ “𝘖𝘩, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘶𝘱” 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵’

𝖶𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖠𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝖠𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖺𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 ,𝖬𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁. “𝖧𝖾𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄?, 𝖶𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾?” -𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗒𝗎𝗅 ��𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗂 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁, “𝖸𝖾𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅/𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋” “𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 ”𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗛𝗜𝗠! 𝗜 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺!!! “ - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍. “𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗻𝗶? “-𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗍𝖾𝖽 her 𝖺bout it “ 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖪𝖭𝖮𝖶 𝖨 𝖶𝖮𝖴𝖫𝖣 𝖭𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱 𝖫𝖨𝖤 𝖠𝖡𝖮𝖴𝖳 𝖦𝖮𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖯” -𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿’ 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 2𝖾𝖽 𝖨𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 4.8 𝗀𝗉𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 3.5 𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝗒’ “ 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸! “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗉’ “ 𝖮𝖧 𝖬𝖤 𝖳𝖮𝖮” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎’ ” 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮,𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮 𝗱𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿? “ 𝖠𝗌 𝖬𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀?” -𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 coming 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 “𝗬𝗲𝗮 , 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁. “ -𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖺’

“ 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚“ 𝖢𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗇 𝖪𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖳-𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 ,𝖧𝗐𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂—” 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…”-𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ‘ ”𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 “ -𝖲𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍’ “𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲—“ -𝖧𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 ,𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖠 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖳𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 26, 𝖠 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗇 𝖪𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗎𝗇. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋

…𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 4 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻, 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖠 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗒. 𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 “ 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸..” Y𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾, 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗓𝗓𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 , 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗑𝗂 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉, 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 “ 𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? “-𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽’ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖢𝖾𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗇 𝖪𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗇 boxers 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖣𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾 “ 𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮/𝙣, 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙮 “-𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝗎��� 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍’ “𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁.” -Y𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 , ”𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙗…” -𝖧𝖾’𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽. “ 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗜’𝗺 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸…”

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 ,𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝖺𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾, 𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁, “ 𝙝𝙤𝙬’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮?” ”𝗠𝗵𝗺” “𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜” 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 “𝘿𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚, 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 “ 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 “𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧? “ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 ��𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 ,𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 ,𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉, 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗇𝗂𝖻𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖡𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄. ”𝗔𝗵-𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗙𝘂𝗰-𝗳𝗮𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 !“

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗍, 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗒, 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗋𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗌, 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍, “𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚, 𝘼𝙨𝙨 𝙪𝙥 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣.“ W𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 moved 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 gripping 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ”𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚?” “𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁…” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌’ ”𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜, 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥?”“𝗡𝗼, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.” He 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆s𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝖿𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 “𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠…” 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒s in place 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖽𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒, 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝖯𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾. “𝙔/𝙣𝙣..” “𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙣 𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜..”- 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽’ “ 𝗞𝗼𝗼𝗸.. 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 ”-𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾se 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 ’ 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 “𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸-𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗸𝗸 𝘆𝗲𝘀𝘀𝘀”-𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖼𝗎𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 “𝘼𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚..” 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁 …

𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾, 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 ��𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝖿𝖿, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 .

“𝑯𝒆𝒚”

“𝐇𝐢, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈’𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧”

“𝑶𝒉, 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎”

“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭?”

“𝑰’𝒎 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌, 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆…”

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𝙊𝙈𝙂𝙂𝙂𝙂 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨! 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨! 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄’𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬!

[7waystreet]

hi everyone ♡ LEGACIES ch.9 will be out next week ^.^

it took me a while to write this bcuz after LEGACIES ch.8 was published, some readers were unhappy with how y/n was so kind to kth and so easy to forgive him (same with how she's moving past her issues with pjm and jjk without really putting up a "fight"). i think some ppl want or expect y/n to get revenge back on them for more of an "enemies to friends" vibe but i want to share in detail why i've chosen not to do this:

both y/n and the boys have realized with time how she is NOT like them. that's the whole point.

1. the legacies express negative emotions thru revenge or "action" (for ex. jjk's anger via destroying her watch, pjm's defeat via the shower confrontation he pulls, kth's unresolved grief via the poem fiasco) but y/n deals with negative emotions thru "inaction" (for ex. distancing herself from them, ignoring them until she has time to process her feelings). it doesn't make sense for her to scheme elaborate plans to enact revenge bcuz that is not in her inherent nature

2. y/n understands the legacies are untouchable and that she holds no power to make any impact against them at the uni even if she does try to get revenge with "action". this is apparent from the poem fiasco and this is also why i've included pjm's dad as a reoccurring character, bcuz she learns these things right off the bat with all of the interactions she's had with him. she convinces mr. park to allow pjm to dance by simply using impactful speech, and yes, she could've easily been evil and made pjm's life worse by feeding complaints abt him to his dad, but again, she's mentioned multiple times to pjm how she is NOT like him

3. y/n's strength is her ability to voice her opinions. the theme i've enjoyed incorporating in this story is that rational words > inherent privilege. an idea can sometimes change lives more than the influence of money. she doesn't have to "do" anything except confront the boys with her style of banter or simply share her thoughts thru a convo. she forces the boys to think abt their feelings and reflect on their actions, which is something no one's ever pushed them to ever do. we see jjk respecting her for this and doing a 180 with his malicious intentions, pjm easing up on her after she verbally discourages him from hurting others and focusing on himself instead, and kth only agrees to seek help for his fucked up behavior when he experiences her compassion, which he's never gotten before in that raw way, esp from someone he's brutally wronged. she holds up the mirror for them to look at themselves and encourages them to become self sufficient for their own happiness, instead of making others miserable for their own joy

at the end of the day, all four of them are just college kids figuring themselves out, and they have personal trauma which they have potential to bond over. y/n and kth have lost a loved one while her and jimin have troubled parental relationships, which is why she is able to care for them quicker, as deep down, she can relate. she's been a bit tougher on jjk as they're the same age, total opposites of one another, and don't have a lot in common, so its a slightly diff arc

sorry for rambling, but i had to get this out! i hope you look fwd to the next ch. releasing this week ♡ — with love, ae-mi

[chimchimmarie]

OUT OF THE FRIEND ZONE (Part Two)

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: College Au, Friends to Lovers

Word Count: 1,500ish

Summary: Jimin finally realizes he wants out of the friendzone, but will you feel the same way when he finally makes his feelings known?

AN: I finally found the time to write pt. 2. I hope you like it. I listened to “Fire Away” by John Michael Howell while writing this.

Read Part One.

The mood in this movie night has quickly shifted from playful banter between friends into one in which you feel judged for sharing that you had finally met someone. You feel yourself crawling into yourself more and more. For a moment, it feels like your friends were ganging up on you, deeming you as some unattractive, poor excuse for a woman who is unworthy of attention and love.

They didn’t actually say that, of course. But your mind has gone into the rabbit hole of overthinking that fast. At this point, you believe it’s becoming more of a second nature to you. You just can’t help it, and you hate yourself for it.

The whole conversation had really made you so self-conscious. You genuinely believe that Taehyung doesn’t mean to hurt you in any way. He’s not a bad person. He’s your best friend. But sometimes words could cut even if you don’t intend them to.

You just don’t get why he just had to make it sound like you’re making the biggest mistake of your life, that you’re being crazy for wanting to finally date.

What’s wrong with dating anyway? Don’t you have a right to meet guys and go out on actual dates?

Are you really that awful as a person to the point that even your friends would forbid you to go out with a guy you think is great?

You feel so betrayed. What kind of friends would gaslight you into thinking you aren’t good enough to date?

And if they tell you one more time that this is them being protective of you, then they’re being complete jerks. This is absurd, you think. You’re a consenting adult, capable of making choices for yourself. And you don’t need to be babied like a middle schooler.

By the time Jimin showed up, Taehyung started acting more frantic than he was prior. He’s still going on and on on why you can’t be thinking about going out with Namjoon. The other guys chimed in, too. Going so far as judging him because he’s a varsity player. But you genuinely think that Namjoon looks decent and nice for someone who plays sports.

He’s nothing like most jocks you’ve come across with in campus. Most of which have either been a fuckboy or a totally egotistic maniac. Namjoon was a great guy. And all these misconstrued notions they have of him is getting in your nerves.

Jimin has been quiet ever since. He hasn’t said a single word to you. He didn’t back you up like he usually does. He’s being too quiet, actually. You’ve been trying to catch his eyes but he hasn’t looked at you since he entered the room. He also suddenly picked a seat on the floor, instead of his usual spot next to you. It’s almost as if he’s suddenly ignoring you.

Feeling so frustrated, you fire back at Taehyung, raising your voice and startling everyone in the room.

“And why should I listen to you!? You’re not my dad, none of you are! You can’t tell me what I can or cannot do! ”

“Oh come on, that’s not even what I’m trying to do, y/n. I’m just worried about—“

“Worried about what?? Can’t you just be happy for me for once?! Damn it Tae!”

“Hey, hey, guys… Stop it. We came here to watch a movie and hang out. Come on.” Jin tries to pacify the tension while blocking your view of Taehyung.

“Right. I’m sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean to—“

You didn’t even let Tae finish, you stood up and made a beeline for the door.

Before you could hit the elevator button, a firm warm hand grips on your wrist.

“Y/n. Please… Don’t leave.”

You recognize Jimin’s voice. You feel the warmth of his body close to you. His scent overpowering you for a moment.

You scoff as you try to pry your hands away.

“So, now you speak. Where were you when Tae was in my face the whole time in there?”

You turn around with much force, yanking your arm away from his hold.

“He doesn’t mean it. He’s just—”

“—being Tae. Right. And I’m supposed to just let it slide, like every time?” You cut him off. Frustration and disappointment laced heavily in your tone.

“You know what, I’m sick and tired of taking all this shit from you guys. Whenever I talk to you about my dating life, you get like this. EVERY. DAMN. TIME! Am I not allowed to do that? Is there some kind of rule that I cannot go out there and meet people? I know you guys care about me, but for crying out loud, stop treating me like the helpless little sister you never had!”

The silence that followed your outburst was excruciating. Jimin was wide eyed as he watches you lash out on him, mouth agape and jaw stuttering before he could manage to respond.

“That’s not how I ever saw you.” His voice was soft it’s almost a whisper.

“What?” You ask.

“I never saw you as just a little sister y/n.” Jimin pauses to look at you.

You don’t understand where he’s trying to go with this but you keep mum and decide to let him talk.

“You were more than just that to me. You have no idea.” He scoffs. He keeps his eyes on you as continues to speak his mind.

“And can you please stop thinking that we’re ganging up on you. That we don’t care. That we’re out here to hurt you—God! That’s the last thing we’d ever want for you! And Tae—he’s just trying to… get me to do something about it.”

“About what?” You press him to go on.

Jimin seems hesitant to speak again but he decides it was now or never.

“Y/n, listen to me. Don’t go out with Namjoon. I—“

“Jimin, not you too! For fuck’s sake just—“

“I like you, okay!! There! I said it! I like you!” He cuts you off, hands thrown in the air.

You stop moving and breathing altogether. His sudden confession rendered you unable to speak. You didn’t really know how to respond to that. You feel like you’ve been blindsided by your best friend. You just stood there with eyes bulging, seemingly shocked at what he had just blurted out. Before you could figure out what to say, he’s talking again.

“Look, this isn't how I wanted to do this. Part of the reason Tae acted so rashly is because he knows I was supposed to tell you tonight after the movie but.. you just—I mean, you’ve started seeing people and you’re not supposed to—I mean, I can’t dictate what you can or cannot do.. but.. I haven’t… I just… I had to— God, why is this so hard!? I feel like an idiot!”

Jimin pauses to catch his breath. He rakes his fingers through his hair as frustration starts to crawl up to him.

Taking a step closer to where you’ve been frozen in place, Jimin takes your trembling hands in his. In another breath, he bares his soul to you.

“I’m in love with you y/n. I have for quite some time now. I just— I haven’t been brave enough to admit it. Even to myself. But I want to change that now. And this is me finally doing what I should have done the first time I realized it.”

Jimin watches you for any reactions. But you’re beyond speechless with how things turned out. You’re suddenly hyperaware of his existence in front you.

He’s held you like this before, so many times actually that you’ve lost count already. But the touch of his skin and the way he tightens his grip suddenly feels foreign to you. It almost feels wrong. Like he’s not supposed to hold you like this. He’s your best friend. He’s not supposed to touch you and tell you these absurd things while looking at you like… like he… like he’s actually in love with you.

“Please say something?” He demands with his voice that suddenly sounds so sweet yet yearning.

You look into his eyes as your mind goes haywire in full panic mode and all you can think of doing at the moment is the one thing you genuinely believe you’re good at—running.

And so that’s what you do. You run.

You run from this situation. From your best friend. From the feelings that suddenly feels so suffocating.

Your voice finds you as you tremble and break the contact to hastily step back into the elevator.

“I… I can’t— I can’t do this.. Jimin, I—I’m sorry.”

As you wait for the doors to close., the last image you see is Jimin’s hopeful eyes morph into pain. Like someone just ripped his heart out of his chest.

Part Three tbc.

[jmvore]

Say Yes (2) | pjm + jjk

‹ previous | next › » warning(s) › stalking, jikook missing you hours, nothing really happens » pairing(s) › jungkook x reader x jimin | student(s) x professor » word(s) › 1.1k+ » note(s) › yes. this is a repost from @/googikoo <3. also, I have to re-write the first chapter because it got lost in the void. so for now... just bare with me until I remember what the hell I wrote lol.

[01:24pm] "I miss her..." Jungkook sighs dreamily. It's their free period and what better way to spend it than watching you go about your day? You have watched them sit at your desk to grade papers, talk with other students, or just stroll around campus.

Right now, they're watching you walk down the entrance hall with one of their other professors. Professor Kim Namjoon. They know you're most likely discussing lesson plans but they can't help but feel a pang of envy when they see you with someone that isn't them.

"She's avoiding us."

Jimin stares at you until you make eye contact. Your chest rises slightly before falling, and they know you haven't forgotten what happened the last time you three were in a room together.

"She's just being shy, Hyung..." Jungkook counters but Jimin simply hums at the younger's naivety. It's cute.

You swiftly bow to excuse yourself when one of your students, Yeonjun, stops you from leaving. Jimin can see your smile is strained. He knows you know he's watching you. You leave without looking back. Jimin's gaze follows you until you are out of sight. You take a few deep breaths to regain your composure.

"Fucking Teacher's Pet..." Jimin rolls his eyes but he can't help the irritation that's bubbling up inside of him. And as you walk away with Yeonjun following close behind, it takes everything in Jimin to look away. He takes deep, sharp breaths to push that ugly green monster down.

Though, the more Jimin thinks about it, the more he notices a pattern.

Every time they see you, you're with a student or teacher. At this point, they know you're doing it intentionally. They can't blame you. In light of what happened last time, you can never be too careful. Being alone with them is something you tried to avoid. Even inside your classroom. They know this. They love watching you struggle to remain professional in their presence while their seated at their desk.

Watching.

Waiting.

You can sense the tension rising with every passing day. They know you wouldn't go to the dean for the simple fact, you don't want any of this getting out. You don't want to lose our job either.

Even though it would make it much easier for them.

"How do we get her to see us again?"

"We have to wait."

Jungkook frowns at his words. He doesn't want to wait. If he could, he would whisk you away from everything and everyone. Keep you locked away, not only for his benefit but for your safety. Jungkook knows he can't rush things. He knows he needs to give you time and space to come to terms with the situation.

But... It's hard to do that with you flaunting your curves all over campus.

They also know they can't give you too much space or you'll think they've given up on you. Which is far from the case.

Jimin hearts plummets to the floor when he realizes who you're with now. His nose twitching with irritation.

"She's with him. Again."

Jimin's expression shifted from one of contentment to one of resentment when he noticed you speaking with Professor Kim Seokjin, your spouse. His grumbling betrayed his growing frustration, his inability to tear his gaze away from the couple whose joy seemed to be exclusive.

He sighed and glances away, forlorn as he pulls out his phone to type out a message to send you.

[01:46pm] Jimin: Meet us in your office, love.

Jimin adds the pet name for shits and giggles, knowing how you feel about them when Seokjin says them to you. They watch you when you make eye contact with Jimin as he smirks. He sees you shutter before frowning at your watch.

"Hyung..." Jungkook whines, catching Jimin's attention. He can't lie, he misses you too. He can't tell you how many times he replayed that video for his viewing pleasure. He's been content with it but he'll want the real thing very soon.

You lean up to kiss your husband's cheek. Jungkook and Jimin faces twist in disgust when you mouthed the words 'I love you' to him.

Pretty soon, you'll be theirs and you’ll be saying that to them. They’ll make sure of it.

"C'mon." Jimin tugs on Jungkook's jacket as he watches you walk back toward your office. You're picking your nails. They know you're nervous.

"Where are we going, hyung?"

"To her office."

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