Jungkook was wailing at the top of his voice before Tae had nudged him ever so slightly by accident and he'd coloured out of the line. Now all was lost, everything was ruined and this pretty bunny he was colouring an odd pink colour was now deformed. "He-He-He made me--" He was too busy sobbing to get the damn words out.

Namjoon was trying to focus on texting, keeping an eye on the situation. "You're a good mom, Hobi. Watching our boys."

Yeah, he's my mom.
For 5 years straight now <3 shitty cook tho

Uuuh, like, you know. I think most of the tracks fine but you can tell he didn't have a lot of time so it's like he produced the seven songs and then the studio pushed the rest in. Then it's all generic shit.

I don't care about bitches, cash and what big things you'll buy.
Give me more feeeels.