"Tae, it's okay, relax." Namjoon called out with a small smile, wanting the boys to calm down. Jimin was already there, hugging Tae, so he was sure these tiny boys would all be hugging soon enough. They were like an emotional support group for the tiny and fragile. Jungkook's sobs eased up a little as he looked at the carrot, his bottom lip sticking out as he considered it.
"... You didn't draw the grass bit on top." Jungkook mumbled, turning into Hobi's shirt.
With the crisis easing out, Namjoon looked back at his phone and huffed. This guy, he talked some bullshit. Did he think knowing about contracts proved anything.
I'm not allowed, my other hyung cooks. I'm banned from cooking. And driving. And dancing.
He has to release 12 and he phones the rest in, not blaming him cause you can't make that much in the span of time but, you know.
wait, sorry, not he - you, right :P
cause you're the real deal. on grindr. for some reason.
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"... You didn't draw the grass bit on top." Jungkook mumbled, turning into Hobi's shirt.
With the crisis easing out, Namjoon looked back at his phone and huffed. This guy, he talked some bullshit. Did he think knowing about contracts proved anything.
I'm not allowed, my other hyung cooks.
I'm banned from cooking. And driving. And dancing.
He has to release 12 and he phones the rest in, not blaming him cause you can't make that much in the span of time but, you know.
wait, sorry, not he - you, right :P
cause you're the real deal. on grindr. for some reason.