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FINALE • Part 3

"I don't see that stopping you," Preeda pointed to the glass of whiskey that she carried in her slender fingers.

"I'm old enough to do whatever I want," She sounded very like Lisa, Preeda was sure her daughter told her that not too long ago. Consequently, Grandma walked over to Jungkook, patting his arm. "Is that old lady fighting you, son?"

"I'm not sure, Grandma," Jungkook confessed.

"She is," Lisa confirmed. "She wants to send Jungkook and Jimin Oppa to a hotel, Grandma. APPARENTLY our really precarious house is too small to handle them. You know, we all sleep in the same room, sharing the same bed because we can't afford more," she communicated with a lot of drama but with a touch of resignation, like someone who is used to misery. "Don't worry about it Grandma, I will let you sleep in the middle between me and Mom and Dad because you're old and you can't fall down from the only bed we have because you know we're too poor to have more. Try to sleep a lot because tomorrow we won't have enough to afford breakfast, our last can of tun- "

"Oh my God, just shut up," Preeda told her, rubbing her forehead wearily.

"Don't feel embarrassed about our situation mom! We're poor but very proud!"

Jimin came walking from the hall with a laugh that he couldn't help, in his hands, he was carrying Luca. In the weeks that passed, he had grown a lot and apparently, he loved Jimin. Which Jungkook looked at with much indignation.

He had bottle-fed that little furball and had never gotten a single purr, just scratches and screams on his face.

"Hide the cat, Oppa!" Lisa warned him. "We don't want the temptation to be close when we're so hungry," she pouted, placing a dramatic hand on her forehead. "Sometimes we go through so much hunger that even our pets seem appetizing, it's crazy! Because look at Leo! He's starving! You can see his ribs and everything!"

Jungkook covered his mouth to keep from laughing, he didn't want to be dismembered by Preeda who was near throwing something at her daughter.

"For God's sake, where did you find that Whiskey?" the woman asked her mother, fed up with her daughter's games.

Smiling, the grandmother nodded. "Let's get some more in the kitchen"

"Amazing," Preeda sighed and looked at her daughter, leaning against her boyfriend's chest, her arms around her waist. "Go to sleep you two. Jimin, goodnight. Nam, have a good rest, my dear. Tomorrow we will have breakfast at 9, okay?"

Everyone nodded as if she were a general but only Lisa had the audacity to greet her like an obedient soldier. When she finished with her antics, she took Jungkook's hand and pulled him up the stairs. Preeda narrowed her eyes, genuinely offended.

Did that brat think she was going to let them do what she knew very well they wanted to do?

Preeda might be a snobby bitch with a stick up her ass but she wasn't unaware of her daughter's sexuality or the obvious sexual tension that had existed all night between those two. For God's sake, watching them eat together was painful. They didn't stop touching and looked at each other as if it were heat season in the jungle. She was afraid of getting distracted and then finding them in a compromising position on the table.

"Pranpriya!"

Lisa stopped and therefore Jungkook, already almost reaching the second floor with Luca in his arms, Jimin also stopped. The talk they had been having died too.

"Don't you dare to go to his room and he won't be in yours," She warned her with a demanding look, pointing at her with her index finger.

"What? Why?" Lisa sounded terribly childish when she complained. Wearing high heels and her elegant cocktail dress she stomped down the steps, keeping a frown on her forehead. "Why can't I go to his room?"