《39》Bananamilk and Handcuffs

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I mean... it's in the title, sooo...

But nevertheless:

The things we need to clean our souls after this.

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And yes, it is also time for:

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And yes, it is also time for:

Finally, the universe actually listened to one of my requests

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Finally, the universe actually listened to one of my requests.

It wasn't like I didn't like my Hyung's and Lian hanging around, but after what happened today, this couldn't have had better timing.

Tae had taken Lian on a date.
And by date I meant he took her to fuck over some rich dude we had had on our list for a while now.

Everything was planned, ready and for them to enjoy.
I wasn't worried in the least.

Lian would do just fine and enjoy herself immensely, that I was sure of.

And judging by the way Tae had looked at her in her sheer silver dress... I had a feeling he would have much fun too.

Hoseok, Jin and Yoongi had excused themselves earlier to go on a party over at NCT's compound, yelling us goodbyes while dressed like the dashing three models they were.

Namjoon- he had only said there was something he needed to do and left.
He did that sometimes.
And though it bugged me to no end and my curiosity was near exploding, I never asked.
None of us did.

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