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small sounds coming from downstairs, that had came from his mom, made jungkook cringe and grab is earphones followed by his phone, steadily, he sat back down, careful not to puncture the bruise on his stomach.

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"okay, next."

and soon after, he was onto the more gloomy character.

"park jimin,
angel of bangtan.
chim chim
hair color is blonde
likes : to laugh
height is 5'8 (173 cm)"

and finally, jungkook clicked on the last character.

"kim taehyung,
alien of bangtan
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hair color is silver
likes : to rap but he cant
height is 5'10 (178 cm)"

the screen had averted to the characters all facing jungkook.

"and you are..... (insert name)"

"hmmm......."

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jungko|

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jungkook|

jungkook pressed enter,

"oh we know"

had popped up on the screen making the child a shivering mess.

"this is kind of creepy. i like it."

it gave him a few questions to answer, to which he did, the system finalized his report,

"jeon jungkook,
baby of bangtan.
golden maknae
hair color is caramel dark brown
likes : to eat / work out
height is 5'10 (178 cm)"

"ahh yeah-..." he smiled

"jungkook, how about kookie? thats cute."

the leader of bangtan had spoken in text, jungkook blushing lightly for some unknown odd reason

"what now?" jungkook furrowed his brows.

"jungkook!" the door had opened, jungkook shutting his laptop down swiftly, two people stood by his door.

"is that porn, boy? how many chicks?" the drunk man chuckled.

his mother looking at him with a suspicious glance.

"were going out today, the casino is having a drawing for who knows how much money, well be back in a week." his mother had stood there.

an awkward tension of them staring at one another while the drunk man smokes is all that could be seen.

"okay." jungkook replied

"what happened to your face?" his mother questioned.

"ran into a pole."

"thats one lucky pole." the man had chuckled again.

jungkooks mother shutting the door, while jungkook slowly opened his laptop.

"left already? so soon so soon, you havent even fed taehyungie, hes being a brat."

"i have to feed them? i didnt know i was going to be raising them!" jungkook groaned, his eyes fixated on the many foods on the table.

"i whipped these up just for you to feed those muts- everyday i do the work and no one helps me!" the text showed jin with his hands on his hips and eyebrows down in a glare,

jungkook chuckled, clicking on the food and dragging it in the living room where taehyung laid crying on the floor.

digital hearts had appeared as soon as he received the food.

"i wuv you kookie!" taehyung was seen with his mouth moving and muffled words escaping, but there wasnt any sound. just text.

on the corner, a meter, shaped like a ruler, with a heart at the top, had popped from the side of the screen

the meter had seem to risen a small inch

"fill the meter, by taking care of the boys."

"what happens if i reach the top?" jungkook questioned.

the meter seemed to have a stop of 24 dashes, each dash being filled by the amount of care taking jungkook does,

the first being, to feed taehyung.

with ultimate determination, jungkook had a weekend, he wanted to fill the meter.

something about accomplishment made him all bashful. plus he was a curious little
boy.

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going back to love yourself her era with these hair colors-

vote u bitch.