My Stepfather...

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I stepped out of the shower and put on a hoodie dress.

I heard the front door kick open.

"MOUSIE IM HOME" I slammed open my door and ran to Jimin jumping in his arms.

"Hey mini I missed you while you were away." I fake cried.

"It's ok mouse I won't leave you."

The door opened to my moms room and we saw who walked out. Jimin and I were speechless.

"Never mind I'm out." He held up a piece sign.

"Take me with you" I cried reaching my arm out.

Mr. Kim hugged my mom and glared at me.

"How was work." Jimin came back in and sat down.

"You know the usual some little shit kids took the screws out my desk and chair and put powder to fall on me." He said sarcastically.

"We are those little shits" I said holding Jimins hand in the air.

"Yah!" My mom threw a spatula at Jimin and I.

"Mom! You can't ruin his face. That's what securing our children being gorgeous." I said and covered his face.

"That's not how that work." My mom rolled her eyes.

"I'm not having your kids." I pouted and we sat down.

"Why"

"Cause they'll get your stupidity." I pushed his chair making him fall.

"And they'll be hated by chairs if they're yours." He got up.

"Oh I forgot you were here." I looked at Mr. Kim.

He scoffed.

"You're the shit that took my bacon and my coffee." I nodded.

"And now I'm not even sorry about it." My mom glared at me.

"What he gave Jimin detention for a week and me two weeks." I said.

"Probably because of your smart ass mouth." I scoffed and pretended to be offended.

We all started eating. Why was I sitting across from Mr. Kim.

I looked up and he's just eating ignoring everything. I smirked.

I leaned over quickly and took his Kimchi.

"Yah! Aren't you on a diet or something." He glared at me. I shrugged.

"Mom how come his taste better" I looked at her and Jimin looked at me before stealing some of his.

"Mom. How could you do this to me I thought I was your favorite." Jimin whined.

"You are my favorite." I scoffed and acted offended.

"Mom I came straight from your vagina and you just disregard me for some midget that I brought home." I fake cried.

"That's why he's my favorite I didn't have to do anything." I looked at her and Jimin pushed my chair.

"I'm not a midget." He huffed.

I laid on the ground just looking at the ceiling.

"Why's everyone throwing or pushing me today" I kicked my feet but stayed on the floor.

"You're fun to push around." Jimin laughed.

"It's fun watching you drop." Mr. Kim added.

I fake cried.