(A/N: I wasn't showing Bella much in the book because Foxes don't live enough till 12 or 15 years. They have short life span, not more than 3 or 4 years or something but Bella is still alive in my book. Hehe... because I love Bella, though, I wasn't showing her in the book, thinking Faari you must depict that she is dead by now in the book but I love her and want to keep her. It's fictional anyway so, Let's ignore all the facts. We are keeping Bella forever)

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"Mom, don't start again over this, please" Taehyung complained while rolling his eyes as he walked up to the kitchen of his house, being in his black silk robe and pajamas, revealing his naked front chest and abdomen since his robe wasn't tied properly.

"I am fucking sick of you, Taehyung" Taehyung's mother complained back, being in her black dress-suit.

"I am sick of you too, Jacqueline" He repeated, boringly.

"Aren't you getting too under the influence of your cousin?" She demanded an answer while grabbing Taehyung's arm and Jimin walked into Taehyung's house with a bored pout, being in his blue jeans capri pants and baby blue tunnel top.

"Did I ever ask how many paramours and girlfriends you have?" Taehyung talked back to his mother, snatching his hand back from his mother.

"Oh damn, I am not forbidding you to keep girls around, I am not often nice to you, you know that, don't you?" His mother threateningly mentioned.

Jimin just tiptoed with his barefeet and stood behind them but both of them were busy quarreling.

"Of course, mother" Taehyung noted sarcastically.

"Then, I want a marriage. A prince Coatyl and a caring spouse for you by the end of this week. Are we clear?" She ordered.

"You know a Coatyl can't keep side chicks while being married" Taehyung complained.

"Exactly, that's why I never get married again either but I once did and had you. And, it is time, We need a baby Tae running around again"

"Never! what's up with you two sisters ruining lives around" Taehyung stated while making a cup of coffee for himself.

"I am nothing like my sister, Taehyung and you know that"

"Mom, It is so boring as a Coatyl to get married. 70% of the Coatyls are unmarried. Even Han who is kind of a wise man and had higher GPA than me is still unmarried because he knows life with a one person for ever is so fucked up. It isn't happening anytime sooner"

Jimin sucked on a pink popsicle he had as he hear them fight, walking after them with his tiptoe walk.

"Taehyung, I am giving you a week..." She threatened.

"You are back with the tone, I see..." Taehyung added while crossing his arms over his chest. Stubbornly.

"Either a marriage or I will snatch the title of a Coatyl from you. You aren't working like you should for the family either. Any of your cousins can take your place easily" She shrugged.

"But, if you will die out of some fucked misery before choosing anyone, Taehyung will automatically be the leader and he wouldn't have to get married either" Jimin finally broke into their conversation, getting their attention, with his cute knowledge.

"Oh, Butterfly? We didn't see you" Taehyung's mother started out of surprise.

"Of course, you didn't" Jimin added sassily.

"Guess our baby bubbles have a plan to save Taehyung's ass" Taehyung snickered.

"And is shoeless again" Taehyung's mother boringly commented with a sigh as she looked down at Jimin's feet.

Jimin uttured a giggle and tried to hide his foot by another until Taehyung's mother stuffed her hand into her pants' pocket and took out a baby pink pair of fuzzy socks with white butterflies printed.

"That's okay, I keep his fuzzy socks everywhere too," Taehyung broke in while opening a drawer and taking out a pair of white fluffy socks too those had pink butterflies printed all over.

And at the same time as his mother, as if it was everyone's habit to keep Jimin's fuzzy socks with them.

"Come here, Bubbles" Taehyung started, while approaching Jimin and patting the kitchen counter for Jimin to sit on.

"No!..." Jimin screamed while abruptly trying to run away but Taehyung grabbed him by his waist before Jimin could escape. Making Jimin to keep screaming and wiggle his legs as Taehyung managed to make him sit on the kitchen counter and Taehyung's mother began struggling to make Jimin wear those socks while trying to cover her ears in the process due to Jimin's never-ending screams.

Until, Taehyung raised a big chocolate bar infront of Jimin whose scream vanished as he forgot about the socks and accepted the chocolate positively with a grin. Letting Jacqueline slide the socks up on his toes gently one by one.

"But, Jungkook shouldn't know about this" Taehyung instructed to Jimin who giggled.

"I don't know about it either" Jimin winked at Taehyung, excitedly unwrapping the chocolate bar.

"I should get going..." Jacqueline started. "A week, Taehyung. Get yourself a spouse in a week or I will find any son or daughter of a bitch to make you wed to, by this sunday!" She announced while poking Taehyung's chest, making Taehyung to dumbfoundedly watch her go.

"Your life seems fucked," Jimin commented casually while muching on the velvet chocolate and his popsicle all together one by one.

"Thank you, bubbles" Taehyung sighed while pouring his untouched coffee into the sink. As if his mood to have it was ruined.

"Oh, Taehyung, I need help" Jimin suddenly remembered.

"I need that too. Do you know any sexy woman who could act like my wife and I pay her for that? You are in acting school, aren't you?" Taehyung asked instead, cutting Jimin off.

"Um... for your age, only one of my professor will work" Jimin slurped on the popsicle with a pout. Being seated at Taehyung's kitchen counter still.

"Is she sexy?" Was all Taehyung asked.

"You mean beautiful? She kind of is but she has two kids, how long is the segment?" Jimin asked innocently.

"Segment?"

"I mean how long she has to act the role of your wife? 30 minutes, an hour, two hours? She must have to take care of her children too at home and she works too so, pick a time in the evening, Tomorrow?" Jimin added.

"Oh Bubbles, it isn't going to be of a day. I want her to be my fake wife infront of my mother so, Jacqueline calms her ass down and doesn't snatch my title of Coatyl. I have just this week. I want a fake wife until I finally get someone I prefer to marry for real or until Jacqueline dies"

"Do we have a plan to kill Jacqueline?" Jimin wondered.

"We don't kill our mothers, Bubbles"

"How could I know, I don't have one" Jimin replied with a shrug and a sad pout.

"Don't be sad, don't you have your Sire?" Taehyung coeed while pinching Jimin's cheek.

"Oh yes, I do!" Jimin got all happy and excited again. "So... you want her to live here with you and keep acting? Then, I don't think her husband will allow that"

"Just fine some other chick, baby. You can do that"

"Sire says chicks die so easily, I don't think you will be able to take care of it without a hen..."

"I meant a woman. Chick means a woman, Jimin" 

"His vocabulary is out of this world" Jimin talked to himself. "Chick is equal to Woman" Jimin tried to learn.

"And don't let anyone know about this secret fake marriage contract act role thing okay?" Taehyung whisperedly added.

"Not even to Sire? But that's wrong" Jimin complained.

"Fine, tell Sire but just Sire. You got it?"

"Yup. Now listen to my problem" Jimin attentively started.

"What sort?"

"I think my body is acting weird. I think I am sick"

"I am a psychiatrist, not a doctor. Where is Han?"

"Aren't all sort of doctors are general physicians first?" Jimin tilted his head, confused.

"I wasn't good at university"

"It is serious, Taehyung. It just clicked to my mind right now and Han is gone for some work. You are the second last best doctor I know so..."

"Do I have any self respect in this life" Taehyung muttered to himself. "Who is the last best, by the way?"

"Your mother, since I was nine" Jimin replied and Taehyung just blinked his eyes at him. "She told Sire that I shouldn't eat flowers and for a fact, Sire didn't even know I was eating them"

"We were at your problem" Taehyung noted.

"Oh, yes, Something weird is happening to my body... I look for it in the book but there is nothing..." Jimin clutched onto his own cropped top's fabric.

"Book? What book?" Taehyung looked dumbfounded about Jimin's purple book.

"You won't understand it... last night, as usual I took the Butterfly drink..."

"Butterfly drink?"

"You know that pink drink Sire had ordered Frosts to formulate. It doesn't make you that drunk and is perfectly healthy to consume because it was invented for me on my eighteen birthday as my first narcotic consumption ceremony"

"Oh yeah, I remember. And?"

"But last night, it felt different. My body was different" Jimin tried to explain.

"What else had happened beside the drink? You just drank it and it eat something furthermore?..."

"No. I was just drunk but was all fine until Sire touched me" Jimin added and Taehyung froze.

"Once Sire held me, I was not myself anymore. My breath quickened, the back of my throat was processing a yearning soft voice, I was attracted to smells, his smell and was feeling like to get hold so bad. By him. Tightly. Very, very, and very tight" Jimin explained and Taehyung just looked down at the kitchen counter with a frown, listening carefully.

"Some sort of bubbles erupt in my upper stomach... as if my heart was sinking but that's not even the problem..." Jimin fussed.

"And what else is the problem?" Taehyung asked with his keen eyes until Jimin leaned into Taehyung's ear.

"I felt my man-part getting stiff" Jimin whispered to him.

"Huh?" Taehyung's eyes widened.

"You wanna see it?" Jimin asked while grabbing his own waistband and pulling it to Taehyung.

"No, No, No..." Taehyung abruptly grabbed Jimin's hands on his pants. "I don't want to see it"

"It was hard but now it's all back to normal. I didn't even tell Sire or Han. I don't know how to say this that Sire touched me and my man-part moved... It sounds so not nice to say" Jimin looked stressed and Taehyung just blinked his eyes at Jimin as if his brain had stopped processing.

"Did it happen before? Does it happen Often?" Taehyung asked, with his perplexed self.

"No... it happened last night for the first time" Jimin replied with his innocent blinking back at Taehyung. "I didn't even know my man-part could do that" Jimin looked scared.

And, Taehyung grabbed Jimin's shoulders with his both hands.

"Bubbles, it means..." Taehyung started, almost as if he was talking to himself.

Yes, Taehyung did actually realize that Jimin's love for Jungkook wasn't a baby whine anymore at all. He indeed looks upto Jungkook as a man. As a lover. A real love.

A Marriage appropriate attachment.

"You are really... fond of Jungkook as a man" Was all Taehyung mumbled out as if he was talking to himself.

"I know my cousin is a little cracked but he isn't a pedophile at all but still... where did he touch you last night?" Taehyung asked and Jimin touched his own legs up to his thighs and then upto hips with his nails just like how Jungkook was doing last night and then Jimin hug himself like Jungkook did and then he lost track so he added;

"Everywhere"

"Okay, don't tell anyone the question I am asking right now, I want an answer as a yes or a no. Nothing else" Taehyung whisperedly and Jimin nodded attentively.

"Okay. I am ready!" As if it was a game for him.

"Does Sire touches you near or on your man-part?" Taehyung asked with a deep frown.

"Nope" Jimin shook his head in denial.

"Never till now?" Taehyung emphasized.

"As far as I remember... Nope" Jimin added and Taehyung released a heavy pant as if he was holding his breath.

"Thank Lord, Thank Lord, Thank Lord..." Taehyung patted his own chest with a relief sigh.

"But, I think it is about the immune injection" Jimin stated out of nowhere.

"Immune injection?" Taehyung sounded concern again.

"The injection Sire has been giving me to make my immune system stronger since I was sixteen. Yesterday morning, I was peeking from my one eye and saw Hana wasting the injection out of the window Sire have installed for fresh air for my skin. I don't know why but whenever Hana doesn't inject me, I feel this weird things in my body upon Sire's touch" Jimin told Taehyung who just looked back at Jimin expressionlessly with a sudden unsettled look on his face.

"Now, listen to me, stop chewing your lip and when Han comes back send him to me. Also, don't tell him or Sire or anyone anything what you just told me, okay?" Taehyung stated after a moment of long serious silence and Jimin nodded.

"Okay. But what is wrong with me?"

"Nothing, baby, you are growing up so, it is normal" Taehyung still looked anxious, mentally.

"Normal for a man-part to move on its own? Because I wasn't controlling it. Sire says we can't move or control muscles... then, who is controlling it? Somebody else is controlling my man-part? Someone is inside my body?! Or maybe someone is inside my man-part!" Jimin exclaimed, looking panicked.

"No, No, No... calm down, no one is inside your body and no one is controlling your man-part. I will write some prescription and you will be alright" Taehyung faked assuredly with a smile.

"I guess it's okay, now go back home. Without a pout or Sire will demand an answer from me" Taehyung instructed, fixing Jimin's pout by squeezing his cheeks.

"Fine" Jimin jumped down from the counter with a wide grin and jogged away, showing his fake grin to the world so, Sire knows he was all fine, making Taehyung to smile until Jimin left, turning Taehyung's soft smile into a concern serious face.

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Jimin was all happily running inside Jungkook's mansion upto his room until he opened his bedroom door to find Jungkook sitting on his bed already.

Dressed up in a black suit over white dress shirt under his black vest.

Jungkook processed a smile at Jimin and raised something up from the bed, which was practically a fancy hanger carrying a beautiful black sparkling jumpsuit of Jimin's size.

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Jimin was sitting at a white fancy clothed dinner table of two, in a beautiful huge hall of a luxurious restaurant, all empty.

He was in that same beautiful black one-shoulder sparkling jumpsuit, his blonde hair parted and a tender black crystal chain around his forehead dangling tiniest silver stars.

His Black Butterfly eyeliner on the either corners of his eyes was a little exaggerated tonight with rhinestones decorated over, when he was looking down at his food which was some expensive haute cuisine.

Jimin that look up at Jungkook who was sitting right infront of him at the same table. Being in a white dress shirt, not wearing his coat anymore, staring into Jimin's existence with a serious face until Jimin looked up at him, making Jungkook to force his creepy smile.

"What's wrong, baby? Don't wanna eat it?" Jungkook broke the silence between them.

"I was wondering..." Jimin started with a confused pout.

"Since when my butterfly began wondering?" Jungkook asked and then looked at Han who was standing in a black suit right in a corner. Han just broke the eye-contact and looked down abruptly.

"You never take me out on dinners until it's Saturday but it's tuesday and we're out" Jimin added.

"So... you are telling me that Sire is mean and he doesn't take his butterfly out often" Jungkook demanded an answer.

"Kind of" Jimin shrugged while crossing his arms over his chest and Jungkook snickered.

"I see..." Jungkook uttured with a nod. "So, what did he whisper?" Jungkook asked out of nowhere and Jimin looked around.

"Who?" Jimin dumbfoundedly asked.

"That foreigner. Oliver Smith's younger brother" Jungkook emphasized, not having a smile at all this time.

"I don't remember... much"

"I know you much do. The pink Butterfly drink doesn't hold such capacity to make anyone enough drunk to forget" Jungkook told him and Jimin just looked at him.

"It was pointless anyways. I didn't even understand a thing and..."

"I am not asking what you understood, I am asking what actually he said" Jungkook sounded a little displeased, rather mad but kept a wide smile on his face.

"Your food is getting cold..." Jimin tried.

"Just tell me, pretty" Jungkook cut him off as if he was impatient to know but was acting calm.

"He said;'You are so beautiful, I want to fuck you right now, wanna hook up in the corner?" Jimin narrated and Jungkook just looked at Jimin and then poked his inner cheek with his tongue.

"I think it was a question to hangout so, I shook my head as in no" Jimin shrugged while looking down and Jungkook's frown soften.

"Come by here on Sire, baby" Jungkook patted his own thigh for Jimin who stood up from his chair to sat on Jungkook's lap casually while resting his arm around Jungkook's neck on his shoulder.

Jungkook grabbed Jimin's other hand and raised it up to place a kiss on the back of his hand.

"I promise, it won't happen again" Jungkook whispered to Jimin while pecking Jimin's right moon eye softly. Making Jimin to squeeze close his eyes with a simper.

"I know" Jimin whispered back and smiled as he pecked Jungkook's cheek back.

"Is something else bothering here?" Jungkook asked while tapping Jimin's forehead with his black painted nail' finger, twice.

"I... I don't want you to get married" Jimin mumbled while looking into Jungkook's eyes.

"Why so?" Jungkook asked while caressing Jimin's cheek.

"Because..." Jimin started with his voice trembling a little. 'Grab him and tell him that you love him as a man' Han's words began echoing in Jimin's mind. Though, Han was looking at Jimin with his hopeful eyes. "Because I love you" Jimin whispered while looking down and Jungkook uttured a loud laugh.

"Of course, you do. But my pretty baby doesn't have to think a lot about it. If I will ever get married, she must know that you will always love me" Jungkook replied and Jimin's eyes began forming tears but he controlled them.

He just fake a smile to Jungkook as if he was so happy with Jungkook's plans and leaned his face into Jungkook's shoulder. "Sometimes, what we want is out of reach while being so close and maybe that's what life is, My Sire" Jimin whispered and Jungkook just looked up at Han.

As if they were talking through their eyes when Jungkook glared at Han.

"Sire, it's here" Jin broke in with a bow and Jimin lifted his head up from Jungkook's embrace.

"What's here?" Jimin asked, curious and Jungkook gestured Jin to bring 'it' inside.

"Have a look yourself, my gorgeous doll" Jungkook assured while patting Jimin's stomach twice to make Jimin stand up from Jungkook's lap to witness  Jin carrying a folded baby blanket as a wrap in his arms but it looked all empty  until Jimin excitedly went closer.

Jimin witnessed a black tender small baby bat wrapped in that baby cover, staring at Jimin with its huge pretty eyes.

"A baby bat? I always wanted it" Jimin looked all excited while abruptly securing it from Jin's arm to his own protectively.

"A baby for a baby" Jungkook fixed Jimin hair and pecked his cheekbone. "But just don't feed him your blood" Jungkook instructed and Jimin couldn't stop grinning wide with happiness as he nods, gently caressing the bat's small head with his finger.

"How about you play with your new pet and Hana and I talk business for a while, will you?" Jungkook added and Jimin approved as he pecked Jungkook's cheek happily.

And Han just gulped as Jungkook looked at him with a tilted head.

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Han was thrown onto a bathroom sink counter top with his nose bleeding and Jungkook yanked his hair back.

"Sire, I swear, I inject him..." Han tried to explain but didn't dare to grab Jungkook's hand clutched onto his hair. "My Sire, I promise I injected him..."

"The day I came back from Seongnam, he wasn't himself, that night he was talking so mature. He told me how everything is written and he wasn't the baby, I know. You don't inject him when I am not around!" Jungkook yelled at him. "And now, again he was talking so different. He said he was wandering. My baby doesn't wander, he doesn't ask questions, he doesn't demand answers, he just loves!" Jungkook added while grabbing Han's neck, as if he was choking him.

"He is changing. I was promised he will remain my baby forever. If you fail, I will wipe each and every Coatyl off this world, you understand that!?" Jungkook asked and Han abruptly nodded.

"I understand the assignment, my Sire... maybe the formula has lost its strength on him" Han lied as Jungkook let him go, making Han to cough while grabbing his own neck, panting hard.

"But... it is wrong to try controlling his mental age and sexual instincts like this... he may behave like a child by mind but it will indeed have a wrong affect on his brain... He is becoming emotionless. He began talking like a robot because the drugs don't let him think enough. I am afraid he will stop talking or understanding simple situations soon if we'll continue giving him the injection" Han tried in a low voice.

"So, you are telling me that I am harming my baby?" Jungkook raised his eyebrow at him.

"Definitely not, My Sire. But more Jimin's body will grow in a mature man, his brain and feelings won't understand his desires and then he cries for hours because he thinks how his body is reacting is wrong" Han hesitantly mentioned in a polite voice and Jungkook just looked at him with a frown.

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Being in his classroom, Jimin had his head rested on his class desk.

A teardrop rolled down from his eye to the desk and created a bubble on the surface. His butterfly eyeliner was a little smudged.

Jimin's professor was giving a lecture to the rest of the class but Jimin was just looking out of the classroom's glassed window that was kind of foggy due to the air conditioner of the classroom.

Nobody was disturbing Jimin, obviously, they couldn't dare to.

Jimin was just watching out to the window with his teary eyes until he spotted Jihyun who stood by a wall all alone to take out a white envelope from his lavender bagpack with a stressful facial expression as he sobbed by the wall. Had held his mouth from his palm to suppress his cry.

Jimin sit up with a frown as he wiped his own tears. Watching Jihyun walking away.

Jimin stood up from his seat to reveal his black dress shirt not showing any of his skin, over sparkling lilac pants with black boots. And his butterfly bellychain was now tuck on his pants waistband.

Hoseok was snoring with his head fell back being beside Jimin so, Jimin tiptoed off the seat and escaped the classroom.

Following Jihyun who happened to track Jimin to the principal office.

Jimin hid behind a wall until Jihyun knocked the door of the office and got inside.

"Is he getting expelled because of me?" Jimin wondered to himself with a guilty pout and leaned his ear to the office's closed door to listen.

"I am sorry, Principal Seon, I have to redraw out my admission form..." Jimin heard Jihyun's sad voice.

Jimin frowned and barged into the office with the door wide, making the principal to get startled with a hitched breath as soon as he met Jimin's glare.

"M-Mr. Jeon, is e-everything okay? You know, you can tell me first instead of calling..."

"I am not Mr. Jeon yet. But, thanks for the compliment" Jimin sharply replied.

"Is this fucking asshole daring to expel you?" Jimin demanded an answer from Jihyun while pointing the principal out.

"No. I am not..." The Principal tried while hiding his already bandaged hands.

"I wonder if I can see myself talking to you" Jimin sarcastically cut his Principal's sentence off with a sassy 'thinking hard' pout.

Jihyun just blinked his eyes at Jimin's blunt sassiness infront of THE PRINCIPAL who could expel him off, until Jimin snatched that envelope Jihyun was holding.

Jihyun, being an introvert fella, remained froze as Jimin tore the envelope open by his teeth to read.

But, As Jimin do so, Jimin's black dress shirt from the stomach tremble until Jimin grabbed it. "It isn't something to eat, Marama" Jihyun saw Jimin whisperedly talking to his shirt.

"Not able to continue the semester?" Jimin questioned as he read Jihyun's application. "Is it because of me?" Jimin took the whole grey cloud of guilt over his head, that was lightening and now was raining on Jimin's heart.

Until Jihyun shook his head in denial. "I can't afford it. I can't pay for the semester anymore... guess, it is better to say that theater schools are only for rich" Jihyun replied as a mumble as he kept looking down.

Jimin snapped his head to the principal who shook his head in denial, he himself didn't know why.

"Spare his fee" Jimin demanded.

"Mr. Jeon... No, not Mr. Jeon yet. The campus isn't mine. I don't own the place" The Principal hesitantly stated.

"Then call the one who owns, here for me" Jimin ordered.

"Chairman Han is out of city"

"Han? When did the dude owned the place without telling me and he is flirting with a teacher downstairs"

"Not the Han with a scar across his face, he is a different person" The Principal noted.

"Oh... different person, I see..." Jimin pouted. "I have an idea" Jimin made a sudden face of realization as he looked down at his own fingers displaying atleast four of his white diamonds' wedding rings.

"This is one of my fake engagement ring but the diamond is real. You can keep it..." Jimin decided while offering a ring of his to Jihyun.

Jihyun just looked at Jimin who had an innocent assured smile, Jihyun's eyes began filling up with tears as he abruptly wrapped his arms around Jimin's neck and hugged him to cry. Not that Jihyun was about to take Jimin's ring. Obviously, he was a guy with manners and morals but Jimin's innocence touched his heart. The latter was ready to give away his engagement ring.

Jimin abruptly grabbed Marama into his shirt to not let him get out into his defense mode against Jihyun.

"It's okay, don't cry. I will get a new ring this Saturday again" Jimin stated assuringly.

Jihyun shook his head as he let Jimin go and wiped his tears. "I can't take your engagement ring but thank you so much"

"What? Wait... you don't?"

"I am sorry, I can't. Thank you so much"

"Umm... fine then, Silly, I want you to take this ring and go down to the parking to the man with a scar across his face, show him the ring and ask for as much money you want upon the Butterfly's credit. I still have seventeen million won to spend this month from my pocket money" Jimin suggested instead, too eager to help.

"That's... still so sweet of you. But, I can't take your money"

"Why not?"

"Because it's not ethical. Accepting money for no course of work in exchange. It's not earning for any sort of hard work and is morally wrong. We barely know each other and..."

"Really? But I never deny when Sire give me money for no work in exchange. But, I opened a bottle for him once, if that counts..." Jimin wondered, confused.

"It was nice meeting you," Was all Jihyun mumbled and bowed slightly as he turned to leave with his mild walk"

"Wait... maybe I have another idea" Jimin abruptly cheered up with another solution, blocking Jihyun's way. "Will you do an act role for money? We are asking for something in exchange so... it wouldn't be having money for nothing. Isn't it?" Jimin looked so proud over his clever brain and Jihyun just blinked his wide eyes at him. Dumbfounded.

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