CHAPTER TWO

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Singularity
Chapter Two
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" bangtan + babie🥺 "

twin💗
okay when are you losers getting
back to the dorms. we're starving.

chef seokjin👨🏼‍🍳
i need my assistant to start lunch

babie🥺
we're coming, oppa! we had to stop
and pet a dog first!!

vante🖌
it was literally the cutest thing.
hyungs, i think yeontan needs a
friend

babie🥺
😱😱😱😱😱
YES

crab god🦀
NO

vante🖌
buzzkill :(

twin💗
can you two just hurry it up.
jungkook-ah keeps trying to eat all
of my snacks

guk🦎
am not!

babie🥺
hey! that's my job!

guk🦎
learn to share. gosh.

babie🥺
kookie, i've been sharing everything
my whole life. i'm a twin to a brat.

twin💗
YAH
hyungs!!!

your angel😇
hi, sunny!

twin💗
she's evil 😡

babie🥺
hi, hoseok oppa💜

crab god🦀
jimin, stop whining. you're a twin.

meow meow🐱
why is my name this?

your angel😇
its cute!

twin💗
blame, chinsun

guk🦎
good one, noona

babie🥺
it fits you, yoonie 🥺

meow meow🐱
i question my loyalty towards you

vante🖌
we're walking up!

chef seokjin👨🏼‍🍳
its about time my favorite child arrives

vante🖌
awe, hyung🥺

chef seokjin👨🏼‍🍳
not you. sunny.

babie🥺
IM HERE





CHINSUN RUSHED into the room as soon as Taehyung unlocked the front door. Only three of the boys were in the sitting area, while Jimin's familiar whining was echoing from his bedroom. After he finished, she could distinctly recognize Jungkook shouting in defense. "Hi!" she chirped, launching herself onto the couch right next to Yoongi. He groaned as she latched her arms around his shoulders, ignoring his false look of detest. "Get off, weirdo," he muttered, though he fought the urge to smile. Jin stood from his seat on the loveseat with a beaming smile. "Come along, my prodigy. We have lunch to make." She unwound her arms from Yoongi and pushed herself back onto her feet.

"Is noona here?" she heard Jungkook question, and soon the door was flung open. Her twin stepped out first, Jungkook trailing behind with his beaming, bunny like smile. "Kook-ah!" she giggled as the boy ran into her open arms. It didn't take him much to lift her from the ground and spin her around. She gripped his biceps and gave them a tight squeeze. "Look at you!" His cheeks burned red as he smiled. She stood on her toes to ruffle the boy's hair. "What's for lunch?" he asked as he followed Chinsun into the kitchen. "Mm, probably ramen," she answered, pursing her thin lips. "I'm in the mood for ramen."

          "You're always in the room for ramen!" Jimin shouted from the sitting room, his legs tucked beneath him as he curled into the side of the couch. She rolled her eyes, pulling out a pot to boil the water. Seokjin had already began pulling out different vegetables, placing them on the wooden cutting board. She waddled over to the sink and flipped the faucet on, filling the pot with water. "You can never go wrong with a pot of ramen," she argued. "Unless you're Namjoon." The boys snickered at the mention of their beloved leader who was still stuck in his studio. "Yah! He's not here to defend himself!" Jin scolded the girl, although his luscious lips were pulled back into an amused grin.

          "Where is the god of destruction?" Jungkook rose a single brow in questioning. "God of destruction?" he asked. Chinsun giggled at the nickname Army had given the leader of the group. "It's an inside joke between the fans," she replied as she turned off the faucet. With wobbly steps, she crossed the kitchen to place the full pot onto the burner. "Ah, so you're an Army." Jungkook slid onto the counter beside Chinsun. His lips pulled up into a side smirk as he stared back at her blushing cheeks. "Shut it, Jeon. Of course I'm Army. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't support your career?" He chuckled at the redness of her cheeks. Jin patted her head with a knowing smile. "You're a great friend. You truly are the better Park twin."

          "Hey!" Jimin whined in his thick, Busan Satori accent. Chinsun beamed, moving from the stove to retrieve the noodles from the pantry. "They're both annoying," Yoongi commented. The small brunette skipped over toward the male, snatching his hate from his head. "My point exactly!" he shouted as she pulled the black beanie over her own head. Jin began chopping the green onion and garlic cloves. "So, about movie night tonight," Chinsun began, breaking the noodles and slipping them into the bubbling pot. "I don't think I'll be able to make it." Jungkook pouted from his spot on the counter. "Why not? You never skip movie night!" She mentally cursed herself. He's right.

          "Um, I just... I'm not feeling it tonight. I'm not feeling well," she lied. She stirred the noodles as Jin slid the chopped green onions in. "We can take care of you," the eldest of the group responded, his brows puckered. She pursed her lips. "I don't want to be a bother." — "Too late!" Jimin joked as his childish giggle escaped past his lips. She rolled her eyes at her brother's stupidity. "You can stay in Jimin's room and we can make you soup." She quickly shook her head. "It's not... It's not that I'm sick! I–I'm bleeding!" Her cheeks turned two shades darker as the boys in front of her stared wide eyed. "B–Bleeding?" Jin repeated, gulping. She covered her face with her hands in embarrassment.

"I think you've broken Jungkook," Taehyung exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen. He waved his large in front of the maknae's blank face with a chuckle. Jin turned back to the vegetables still needing to be chopped. "Stir the noodles, Sunny," he told the girl. She quickly complied. The room fell silent besides Taehyung chewing obnoxiously from a bag of chips. He stood next to Jungkook, who still looked blankly toward the ground. "It's a natural thing, Jungkook-ah," he began. Jungkook shouted, covering his ears. "Yah! I don't want to hear that!" Chinsun blushed harder at the reaction from Jungkook. "TMI, noona." He shook his head slowly. "TMI." She shoved his shoulder before dropping her head in shame. "You're upsetting her!" Tae told the maknae.

Jin snickered from his spot and picked up the cutting board, scraping the garlic into the pot. He then began to gather the seasonings. "I'm sorry for sharing too much," she voiced. She let go of the wooden spoon, turning to face the males in the room. "I just think it'll be best if I skip tonight." Taehyung patted the girl's head with a sympathetic smile. "Its okay, Chinsunie. Get plenty of rest and don't forget to take medicine for the pain." She nodded, wrapping her arms around Tae's waist as she hugged him. "Well, go and sit. I'll call you in when lunch is finished." — "Thank you, oppa!" Taehyung, Chinsun, and Jungkook moved back into the sitting area. Sunny plopped back down beside Yoongi, Tae sitting in the small chair and Jungkook resting beside Jimin.

A comfortable silence overtook the room. Chinsun slumped against the couch, listening to Jin hum in the kitchen, with a big smile on her face. She didn't know what she would do without these boys by her side.

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