Yoongi smiled looking at the two happy boys. He had helped move Taehyung things over to a Jungkooks house. Jiyeon was at a friends house so the move would be a little easier.

"So Jeon how did you afford this nice house?"

Jungkook turned to look at Yoongi and offered him a large bunny smile.

"My parents bought it for me when I had first moved out."

"Rich parents."

Jungkook shook his head.

"No my father owns his own business. It's not top notch or anything but it's doing well enough for them to live comfortably and still give some."

"So rich?"

"Nope."

Yoongi nodded and walked over to both the boys and gave them a large hug.

"I have to go now I need to paint Jiyeons old room back to white."

Taehyung laughed and bid Yoongi goodbye.

"I didn't know your dad had his own business."

"Yeah he own his dream restaurant. It's really nice seeing him and my mother so happy with it."

Taehyung nodded and pulled Jungkook to the couch cause he really wanted to cuddle. Jungkook happily cuddled with Taehyung.

"I bet they are super cool and nice."

Jungkook nodded.

"They are strict too. Like in high school. I thought those were the worst times."

"How come?"

"They always wanted me to get good grades and I didn't know how to deal with all the stress so I ended up rebelling them by getting a tattoo. I realize now that they just wanted me to do my best cause I wasn't. They apologized for everything after."

"What tattoo did you rebel with?"

"It's not there anymore I payed quite a bit of money for it to be removed but it was a fun flipping the bird. It's actually quite stupid."

Taehyung scrunched his nose up thinking about the rude sun tattoo.

"What about you. How was your high school life?"

Taehyung sighed and snuggled closer to Jungkooks side.

"I got bullied a lot. It was okay though cause I had Yoongi with me and he made sure nothing bad happened. I never really let them get to me too much."

Jungkook hummed and kisses Taehyungs forehead.

"I'm sorry they bullied you."

"Don't be."

—

So Jiyeon is inspired by someone and that someone is myself when I was younger.

When I was little I was always quite open and had planned for many weddings for my mom to guys I thought were cute enough and nice enough for her. I also never had a problem telling people I liked them. Ironic cause I do now.

One time my mother and I were at a restaurant and this guy behind us was on a date with a girl. I had thought he was cute so when my mom wasn't looking I got up and went to him and asked him to marry me. He told me I was too young so I asked him to wait for me and he told me of course. Let's just say his girlfriend wasn't happy but I left satisfied.