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Mother Episode 22

Hello everyone! I just realized I missed EXID's I Love You! The song really grows on you.

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Jungkook was on the prowl. Yes, his instincts were on fire. He needed a victim! His hand tensed around the pencil in his hand. His eyes darted around the room, spotting an easy prey. Sleeping Yoongi snuggling with his rap notebook. Sneakily, he flattened himself along the carpeted floor, army crawling along the ground until he was right under the sofa Yoongi was quietly snoring on. His free hand slowly crept between Yoongi's arms, pinching at the edge of the notebook. Gently he eased the book away from Yoongi's grasp, tripping over his own feet in a speedy getaway to his room.

Snickering with evil intentions, Jungkook flipped through the pages, rap was written everywhere in black and blue ink. Slowly but surely, Jungkook began to notice that some of the pages were filled with words.... Other than rap, he found things about a girl!!!!!!!!!!!! Jungkook's face turned bright red. "GIRLS!? Since when did Yoongi start liking girls?" he thought curiously. He slowed down, reading a few things Yoongi wrote: "I don't know what this feeling inside of me is. I've tested several things ever since I've noticed the strange rate of my heart when I'm with her. Hands down, when she's happy, I'm happy. When she's sad, I want to jump by her side and comfort her. We're closer than before, but I can't bring myself to tell her that no matter what happens I want to continue being close."

Jungkook's brown eyes tore away from the pages, he stared up at the door to his room. It had dawned upon him that he had just stolen sacred texts from the hands of Min Yoongi himself. Chills ran down his spine, he was strong... but against those threatening cold eyes of Yoongi, he didn't think he'd be able to handle his brother's cold looks.

The weather was getting chillier by the day. Clarine wrapped a warm wine red scarf around her neck, securing it tightly, before getting out of her car. A very light shower of snowflakes danced lightly around her, glistening on the sidewalk as the shining lights from the nearby shops lit up the way. Her steps were quick as they dodged other passersby. She had a set goal, a mission that she was sure she would not fail. Her hands came in contact with a golden door handle, the door easily gave way to her speedy barrage. In she flew, snatching a cart on her way. Clarine's eyes sparkled with delight as she held several coupons of a with discounts in her hand. In her lifetime, she's come to learn that mothers all loved things on sale. They'd all come flocking to the store from across the country. It has become a competition of who arrives first and captures the prizes before they run out. She carefully placed her decided Christmas presents into her cart, sifting through the long list of her family and friends.

Christmas was one of Clarine's favorite times. Joy would fill her heart as she would watch or participate in the festivities. Who else to help her enjoy fun besides Hoseok? "Hey, Mom! Can we get these paint guns? I can shoot Jungkook when he comes after me with broccoli. Pew pew pew!" he cried, pretending to be firing the gun the innocent tomato sauce on the aisle.

"Hoseok, are you sure you wouldn't be scared of the noise?" Clarine asked a bit hesitatingly.

"Mom, don't mock me. I'm a manly man. Did you know once, while you were gone, I had a snake wrapped around my neck. I didn't cry. I didn't even have tears pouring down my face. No, I took that snake with my bare, very clean, hands, and pulled it off of me." Hoseok flicked his hair back and smirked, "So manly."