C A L I F O R N I A

11 ᴘᴍ

"What the hell happened?" Jungkook blinked his eyes a couple times, not believing what he was seeing.

"I did it." Faye quickly chimed in as the egg yolk slid down her cheeks.

Jimin raised his brow as he looked over at her. It definitely caught him off guard, but didn't surprise Jungkook at all.

"I knew I shouldn't have left you alone in the kitchen." He shut his eyes, clearly irritated.

"It's okay." Sora stepped in. "I can help her clean it up."

"Thank you Sora, you're a life saver." Jungkook smiled before walking back into the living room.

"Why'd you do that?" Jimin whispered.

"It doesn't matter." Faye tossed the rag on the counter, sighing as she grabbed a mop.

"Jungkook." Jimin made his way into the living room, sitting beside his friend. "Don't be so hard on her."

"Jimin, I'm sorry for doing that in front of you both, but she never takes responsibility for h—

"I did it." Jimin cut him off, leaving the room completely silent.

"Y-you did that?" Jungkook stuttered as he pointed to the messy kitchen.

"I was helping her cook, and tried to blend eggs without putting the cover on." Jimin shrugged his shoulders. "She took the blame for me."

Jungkook rested his head in his hands, biting his lip as hard as he could. "I just blamed her for all of that, and it wasn't even her fault."

"So go apologize." Jimin pushed Jungkook's shoulder.

"Jimin, this isn't normal." Jungkook looked up at him with hurt eyes. "The way we deal with each other is with pure hatred."

"So change that. You both love each other right? So just m—" Jimin narrowed his eyes as Jungkook gave him a guilty look.

"You both love each other right?" Jimin asked a second time, raising his brows as Jungkook still refused to answer. "Jungkook, you bastard."

"I don't know." He practically whined. "We haven't been the same since we had Chul."

"So that kid is the problem." Jimin stood up, ready to find him.

"Jimin." Jungkook pulled him back down, staring at him with widened eyes. "Were you trying to get rid of him?"

"Of course not." Jimin sarcastically remarked, turning his face to evilly grin.

"Daddy, is this your phone." Amina rushed towards her father, handing him the black Iphone.

"No princess, it's Jimin's phone." Jungkook brought his daughter onto his lap.

"Uncle Jimin has a naughty picture on his pho—

Jungkook quickly put his hand over his daughters mouth, while Jimin spit his wine out onto the carpet, quickly reaching for the phone. Jungkook's eyes widened as he looked at his daughter and back at Jimin.

"What the hell is on your phone?" Jungkook asked, speaking through his teeth.

"It couldn't have been porn." Jimin muttered as he scratched his head. "I clear that shit off my browser history so that Sora doesn't see—hey baby." Jimin forced a smile as Sora walked into the living room.

"So I don't see what?" She raised a brow.

"N-nothing." He looked over at Jungkook who gave him a guilty glare.

"I should go apologize to Faye." Jungkook sighed as he scratched his head.

"Good." Jimin kicked him off the couch. "Come back with a beer while you're at it."

"Jimin." Sora glared at him.

"What?" He shrugged his shoulders as if he did nothing wrong.

Jungkook brushed the dust off his pants before punching Jimin's shoulder. Before they knew it, he was already in the kitchen ready to talk to Faye.

Jimin and Sora sat on separate couches, while the two kids played quietly. Amina gave a devilish grin before running over to the center of the living room.

"Uncle Jimin—?" She placed both her tiny hands on his knees.

Jimin glared down from his phone, meeting eye to eye with Amina. "What."

"I'm bored." She jumped in her spot, whining like a little girl usually would.

"Go play a puzzle." Jimin nudged his knee forward, scooting her away.

"Jimin would you just play with her?" Sora insisted while Chul drooled on her leg.

"Fine, watch some Teletubbies." Jimin lazily pointed, averting his eyes back to his phone.

"What are you watching?" Amina annoyingly asked, not being tall enough to peak at the screen.

"Kids are so damn nosy." Jimin muttered, holding his phone to his chest.

Amina tried to think of the word Jimin used earlier. She remembered it starts with a P, but couldn't think of the other letters. It rhymed with torn, but started with a P, so..

"Are you watching porn—?" Amina giggled, not knowing what porn even was.

Her words went over Jimin's head as he kept smiling at his phone. Sora's mouth was gaped open as she saw Jimin with a satisfied, smug look on his face.

"Jimin?!" Sora pushed the phone out of his hands, letting it fall to the floor.

"What the hell was that for?"

"Why don't you tell me why you're watching porn in front of a six year old?!" Sora yelled loud enough for Jungkook and Faye to hear from the kitchen. They both stormed into the living room, standing still as they tried to analyze what just happened.

Jimin sat up, widening his eyes as Sora falsely accused him. "I'm not watching porn, are you fucking cra—

"I wanna watch porn too." Amina whined, typing in the words on her father's phone.

Jimin leaped over the table, grabbing the phone out of her small hands and knocking her over in the process. He let out a relieved sigh as he backed out the words she typed in the search engine, tossing the phone to Jungkook.

Amina made the ugly crying face kids usually did when they were hurt or even slightly offended. She started to bawl in tears, hiding from Jimin behind her mother.

"Great, now she hates me." Jimin rolled his eyes.

"How does she know the word—" Faye cupped her hands around her mouth. "Porn."

They all turned to glare at Jimin, who gave them a sympathetic smile. "I didn't realize I said it."

"Jimin I told you, no cursing in front of the kids." He rubbed his daughters back. "You said the word damn like five times in just an hour."

"It's a habit." Jimin scratched the back of his neck.

"Shh, shh it's okay." Faye calmed Amina down, talking her through her tears. "He didn't mean to push you baby, he just didn't want you to see something bad."

"Yeah—trust me." Jimin kneeled by Amina. "Porn is an adult show."

"Jimin." All three of them yelled, taking turns to hit his shoulder.

"Jesus, I'll stop talking." He was about to stand when Amina ran towards him, hugging his legs.

"Aww." The girls tilted their heads in the same direction.

"Give me a kiss." Jimin bent over, pointing to his cheek.

Amina adorably pursed her lips, quickly pressing them onto Jimin's cheek. Jungkook hid his face with his hands, not sure if he wanted to see his daughter kissing boys yet.

"Oh, lighten up." Faye hit Jungkook's stomach.

"Actually, I think it's time for the kids to go to bed now." Jungkook rubbed his stomach, before lightly grabbing the two kids hands.

"No." Amina cause a fit, while Chul calmly sucked on his thumb.

"We have a long day tomorrow." He tried to convince the stubborn girl.

"ooo." Sora pressed her hands together. "Where are we going?"

"First were going to Third Street Promenade, which has beautiful shops and restaurants." Jungkook proudly explained his thought out plan. "Then there's the six hour Los Angeles tour—

Jimin almost choked. "S-six hours?"

"Yeah." Jungkook shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe seven depending on traffic."

Jimin stared at him with a blank expression, while Sora clasped her hands together in joy.

"After that we'll visit the Santa Monica Pier to see all the Christmas lights."

"All that in o-one day?" Jimin asked, almost pouting.

"Good luck bud." Faye harshly patted his back as she walked up the rounded stairs.

"Alright." Jungkook picked up the younger kids in his arms. "Time for bed."

"So are we sleeping on the couch or what?" Jimin crossed his arms as Jungkook began walking up the stairs.

"Follow me." His voice cheerfully rang.

Sora was left speechless as she ran her fingers across the crystal staircase, looking back at Jimin. "You need to find a better job."

"YoU nEeD tO fiNd a bEtteR jOb—" Jimin mimicked her.

Sora rolled her eyes as she followed Jimin and Jungkook through the fancy hall and into a full sized bedroom. The smell of the third floor had a fresh pine wooden scent along with winter candles. In the middle of the bedroom was a king sized bed, decorated with a cream colored comforter. Pillows were neatly aligned against the bed frame, making it almost impossible to mess up.

"I'm sorry if it's not enough." Jungkook began to apologize.

"Jungkook." Sora laughed as she grabbed his shoulders. "If anything, it's a bit much for just the two of us."

Jimin narrowed his eyes as he pushed her hands from Jungkook's shoulder. "What she means to say, is it's perfect, right babe?" Jimin spoke through his teeth.

"Thank you." She smiled at Jungkook, before walking over to the bed.

"The bathroom is on the right side." Jungkook patted Jimin's shoulder before leaving the room.

"Good night." Sora shouted, before setting her suitcase on the floor.

"I gotta take a fucking piss." Jimin muttered before running out of the room.

Sora scrunched her nose at his vulgar comment, continuing to unpack her clothes.

Jimin rushed into the bathroom, when he heard a piercing scream. He widened his eyes as Faye stood in front of him wearing nothing but a thong. She used her arms to cover her chest as Jimin blankly stared at her.

"I didn't see anything." He raised both his hands.

"Really..?" She narrowed her eyes. "Maybe you should knock next time."

Jimin pursed his lips together. "Maybe you should lock the door next time."

"Touché." Faye raised her brows.

Jimin finally pushed the door open, but just as he was about to leave, something caught his eye. He looked Faye up and down, before leaning against the door frame.

"Did Jungkook buy you that?" His eyes averted to her lace thong.

"No, I bought it for myself." Faye shrugged her shoulders. "Not every guy knows how to please his girl."

"Damn." Jimin bit his bottom lip as he tried to shake the thoughts out of his head.

He glanced at the floor before looking over his shoulder. "Goodnight."

Faye lightly chuckled, looking back up to smile at Jimin. "Night."