1 week later.

Freeda snorted, hand going straight to her face as she tried her hardest not to burst out laughing incredibly hard in her friend's face. Trying to shut up when Kai shushed her, whining as she sat on the couch, Freeda pursed her lips, feeling the need to explode.

"It's not funny," Kai scolded, her eyes glaring over at her friend.

Freeda straightened her back, crossing her arms over her chest. "The man gave you a ring and a letter confessing his love for you while drunk, only to wake up the next morning and throw up in shock over you wearing the ring...kinda funny."

Kai twitched uncomfortable on the couch. "He threw up because he was hungover," she tried to defend, swallowing lightly at the memory of waking up next to an extremely shocked and awkward Shawn. She had never seen him so painfully awkward before until that morning.

"What the letter say?" Freeda chimed, grinning hugely as her curiosity took the best of her.

Kai sighed. "Just all that he's felt and had been feeling while he disappeared and left," she said softly, feeling the sudden urge to cry, "he got job offers all over Korea, while he was gone he was saving for our son. He was fucking saving for our son, bank accounts open and everything, and I was here fucking Jimin?"

"Don't sell yourself short like that Kai," Freeda scolded, knowing that her friend was upset and hurting. But this wasn't the way to cope with it, she wasn't the only one to blame for what happened...

"He kept mumbling about me being with Jimin. With Jimin? Why would he think that, let alone have himself believe that?" Kai mumbled irritated, rubbing over her huge belly in attempts to calm herself down.

"Well would you like to be with Jimin?" Freeda asked curiously, not entirely sure where her friend stood with this entire twisted ordeal.

Kai shook her head, "I don't want to be with anyone at this point. If me being with no one helps Shawn and Jimin slowly form their friendship again then I'll stay away." She was still rubbing securely at her baby bump.

"That's noble of you," Freeda sighed out, grabbing hints over what her friend might be hiding when it came to feelings. She's in love with Shawn, she sighed internally, rolling her eyes over the fact that her friend had to keep it bottled up for so long. "But you controlling your thirsty vag isn't going to magically help the boys suddenly become friends again. Jimin slept with Shawn's baby mama. That's hard to come back from so easily and so quickly."

Kai pouted. "I just wish there was a way for everything to go back to normal you know?" she sighed, rubbing at her face now and not her stomach, "I miss Shawn. I miss being with him...I miss everything about him."

Freeda's eyes softened as she stood before her friend in their once shared apartment. That was until Shawn asked Kai to come and stay with him until the baby had arrived into the world...and that was very soon, Freeda noted mentally, staring down at the big baby bump Kai had, she looks like she's going to pop any second.

"Waking up in his arms that morning," Kai spoke softly, moving a strand of hair behind her ear as she let her emotions get the best of her in that moment, "I hadn't slept so nicely in so long. Drunk or not, I didn't want to let him go even when morning struck."

"I'm sorry," Freeda said softly, pursing her lips softly as she smiled at her best friend in reassurance.

"You don't have to be sorry," Kai said slowly, "you did nothing wrong. The three of us fucked each other over."

"Literally," Freeda chimed, laughing when Kai cracked a tiny smile at that before whining in annoyance again.

"I wish I could just tinkle bell this situation and suddenly make everything magically alright again," Kai sighe, struggling as she stood up from the low couch. She almost fell off of it but managed to catch her clumsy self before instantly standing onto her two feet with stability.

Freeda licked her lips slowly, her mind working tricks as she remembered you once ranting to her about the while Kai, Jimin, and Shawn situation. One thing you said out of annoyance and anger suddenly intrigued Freeda in this moment.

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"We should just lock them up in a room," you chimed frustration, biting into your pizza slice.

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Freeda grinned, watching Kai move away from the living room space and over to the kitchen.

"Lock them in a room," the woman said to herself, form suddenly bursting with energy and excitement at the idea.

-

"We were locked in a room together for months," Shawn said smirking as he passed the woman beside him an ice-cream cone.

Slumping onto the school's benches that sat at different parts of campus, he rested his bottom on the top of the bench, only to have his feet where he should be sitting. Ruffling at Kylie's hair in attempts to piss her off, he chuckled when she glared at him, her smile there as she sat by his legs.

"I'm surprised you didn't pull anything," Kylie snapped, smiling as she started to lick at her ice cream cone.

Shawn grinned hugely at that, feeling incredibly happy and refreshed every time he was around her this week. Although most of it was him continuously thanking her, he stopped being so "Canadian-like" as she would call it and simply stuck with fooling around and getting to know her better. She was a friend now, slowly creeping up into his closed off heart. He cared for Kylie and always would...

"Well it was really hard since I could barely move," he retorted, shoving at her side with his knee, "Or else I would've been all over you."

Kylie laughed, shoving his knee with her shoulder playfully back. "Well I'm here now and you aren't jumping my bones, what's up with that?" she asked teasingly, seeing right through the man.

"I don't know, I've just been waiting it out with women right now," he sighed out, trying to focus on his flavour of ice cream.

"You scared to get hurt again?"

"No."

"Yes."

"Okay yes," he laughed out, eating at his cone casually.

"What happened to being a little manwhore like you oh-so-claimed to be?" she asked, looking over at her shoulder and up at his form that sat at a higher leverage than her.

"That life was fun huh," he mumbled out, grinning when ice cream went onto his lips sloppily, wiggling his brows over at Kylie before swooping down and playfully pretending to try and kiss her, he laughed when she flinched away.

"I will cut you," she breathed out irritated, licking at her cone again.

Shawn rolled his eyes. "Ooooo, I'm so scared," he sighed out, moving so that he was now sitting right next to her. He smiled over at her when she glanced at him for the sudden movement being placed.

Eating ice cream in silence for a moment, Shawn glanced over at a tense Kylie, her form and exterior ever since she got back seemed off and changed. "What's wrong?" he asked softly, poking his head forward in attempts to see her face that hid behind her hair that fell in her face.

"Nothing."

"Kylie," Shawn warned, growing serious.

"Eat your ice cream," she snapped, not wanting to talk to him over anything at all.

"Kylie."

"Shawn," she threatened back, eyes meeting his challenging ones.

"What happened in there?" he asked softly, trying to get through to the woman.

"I learned out to fight," she said shrugging, "and I learned a lot about Gri and Huli too."

"Like what?"

"Gri's," she struggled in formulating words, sighing, she slouched a bit as she nibbled at her cone now, "he's something. He's an asshole, a bucketface, and a dickrod, but he's also an amazing father."

Shawn's brows furrowed slightly at her finally opening up and talking to him. Managing to keep his mouth shut as he just listened, "Huli, well Huli I never got to really know the pervert or his backstory well."

"He's a horrible man," Shawn said softly, pursing his lips slightly, "Gri is too."

"Both are terrible..." she trailed off, struggling to speak up further and continue with her train of thought.

Shawn rolled his eyes over the fact that she was starting to become hesitant and close herself off some more. Sighing, he put one of his arms around the woman. He smiled when she didn't flinch away but simply moved into his side. Rubbing at her upper arm, Shawn mumbled over words of affirmation and reassurance for her to continue and talk.

She did, she spoke what she was trying to hold in.

"I don't know if I was still drunk or," she swallowed, "or if I was imagining things but...as I was leaving and packing up, I heard Huli and Gri arguing. Huli was mad I was being let go and-"

She froze, hesitant again.

"Hm," Shawn urged, smiling even wider at her. He wanted her to feel comfortable to tell him anything...

"You've been teasing me on spending a lot of time with Iris lately," she said awkward, finding it difficult to tell the man why she had been on iris's ass since the week started. She was at every turn and every corner, almost like a bull dog ready to attack if anyone came near the woman.

"I heard Huli say something about going after Iris," she blurted out, eyes meeting Shawn's, "it was a threat for Gri since he let me go without telling Huli at all."

Kylie watched intently as Shawn's smile fell greatly and pathetically.

-

The near future...

-

Yoongi smiled over at his son in his arms. Talking down to him, he laughed when the little boy's big eyes seemed squint in tiredness. Being only a few months old, the child would barely sleep at night, but would gladly sleep all day in Yoongi's arms. Yoongi sighed at the memory of Iris repeatedly telling him off about that. "Keep him awake during the day!" "And you complain about not having enough sleep..." He smiled lightly at the thought of his girlfriend.

"Your mom is mad at me," Yoongi said softly, slumping onto the couch of Iris and his home, he extended his legs onto the top of the coffee table the woman had set out. Pouting over at the cute little face that stared up at him, Yoongi continued dramatically, "What's that?" he asked, pretending as if the boy in his arms had spoken, "Yes. Well, she's mad because I took you to Shawn's party."

Yoongi grinned when the boy was trying to sleep. Being a little shit father, he blew into the little boy's face causing the infant to instantly shake a little awake. "Sorry, sorry," Yoongi said feeling bad but also chuckling. He cradled the boy before explaining, "It's just that she's already mad at me so we don't need more reasons for her to be mad yah?"

The little boy blinked.

"Although we spent some time together last night," Yoongi said grinning, remembering finally having sex with the mother of his child again after what felt like ages, he was refreshed, but still so sleep deprived and drained, "it was great...really great, mmm."

The little boy blinked.

Yoongi snapped out of it, chuckling to himself before speaking more excessively down at his child. He loved doing this on a daily, talking and talking with the baby. The members would always make fun of him for talking so much over the simplest things, but at least with the baby, there was no rude backlash to have Yoongi shut up. Well not yet anyway, when you grow up you might be just as mean to your Appa.

"Even after the night together she's held a grudge," Yoongi sighed out exaggeratedly, playing up an act of pretending to be hurt, "I feel so used! Here I was thinking after screwing her last night we'd be on good terms again I-"

Yoongi pursed his lips immediately when looking down at the boy. Eyes wide over what he just said, Yoongi panicked for no apparent reason. Sure the baby couldn't comprehend anything dealing with language and tongue, but Yoongi still felt guilty for speaking so freely about fucking the kid's mom against their bedroom door. "Don't tell your Eomma what Appa just did," Yoongi spilled out, trying his hardest not to laugh when the kid simply started to fall asleep again.

"Appa," Yoongi sang out, being a mischievous father again as he moved his finger to the little boy's chin and started to push the boy's bottom lip open and shut, "why is Eomma so cruel to you?" he played out in a high childish voice.

Yoongi let the chin go, pretending to answer all dramatic. "I don't know," he sighed out, "I sometimes find it amazing I've survived this long. You should be proud of your Appa."

Yoongi moved his figner back to the little boy's mouth, pretending to voice out for him again, "I am proud Appa, Eomma can be so unfair sometimes."

"I know baby, I know," Yoongi sighed, clutching over his heart in hopes to even further exaggerate this one-man-show he had cultivating at the moment, "your Eomma-"

Yoongi cut himself off when glancing over at the hall by the living room space. His smile fell a bit when spotting Iris by the threshold. She was leaning against the opening, her eyes narrowed and highly amused. Yoongi smiled nervously at the woman who had been mad at him for a long while now. Way to fuck up even more, he noted internally, letting out an awkward laugh.

"Hey beautiful," he chimed instantly, watching her eyes simply squint even more than they already were, "how long you been there?"

Iris crossed her arms over her robe, "Don't tell Eomma," she mimicked with a low voice.

Yoongi chuckled, grinning a bit when looking down at her form. Getting up from his seat on the couch, he moved to place the little boy who was slowly started to drift off to sleep again into the little crib by the side of the wall. It was a floor bedded one used in living room spaces, while the boy's actual crib was up in his nursery.

Straightening up, Yoongi glanced over at Iris. "Were you going to take a shower?" he asked sweetly, trying to divert the attention somewhere else.

Iris grinned to herself, nodding; she leaned off the wall, moving incredibly slow over to Yoongi who sat on the couch's arm rest, staring over at her casually as she walked over. "I came down to ask if you wanted to join," she purred, moving in front of him.

Yoongi's brows jumped at that, a smirk playing onto his lips when he eyed the woman before him lean down to kiss him. "Really?" he cooed back, teeth out and shining as he smiled, eyes on her robe and then her lips.

Iris bit her lip, nodding as she leaned towards him. She managed to take a painfully long time when trying to meet his lips. She smiled even further when his eager lips tried to engulf hers. Purposely having her breath hitch near his lips, she tried not to laugh when he grinned and tilted his head until their noses were brushing. Hands moving up his chest, she pressed her legs into the front of the couch, her body even closer to him.

He moved his arms around her waist, arching his head up from his sitting position before trying to kiss the woman he loved. Brows furrowing when Iris giggled and pushed her hands at his shoulder's to keep him down, he eyed her in confusion.

"I did come to ask you to join me," she said sexily, her lips puckering near the end, "but after all that I heard...I'll pass and shower alone."

Yoongi's expression mimicked the one he had last night. "You're really into watching me grow miserable aren't you?" he asked pained, knowing exactly what she was pulling. Every time they'd get into an argument or Yoongi was stubborn, she'd purposely walk around the house barely wearing any clothes or trying to get him to cave in. Every time he'd try to grab her and kiss her she'd flinch away all teasing, "No touching me, that's your punishment" she'd say, playing around with his emotions for weeks until he were to apologize. He hated this tactic the most.

He hated that he got her incredibly angry that one hectic year when trying to fight off Gri. He had been impulsive and had trouble moving on because of his own selfish anger. He realized that now and then, the moment he had seen Iris grow mad; he knew he never wanted to see that emotion out of her again. But here he was, continuously messing up. That's just our relationship, he thought smiling to himself. They had been through so much together as a team.

"Where'd this evil habit of yours grow from?" he asked sighing, eying her intensely as she slowly took her hair out, and having it fall onto her shoulders.

"From you constantly doing stupid shit," she whispered out, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

Yoongi glared at her as she moved away and she giggled. She knew it killed him to not be able to touch her. Watching as he tried to grab at her waist, she flinched away, shaking her index finger teasingly over at him. "Nu-uh-uh," she sang out playfully, "no touching, that's-"

"My punishment," he mumbled, finishing the last part for her.

She grinned at him growing annoyed but trying not to express it.

Watching her take a few steps away from him, he blinked, eyes narrowing when she undid her robe. Watching her slowly slide it down her arms, his lips parted at her absolutely naked underneath. "I'll go shower now," she said slowly, biting down at her lower lip from smiling so huge as she casually threw her robe over towards Yoongi who sat on the couch's armrest still.

Yoongi caught it, smiling lightly when seeing her incredibly pleased with herself. Rolling his eyes when she slowly turned around and started to walk away, he watched her move incredibly slow, swayed her hips subtly as she made it towards the staircase. He sighed, "can I join you?" he tried, mouth going dry as he gawked over at her.

"Nope," she chimed cutely, grinning over at him before walking up the stairs.

He laughed a little to himself, whining before rubbing at his tired face. The fact that he could smell her scent off the robe that sat in his lap wasn't helping. Smiling to himself, he knew she'd drive him to eventually apologizing and begging.

"You think you'll win Iris," he said amused, slumping onto the couch, "not this time, I'll finally start playing smart for a change."

He grinned to himself, laying his head onto a cushion before glancing quickly over at the crib from where he lay. Hearing nothing, no fidgeting or crying, he smiled further, having his eyes flutter closed.

I'm not going to fall in your trap this time, I'll surprise you.

-

Present day...

-

"Maybe I'll surprise her," Yoongi said softly, leg twitching and moving up and down in nerves over the fact that his girlfriend hadn't spoken properly to him ever since the night him and the others went down underground without informing her.

He remembered waking up in pain only to face a very angry Iris. She had given him three minutes to explain but all Yoongi could muster up were pathetic apologies and angry remarks towards Gri. Sure, he was angry over what Gri and his men did to Iris, but now, he wasn't. Now, he just missed his girlfriend. He missed Iris.

"Surprise her with what?" Hoseok said awkwardly, glancing over at the bathroom in the room that he shared with Yoongi before finding himself to sit on his bed nervous.

Yoongi eyed the man weirdly, confused over why his roommate was being so twitchy. "You okay?" Yoongi asked changing the subject, "I walk in not even for two minutes and you're acting as if you've seen a ghost."

"Sorry," Hoseok mumbled, straightening up, "it's just that I didn't expect you to be home so early."

"Is that why you looked so scared coming out of the shower?" Yoongi asked, glancing over at the closed door. He could still hear soft music playing from inside the room. About to question Hoseok and ask why he hadn't turned the music off yet, Yoongi got distracted by Hoseok hastily catching his attention away from the bathroom.

"Y-You're usually at the studio writing away," Hoseok quickly chimed, swallowing hard and in relief when Yoongi stared over at him and not to washroom. Moving his hand a bit at his temple, Hoseok wiped away at a water droplet that was threatening to fall alongside his face.

Yoongi's brows jumped at that, a huge smile grazing his mouth as he stood up from the bed he had just recently sat on. "Right!" Yoongi chimed softly, instantly having his attention diverted now, "a rap! I still owe her a rap as a sneak preview from the time she used to teach me how to bake. Maybe that would help me out..."

Hoseok grinned instantly, getting up from his bed hastily. Yoongi watched excited as Hoseok nodded, "Yes. Yes! The rap! Go write it right now, don't wait any longer!"

"I won't," Yoongi said determine, chuckling a slight bit as he moved away from near the beds and moved in quick strides over to the door.

Hoseok practically pushing him to the door intrigued him however.

"Why do you want me to leave so bad?" Yoongi asked laughing, stubbornly stopping by the end of the door as he moved to face his younger friend. About to tease further and question, Yoongi's gaze went towards the bathroom door that opened.

"Towel," the form said smiling down at her naked and wet form underneath the soaking fabric. She hadn't noticed Yoongi in the room yet as she released the knot above her chest and had the towel fall onto the ground teasingly, "or no towel?" she asked sexily, finally allowing her gaze to move to find Hoseok.

Freeda's eyes widened when her gaze met two sets of eyes on her naked form instead of one. Squeaking, she flushed, quickly moving to grab at the towel instantly before trying to cover herself. She struggled, her eyes glaring over at Hoseok who was still so much in shock over what had just occurred.

Yoongi's brows were incredibly high, forcing his surprised gaze away from a blushing Freeda and over at Hoseok who stood, also blushing, before him. "I'm just going to walk away and raid you with questions later," Yoongi sang out, turning so that he could quickly move out of the room, "just make sure everyone's wearing clothes the next time I see ya two."

Yoongi was still in shock over the two in this state. Hoseok and Freeda? Since when?

Trying not to focus on what he had just witnessed, he managed to wrap his head around the important thing he was trying to convince himself to do ever since he got the idea.

"Iris, looks like you're getting that special rap," Yoongi piped, amused at his tactics. He knew if this wasn't going to work, a few unaccepted kisses and food might just win her over.

Food might be better, he mentally noted, trying not to laugh at how insanely authentic and truthful that thought was.

Sighing, he moved out of the place, ready to come face to face with his girlfriend who had been giving him the silent treatment ever since he came back from that party.

I'm coming Iris...

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A/N: whiny ass characters gon' be stuck in a room next chapter. Get your mouths ready for some nachos and kisses from me mwhaha.

Oh, and I just wanted to thank two individuals that sent me "fanart" and or "edits" regarding this series. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT AND I THANK YOU SOOO MUCH! Why you spent time making it for my stupid self I have no idea! But thank you thank you thank youuuu!

I was literally fangirling so hard when seeing these.

You fucking nailed it! This is sooooo adorable ahh thank you so much for putting such effort oh my shit!

2. Aha, it's so interesting that you see IU as Iris! This is so beautifully done thank you!

THANK YOU LOVELIES AGAIN!!! *hugs and kissessss*