Personally, this week has been non-stop horrible news that I was too emotionally disturbed by to post.
Something came out of the kpop swamp this week and it was toxic, foul.
So I did what any reasonable person would do and turned to fanfic.
I finished up a new story with Park Jimin and Jung Hoseok called The 11th Commandment.
“There seemed to be some confusion as to who was actually, physically supposed to be there doing the pickup.
Back in the cramped office of a rice mill about half a dozen dudes in suits surrounded Jimin and Hoseok their pistols drawn.
Jimin and Hoseok raised their hands in the air as they had been instructed to do.
“Who sent you again?” A small blind man stroking a white fluffy cat in his lap asked from his seat behind the desk.
“Ok Junyoung,” Jimin repeated slowly. “I’m his stepson. He sent me to pickup this week’s deposit.”
“Oh?” The elder cocked his head pondering this possibility. “His stepson? Well, I didn’t realize he had a stepson.”
“It’s fine. Boys, at ease,” he snapped and at that the pistols were put out of sight. Jimin and Hoseok dropped their hands.”
Yeah, it goes like that and there’s smut if you’re into that sort of thing.