Foul Mouthed ~Namjin
BOOTCAMP
Seokjin
Okay but what if I get murdered? i see it all the time in the news then you'll have to live with that guilt for the rest of your old life.
My step dad Joong-ki, showed no real concern with what i was saying as he blankly stared at me.
He was glued to the idea that bootcamp was something I needed.
Joong-ki
Seokjin, we already decided and there is no more speaking about this topic. This program will help you properly mature and grow as a man.
Joong-ki, spoke as I stared at his thick eyebrows wondering when he was going to trim those nàsty caterpillars.
I played with the black ring on my pinky finger and thought for a moment.
Seokjin
Yeahh, but what if they try to take my bútt vírginity? Its an all men camp and i know those hórny fúckers will go crazy when they see my face.
Seokjin
Again this will be on your shoulders when I come back and my âsshóle size is the size of a basketball
I kept trying my best to talk myself out of this horriable plan.
Going to bootcamp for a whole year was not something written on my agenda.
This was happening because i was a spoiled, foúl mouth, conceited person.
Well, that's what my teachers and everyone else around me thought
Jeolous little shít faces.
Joong-ki
Again, none of those things will happen to you. This program is known for its high acheivements and well educated sergeants. You'll be more than fine.
Joong-ki, reassured my worries with a smile.
I deeply exhaled and got up from my seat with a loud, annoyed groan.
Seokjin
I need to drown my pain with food.
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GOODBYE TO FREEDOM
I desperately tried to take my mom's suffocating hold off of my poor body as she tightly hugged me.
Her curled, thick hair kept bítch slapping my face and i knew for sure her purfume was going to linger on my clothes.
We were finally in the noisy airport as I was moments away from saying goodbye to my freedom.
Seokjin
Okay, thanks! That's enough!
i shoved my mom away, still mad at woman for doing this to me at first place.
If only I was a year older then I could make my own decisions, being 17 was killing me.
Hye-kyo
Just please take care, eat all your food, listen to the adults and don't cause problems. Keep that pótty mòuth of yours clean. Behave, Seokjin.
My mom kissed my cheek then wiped the lipstick stain left behind with her hand.
Seokjin
Mómmy, please don't let those bad men take me away. I promise I'll behave.
I said in a baby voice and pretended to cry on her shoulder.
If this didn't saved me then I was utterly fúcked.
I kept faking my sobbing and peeked over to see my step-dad sipping his coffee with narrowed eyes.
He knew what i was doing.
Hye-kyo
Oh my baby, please don't cry! You're right this is a mistake. Lets go home.
My mom broke in seconds causing me to happily grab my lugguage to walk out of the airport.
But ofcourse, my step-dad has to put his feet in where absolutely no one asked.
Joong-ki
Hye-kyo, remember what we talked about. i know it's tough but it'll greatly help him. Don't forget about the teachers broken nose
Joong-ki, rained on my sunshine in a stern voice.
I wanted to knock him out with my suitcase
In my defense, the teacher had it coming for months now.
He's (teacher) lucky he only walked out with broken nose. Not only did he eat in class, he had the audacity to throw my bag of hot Cheetos when I did the same.
There was obviously some miscommunication there.
Hye-kyo
You're right. I was weak, but what Jiho said is very true. You need this and we'll visit, I promise.
My mom turned me back around to face the entrance doors.
I dragged my feet and pulled my suitcase with hatred.
Joong-ki
One day you'll thank me. Please be safe, son.
Joong-ki, gave me one of his 'manly' hugs before handing my mom a tissue.
Seokjin
Yeah, I'll be sure to thank you for sending me away instead of doing your job as a parent.
I gave them a fake smile and waved goodbye.
I could hear my mom crying as she calledout my name while I handed my ticked to enter the plane.
Not once did i turn back around beacause i knew if I did then i would surely flip both of them off.
Then my mom would surely spank me in front of everyone.
I slept throughout the whole flight and only woke up when they passed out food then when we arrived a couple of hours later.
A chauffeur was standing there with my name in bold letters on a piece of paper and waved like he know me personally.
*it could be anyone*
You're Seokjin?
He kindly grinned as I walked by him
Seokjin
No, I'm Lee Taemin. I heard the security guard check a guy named Seokjin moments before me though. He should be coming out from that direction.
I smoothly lied and pointed to the doors I left.
The chauffeur was young and obviously has'nt working very long since he checked where i was pointing.
*it could be anyone*
Oh really, thank you for the help.
He shook my hand and walked closer to wait for 'seokjin'
i smirked and went to the Stârbuck in this unfamiliar airport to buy an iced coffee
I set my suitcase by my side as I sat in a table with an umbrela attached to it.
I placed my feet on top of the table and crossed them while i skimmped through a magazine
My iphóne kept buzzing in my pocket and i knew it was the chauffeur since I could see him pacing around looking for me while on the phone.
He kept questioning every boy he believed was me and frowned when they shook their head.
i laughed in pure delight and sippped my coffee
i used the free wifi here and checked my social media to kill some time then watched some YouTube vedios.
*it could be anyone*
You must be Seokjin?
i glanced up at the young chauffeur in his well fitted suit and sweaty forehead.
Seokjin
Didn't i just tell you that I'm not the guy you're looking for?
Seokjin
I'm Lee Taemin do you want to see my license or something?
I pretended to get upset and angrily put my phone down
*it could be anyone*
Well you're the only one I've seen come from flight that has silver dyed hair. That was one of the main characteristics i was given to look out for.
I could see the poor chauffeur nervously rub the back of his neck.
Seokjin
So you think all of us with silver dyed hair look the same?
Seokjin
Wow, what has happened to this world?
The chauffeur stared back at the doors where more people were exiting but now they were from a different flight
He frowned and took out his phone then dialed a number causing mine to start ringing right in front of him.
If looks could kill...i would already be dead because this guy was seconds from snapping my neck.
Seokjin
It's my clingy girlfriend...always calling and texting.
i dismissed the call with dry laugh
The chauffeur sent text after text causing my phone ring in sync.
He crossed his arms and i knew I couldnt lie my way out of this.
Seokjin
Take my things you clingy girlfriend.
I disappointly stood up from my comfortable seat and handed him my things.
I shoved my hands into my pocket and couldnt help but sing Highway to hell by AC/DC in my head over nd over again as we left the airport.
SERGEANT NAMJOON
Sergeant Jon
You'll eat, sleep, and do what we say it. Everyone will answer with a "sir". If fail to do so then you'll be punished.
Sergeant Jon
Punishments include a variety of militiary based exercies or what we decide to be appropriate at the moment. Any questions?
I scratched my head and stared at the tall dude beside me as he stood like he was a tually getting ready for war.
Every other guy stamding in the line, we were forced to be in, had different face expressions.
I lightly kicked at a rock by my foot and heard maybe five perceng of what the chubby barking chuhuahua we called 'Sergeant Jon' had to say.
His stomach blocked his vision from seeing his feet and it made me wonder if he would see his own díck.
Sergeant Jon
You'll share a room and each be assigned a bed with personal belongings . That area is yours to clean and be kept that way the whole time you are here.
The sun was really bright today and somehow I hated the warmth of it
I was believed i was allergic to the outdoors and only belonged to my bed watching "The Office".
Namjoon
This is Sergeant Namjoon.
I took my eyes off the ground and saw a muscular man standing next to the fat chahuahua.
he had a similiar camouflage uniform on with black boots and bet to match.
His sunglasses made it impossible to see who his eyes were on so i wondered if he was using them for that purpose or just to look good.
Beacuse man was his jawline sharp and his cheekbones killer. The faint scars on his face just added to his attractiveness and made me roll my eyes.
He was pretty tall and made it very clear he had a fit body under that uniform.
Namjoon
I'm not here to be your friend nor am I here to make you feel like home.
This program is designed to make you mentally and physically mature. Follow our rules and we won't have any problems. Simple as that.
Namjoon spoke smooth and clear to all of us with no real threat in his voice.
The guy beside me raised his hand for some reason and again acted like he would get extra points for doing so.
Hoseok
Jung Hoseok. Age 18, I want to say it's true honour to be standing infront of a great man like you Sergeant Namjoon. My father has told me all the great stories about you.
Hoseok, the kiss áss stated and even saluted.
[NOTE: don't get offended by whatever jin will say or think about anyone]
i held back a chuckle and mimicked the way he saluted causing the guy on my right to laugh with me.
Namjoon simply noded at Hoseok's comment and kept his hand crossed behind his back.
Namjoon approached Hoseok, causing the guy get all wet with excitement, but sadly for him he took an extra step to stand infront of me instead.
I saw my reflection in his sunglasses and fixed the strand of my hair sticking weirdly out.
Namjoon
You think this is funny?
His voice quickly turned to a dangerous one.
i wasnt expecting that all as I put my hand down.
Namjoon slightly titled his head like what I said made him upset but he was trying hard to keep calm.
He bitterly asked while i could feel the guys beside me got tense.
I wanted to push him away but I stood still and pretended to think about it.
Namjoon
Get down, and give me twenty push-ups.
He ordered and took a step back.
.
Everyone's nosy eyes were on us, so the urge to flip them all of was scratching at my skin.
Namjoon yelled, making me flinch in surprise.
.
Well, aren't you a rude little bítch.
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I reluctantly rolled up the sleeves to my Gúcci shirt and cleaned the area around me a bit before getting in a plank position.
No way i was putting me knees down so my favorite jeans could get dirty.
I started to do push-ups and didn't consider this a punishment since I did these when I exercised everyday.
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When I was on my tenth one , i felt a heavy boot on my back and was forced to go down lower.
My arms trembled and the palm of my hands burned like crazy from the small rocks digging into them.
I kept going despite the struggle and on the last one i completely fell down since more weighy was added on purpose.
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My clothes were all stained with dirt when I stood on my feet again.
Namjoon
Now answer my question, you think this is funny?
Sergeant Namjoon gave me another chance to answer correctly.
But, ofcourse i always signed my own death sentence in these situations.
Seokjin
I don't know what you're talking about.
I innocently replied with a smirk.
♡...Something about the way the veins in his neck nicely popped out or how deep dimples formed on his cheeks made me think that maybe i was actually going to enjoy this...♡
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