The next morning, Tae sauntered into Jungkook’s room while he was still rubbing sleep from his eyes. She wore a silky pink robe, tied loosely so that the curve of her breasts and the bare line of her thighs peeked through.
“Grandpa Kook,” she cooed, climbing onto his bed and shaking his shoulder. “Wake up. It’s bath time.”























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