Mallory’s car stopped just outside of the apartment building. She killed the engine and turned in her seat, facing the now exhausted Suga and Jimin. “Jimin, go get the other boys. We’re going to need help getting all of this up there.” She said, unbuckling.

Jimin smirked at Suga. “Looks like you’re carrying.” He said, sliding out of the car and hurrying into the building. Suga groaned and opened the car door just as Mallory opened the trunk.

Suga closed the door and walked around the car, to where Mallory was hauling the crates of eggs and meat into her arms. “I don’t trust Rap Monster with these,” She said, pointing to the eggs. “From what I hear from J-Hope, he liked to break things. A lot.”

Suga gave a simple smile and tiredly hauled a crate of vegetables Mallory had bought into his arms. “He’s known for it.” He said, following behind her towards the elevator. Mallory laughed quietly, but it still made Suga smile a little brighter. She pressed the elevator button, and one of them opened instantly. The two shuffled in and Mallory hit her floor button. “So why are you freaking out about your brother coming to town? I mean, I know it was short notice but, he’s just your brother.”

Mallory shook her head. “He isn’t just my brother. Jaspar is my twin, and he’s my biggest competition. Everything I do, he has to do ten times better. The only thing I’ve got over him is my modeling, and that’s because of this,” She said, pointing to her hauntingly blue eye. “But he’s always one upped me. He graduated before me-”

“I thought you graduated early?” Suga asked, turning towards her.

She nodded. “I did. But he did a semester earlier than I did. Anyways, he already has a fiance, and I hate her, he’s got better cars than me, and a nicer house, and my parents like him better.”

Suga shook his head. “You have like five cars, is there really competition in that. And I’m sure your parents like you just the same.”

The elevator doors opened and Mallory shook her head. “One day, you’ll see.” She said quietly, starting towards the apartment just as the others started out. “Thanks for your help, guys.” Mallory said, sliding into the apartment and slipping off her rain boots. She trekked into the kitchen, placing the crate on the counter and opening the fridge.

Suga followed her lead, placing the crate down and beginning to pull the contents out, placing it beside the crate on the counter. “You do this every month?” He asked, and Mallory nodded. “Isn’t it... “

“Costly? Arduous? Yeah, but it’s the way I live.” She said, from the fridge and watching as Suga emptied the crate. “Yoongi?” She asked. 
 

He blinked. Why was she suddenly calling him by his name? All day she’d called him Suga. “Yeah?” He asked, turning towards her.

Without her signature heels, and the lack of shoes regardless, Mallory was about an inch or two shorter than Suga, and she was standing directly in front of him. She placed a hand on the crook of his neck and pulled him forward, kissing his cheek so close to his lips that he could feel her on the corner of his lips. “Thank you. For dealing with my crap all day.”

Zhen couldn’t sit still that night, after reading the article. Was her cover blown? Could she even go back to school without people knowing? The entire school had class that Saturday morning, but it was only until eleven thirty, just long enough for them to take a nationwide exam that morning and visit their classes to receive homework. Even though she knew there was an exam the next morning, Zhen couldn’t fall asleep.

She laid in her bed all night, staring at the ceiling. It wasn’t just that she’d been outed, but now Jungkook was angry with her. She hadn’t heard from him since he had left her house that afternoon, and didn’t think she would until she confronted him herself. She started to fall asleep near three in the morning.

But at four, her phone buzzed. She sat up and unlocked the screen to see a text from Jungkook. Don’t think I can make it to lunch tomorrow. Rain check? Her stomach plummeted, and her heart followed.

Zhen watched as Mallory’s car pulled up out front of the house, and she hurried out into the hall. “Cho Hee! Mallory’s here, so you don’t need to drive me.” She called, grabbing her school bag from off the floor and making her way down the stairs.  

Just as she turned the corner towards the door, she spotted Mallory sliding into her slippers. “We can just go-”

“I just needed to talk to Cho Hee is all,” Mallory said, hurrying into the house and up the stairs. “She’s in her office, right?” But she didn’t wait for a response.