Mallory sat with her legs crossed on Jun Hyun’s couch. Her laptop rested in her lap and she was slowly scrolling through pictures of a house she’d found. It was a more modern house, made entirely from concrete glass and steel on the outside and white walls and wooden floors on the inside. She loved it.

The only problem was the location.

It was about her safety, in Yoongi’s eyes, and he wouldn’t be happy with her purchasing a building in the providence of the building Claude ran, or the neighborhood that one of Caleb’s friends lived in.

But it was perfect.

She had been holding her phone against her ear, trying to get a hold of him, for hours now, and she was getting a bit impatient. “Is he ignoring you? Did you do something to make him mad?” Ha-Neul asked, moving into the apartment from off the terrace.

Mallory shrugged. “Who knows. I always do something to piss someone off.”

“Hello?”

She straightened. “Finally! Where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you forever.” He started to speak, but Mallory continued. “It doesn’t really matter anyways, I just wanted to tell you that I think I found the perfect house for me.”

He didn’t say anything for a moment. “Have you scheduled to go to the open house?”

“It’s tomorrow morning.”

“When?”

“Ten,” She said, scrolling through the description of the house. “Do you want to come?”

He was quiet again. “I should have time, since we’ve got the performance tomorrow.” He sighed. “Give me the address and I’ll meet you there.”

“I’ll text it to you, okay?” She said, biting her lip and waiting for his response. He offered a hum so she ended the call and looked to Ha-Neul. “So I might have a house soon!”

He didn’t look too pleased. “That’s great.”

Zhen woke up to Cho Hee shaking her shoulders. “You have got to get up!” Cho Hee hissed. Zhen opened her eyes slowly. “You’re late for school!”

“Crap,” Zhen murmured, sitting up.

Cho Hee bustled around her room, gathering Zhen’s school bag and supplies. “You’ve still got to get your things ready for the boys’ show tonight.”

“Jungkook isn’t going to school then, is he?”

“No, he needs to get ready.” Cho Hee answered. “But your friend will be coming just after you get home from school.”

Instantly, Zhen perked up.

Mallory stood outside of the gates of the house she was trying so desperately to buy, waiting for Suga to come join her to look at the house. She stood with her phone in one hand and her purse in the other, texting the real estate agent that she had made it already.

But a