Taehyung nodded appreciatively as Yuri placed the bags in the hallway area.
"That worked out well. I'll take you more often." he said, taking his cell phone out of his pocket.
Yuri blushed as he pushed her up five slots.
To be honest... she was currently one of his favorites. But his slot system had evolved. In high school, the most important factors were hotness, no talking back, and a nice . In college, it was a different story. He had to trust them somehow. Slot 6 with his hair, Slot 4 with breakfast as all the other girls ed up his porridge and Slot 8 with her ability to perfectly arrange his jacket according to the angle the girls were walking at his side. And, of course, that weird Slot 1 that managed all the girls perfectly. His Slot 10 girls had been his steady base for almost two years now. There were only three girls in that time that he had downgraded. And he had to admit that the top ten did their job perfectly. If there were problems, slot 1 had mostly solved them or stared at him until he reversed the downgrade.
And so that the girls continued to work well, he had to treat them to something from time to time.
He sat down on the couch in the living area, and Slot 1 called the sheep together.
"Simple ground rules for tonight. I made it clear to the Slot 50 girls on the ground floor that only those who... well, the ones... who deserve you will be allowed on your floor."
He saw all his girls blushing and cleared his throat in annoyance.
"That doesn't mean you'll run around here like es in heat. If I catch just one of you making out, I'll delete you from the system, okay? You can flirt, even let the guys feel you up, but that's it. And when I say it's over, it's over. Okay?"
The girls nodded excitedly.
"I did the shopping for you. Upstairs... Costumes. I know you've wanted them. So get dressed and stay out of my sight tonight..." he mumbled but had to chuckle.
He heard the slots giggle and let them get away with it.
"Ya! Hyung!" he heard an annoying voice and sighed.
The girls scattered like chickens as a pissed-off alien stormed into the room.
Taehyung looked at him. "What?"
"What are you doing?!" Jungkook glared at him.
"Now and then, we party here." he grinned.
Jungkook saw the girls dash upstairs, and he knew exactly why. They tried to get out of his reach before he would snap and burn their crap upstairs.
"I haven't talked my head off for the last few weeks to get the girls to calm down because of your moods so you can unleash half the campus on them!"
Jungkook was ashamed that it made him so angry that the Slot 10 girls would flirt with other guys, but it pissed him off even more than they would.
"This is my decision." he heard Taehyung say.
Jungkook bit his lip angrily.
The problem was that Taehyung was right. Jungkook was in no position to say anything. Those would be Taehyung's slots, and he had to pull himself together. They were girls. Not slots. No system.
"How was your day?" he pestered.
"Great. Yuri and I bought several things and spent some time together."
"So Slot 16 did a good joob?" It made Jungkook furious that he used her name.
-What the is wrong with you?! Of course, she has a name!-
"How was you day with Junghyun, Jungkook-ah?"
He clenched his teeth. He hated it when Taehyung addressed him like that. Even alien or pet would be better than this.
"Great. We did noraebang."
"What did you guys eat?" Jungkook didn't want to hear it.
Jungkook almost slumped in relief. He was acting so childish that it was a wonder his head didn't burst, but the idea of Taehyung eating ramyun with someone else hurt him. And especially if it would be one of the girls.
He had found himself getting jealous of one girl or another in some situations lately.
That's why he was often irritated or annoyed with them.
"I'm going upstairs. Have your party without me." he muttered.
"Like you were invited."
"I don't need an invitation, hyung."
"You need permission for everything, alien."
"I don´t. Especially not for your bull."
He saw Taehyung's eyes widen in disbelief.
"A few hours with that second year´s bastard , and you're getting cocky." he hissed.
"I act like I want, !"
"You're so childish, pet!"
"You are childish!" Jungkook rolled his eyes.
"No, you are!"
"Aish... I hate you!" Jungkook yelled and pouted.
"Go to your damn pl.... go upstairs!!!! And stay there, you idiot. As if you were invited..." he heard Taehyung pester and stormed upstairs.