Y/N's POV.

I heard keys turning in the front door. Taehyung and Dad were back.

"Y/N, we're back" Taehyung shouted down the hall way. "Did you get in? How did you do? I bet you failed since you're so bad at dancing" There was a few seconds of silence "I'm just joking Y/N, you're great at dancing. Well, obviously, you're my sister, you must get your genes from me."

I headed upstairs. Taehyung followed along with Dad. They both looked at me expectantly.

"Come on Y/N, hurry up and tell me." Taehyung impatiently said.

"Look on their website, my names on the list."

"So, you got in?" Dad asked.

I swallowed down the disappointment in my throat. Seriously Dad? No praise at all. Not even a good job? And he asks me the most stupid question ever. Did I get in? Is that a joke? I literally told him the other day that if my name is on their website then I got in.

"Yes Dad, I'm the official choreographer of JYP with a few other people." I sighed.

"Well good for you young lady," Dad said as he walked into the kitchen. "Are you heading off to Seoul soon?"

I paused. I forced myself not to look in the direction of the living room. "Uh huh yeah..."

"Oh, Y/N, that means that I can put all my Gucci stuff in your room, maybe it can be my walking closet," Taehyung smiled.

I frowned "You'll probably cry every day because you miss your sister so much" I said slyly.

"Miss, you? Are you serious? Why would I miss you? I'm glad that your gone so I have more room for myself,"

He headed to the kitchen.

"Dad, can I buy more closets and racks for my Gucci when Y/N leaves?" Taehyung turned back to me "All those pictures of BTS can go down first."

"Yeah right," I mumbled.

This was unbearable! I glanced towards the living room again. Taehyung came out of the kitchen and started going up the stairs, grinning to himself about where he would put his Gucci.

"So, what did you buy?" I suddenly broke out.

My brother's smile widened from his handsome face "A gift."

"For who?"

"Not for you." Taehyung replied.

I was about to roast him, but an unmistakeable sound came out of the living room.

Taehyung whipped his head towards the direction of the noise.

Dad dashed to the living room faster than I ever seen him run before.

"What the..." Dad stuttered.

I slowly stood up, afraid to take any steps. My heart was booming. I gulped.

"Y/N why is there a baby in the room...?"

I stood in the living room doorway as Dad frowned at the baby. He turned to me, but I didn't answer.

"Y/N?"

"It's... Ermm... Jackson's baby...yeah...Errrmm... I don't really know..."

"Jackson's baby?" said Dad looking around. "You date a boy called Jackson?"

"Ohhhh, Y/N, you're not that innocent baby potato anymore," Taehyung giggled.

At that moment, I really wanted to kick him.

"I didn't just date any boy called Jackson, Dad" I took a deep breath. "I dated a boy called Jackson Wang, the son of a famous CEO." 

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{A/N}

Namjoon looks so done in that picture😂😂😂 Anyways, Thanks for reading and have a nice day❤️❤️❤️