~The following week~

Namjoon and Jin were scrolling through Twitter, cuddled up on the couch: "I'm so glad you're not grounded anymore, your parents are so kind." Namjoon nodded.

"The best part about it, is that I get to be with you again." They smile and continue scrolling when they see the top trend.

~Namjin's Secret Service: Published by Min Yoongi and Park Jimin~

"Umm... Namjoonie, what's that about?"

"I don't know." Click.

"MMM! AGH! YEAH! OHHH!"

"S-A-Y- IT."

"KIM NAMJOON!"

They didn't know what was the worse part of it: If the fact that this was published by Yoongi, or the fact that their parents, who were both there, listened to their sons having sex. But they did know one thing, "MIN YOONGI! PARK JIMIN!!" those two were dead.

"KIM TAEHYUNG! JEON JUNG- Oh shit... RUN CHIM CHIM, RUN!" They chased them around the house until they were all called downstairs by their parents.

"So let me get this straight... Well, umm, gay for your own sake," Namjoon's dad paused to clear his voice, "you two filmed Jin and Namjoon having sex and published the video to this website?" Yoongi and Jimin nodded, shamefully.

"And one more question, do you get paid for doing these type of things?"

"Yes we do, sir... Umm... We're really sorry." Yoongi bowed his head as Jimin looked to the side in embarrassment.

"Sorry? THIS IS GENIUS!" Jin and Namjoon both shouted "WHAT?!" in unison, shocked by his father's words.

"YES! Do you know how many views this is getting? WELL SHIT, RECORD YOUR OWN SELVES, BUT THIS WILL MAKE YOU RICH!"

"What the hell is wrong with you? THIS IS PERSONAL!" Namjoon and Jin's mom yell at Namjoon's dad.

"Think about it! The more money they gain, the sooner they can move out!" He cheerfully shouts. Jin and Namjoon were still in shock and dumbfounded.

"YEAH!!" As the parents celebrated, the two boys ran away and jumped into a pool.

"HEY WAIT, I JUST WASHED THAT!" A man shouted from behind them.

"So since this pool was cleaned... Then that must mean it has clorox in it, right?" The man nods at Jin.

"DRINK IT JOONIE, THIS WILL HELP CLEANSE OUR SINS AND ANGER!"

"ALREADY ON THE CASE, JINNIE."

"I CAN FEEL THE POISON!! THE PAIN! THE IRONY! Namjoon, b-before I die, I just wanted to let you know that my ass STILL hurts and that I love you."

"I'm... Dying, Jin.... Also, sorry about that. I love you too." They both started coughing until they sank to the bottom of the pool.

"Umm, you guys know that that pool doesn't 'actually' have clorox in it, right? And that I'm not even a pool cleaner, that I was just screwing around with you both?"

"Say what, now?" Namjoon and Jin both rise up and raise their eyebrows.

"Well, I'm out. Goodbye!" The guy took off, leaving the two boys confused.

"Namjoon-"

"Don't... Just don't say anything and bite my lip as hard as you can with your aggressive kiss. I just need to feel pain right now from you or else I'll set something on fire, got it?"

"good thing that you can't start a fire in a pool." The older boy joked around making the younger laugh.

~afterwards~

"So um... How do you plan on getting Yoongi and Jimin back for what they did?" Jin asked as he and Namjoon scrolled through their phones on his bed while drying their hair off with towels.

"Check it out." Namjoon handed his phone to Jin and read a tweet.

"R.I.S.K. Dear A.R.M.Y.S. , If you see a tweet with this link on it, DON'T CLICK IT, it's a virus. https://www.R.I.S.K.-page.com." Jin clicked on the link and it lead him to a picture of Jimin and Yoongi.

"SAVAGE!" Jin bursts out laughing loudly as they hear Yoongi and Jimin scream from downstairs.

"THIS MEANS WAR, KIM NAMJOOOOOOON! ... Ah... I mean-"

"What did you say?" Namjoon asked in a serious tone, approaching them.

"Umm... RUN, JIMIN! RUN!"

"DASHI, RUN, RUN, RUN!" They both ran out of their bedroom and slammed their own bedroom door shut.

"I love being the leader."

"Of my heart? If so, then I love it too." Jin smirked.

"Shut up and-"

"Dance with me? AHA! SO YOU ARE DANCE MONSTER!" Jin shouts, no longer being able to hold in his laughter.

"I'M DONE! If you need me, I'll be in my studio."

"WAIT FOR ME!" Jin runs behind him and the younger picked him up.

"I may love being leader, but I love being yours even more." They slowly kiss and notice their parents burst into the room.

"THAT'S IT, BOYS! GIVE US MORE ACTION FOR PORNHUB!"

"WHAT THE F- Hey, you want action? Go to Jimin and Yoongi's bedroom, I bet you ten dollars that they're having se-"

"MIN YOONGIIIII!"

"You owe me money."

The parents retreated from his bedroom to follow the mysterious moans and record them.

"Hey Namjoon, what does R.I.S.K. mean?" Jin asked, realizing he didn't know what the title to the page Namjoon made was called.

"Oh that's easy, it means Really Invasive Selfish Kids."

"I actually thought it meant 'Really Incredibly Short Kids. I was pretty close... Wow, you should be an author." The older suggested with a short laugh.

"Maybe one day, but just imagine what would happen if some idiot was hearing our conversation this whole time and ended up publishing a story about us?" The boys burst out laughing, not caring about the screams coming from the room next to them.

"HA! Yeah. No. Let's not tempt anyone."

"Agreed." They leaned back onto their bed and watched funny videos the whole time while their parents, Yoongi, Jimin and the camera battled to see who gained most views for their videos.

~In conclusion: Namjoon and Jin lived happily ever after, their parents made good money on their website and as for Jimin and Yoongi... Well...~

"Let's both agree on never doing anything to Namjoon and Jin again." Jimin said.

"And let alone, show our parents how to use the internet..." Yoongi added.

"Yup!"

"YO, G-DRAGON, FILL UP THE POOL! WE NEED MORE CLOROX HERE." They both shout in sync.

"On it!"

~end~

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This was an improvement for the fanfiction I wrote at 3:00 AM in my Nintendo DS. (Yes, yes it's a Nintendo DS from 2006, yes I was THAT type of girl who played Mario Bros. Hope I'm not the only one.)

Now a short poem:

Roses are red, latex gives me rash.

This fanfic is junk and I'm a piece of trash.

(And yes, I'm allergic to latex😂)

❤❤❤FAREWELL! And sorry for the cringe, hope you stuck around to read it anyways❤❤❤
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