i almost got ran over by a car, but decided that before i die, might as well update 😂😭✌🏻️

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"what really happened back there yoongi?"

seokjin asked as he pushed jimin into a cab and let himself in as yoongi took the front seat, eating the half-eaten banana.

"let's not talk about it."

yoongi felt heat rush to his cheeks as jimin giggled.

"come on hyung, tell us!"

"don't you dare use that cute shit on me park jimin!"

"but it always works~"

yoongi agrees silently as he finished the banana and held onto the peel. he peeked at the digits written on the banana skin and trailed his fingers on the numbers.

after a while of noticing how creepy he might have looked smiling, he pulled away his hand and looked out the window.

'what the fuck is happening to me?'

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"i need a shower."

yoongi said as he rushed into the house while jimin and seokjin stayed back, gathering their stuff from the cab.

"he only said that to get away from helping us."

jimin replied as he sighed and waited for seokjin to pay the man. seokjin closed the door before heading to their apartment.

"did you enjoy your day today?"

seokjin asked jimin as the shorter male nodded, rambling about how a great experience that was and how he would never forget this day.

once they opened the door, they see a yoongi sprawled out on a couch, taking a nap.

"aish that hyung."

jimin scoffed as he flicked yoongi's forehead and ran in his room after he saw yoongi sprung up from the couch.

"i'm going to kill you park jimin!"

seokjin shook his head at their childish act and decided to clean up their apartment a bit.

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"you piece of fucking shit!"

taehyung threw a punch at jungkooks face, causing the younger male to drop on the floor. jungkook looked at taehyung as he stood up, licking the blood off from his lip.

"what the fuck was that for?"

jungkook asked calmly, which meant he was trying to control his anger. he had always had anger issues but learnt how to control them.

"how dare you steal what's mine!"

taehyung brought up his fist to punch jungkook again, but the younger male dodged the punch and kicked taehyung in his stomach. taehyung fell on the floor, coughing.

"i certainly don't remember having you stated that jimin was your boyfriend."

jungkook crouched beside taehyung, who was trying to regain his breath. he threw a punch at taehyung's face which resulted in taehyung getting a small cut on his cheek.

"and let me remind you, he doesn't even like you."

jungkook smirked as he saw taehyung growl and stand up, managing to kick jungkook as he ran towards him. taehyung sat on jungkooks stomach and started throwing punches on jungkooks face.

"what the hell is this?"

taehyung stopped a punch midair as he looked at the doorframe to see hoseok and namjoon standing there. hoseok ran towards jungkook and helped him up as namjoon pulled taehyung back.

"taehyung hyung started punching me out of nowhere."

jungkook leaned his body against hoseok's, who was helping him regain his posture. taehyung glared at him but was stopped by namjoon.

"taehyung, we have to talk."

namjoon dragged taehyung by the arm and brought him to their studio room, where all the recording happens.

namjoon pushes taehyung to a chair as he grabbed the aid kit and opened the box as he grabbed a cotton ball and rubbed some disinfection cream.

"care to explain."

taehyung hissed at the pain, he didn't even notice the small cut on his cheek. he shook his head, meaning he had nothing to say as namjoon sighed.

"this morning, you were acting nice and gentle, what happened?"

taehyung shrugged, namjoon was smart enough, he should be able to find out sooner or later.

"did jungkook say something?"

"and even if he did, you guys would just side with him. "

taehyung whispered, he stood up and grabbed a random sweater and opened the door.

"taehyung? where are you going? taehyung!"

taehyung ignored namjoon's calls and went out for a walk. he needed a break from all this hell.

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"did you take your medicine?"

hoseok asked jungkook as he tried disinfecting the cuts and bruises on his face. jungkook shrugged as he stared at the empty wall.

"answer me! you know how you get when you don't-"

"would you shut up?"

jungkook rolled his eyes, he stood up from the bed and walked out the room. hoseok grabbed jungkooks wrist and pulled him into the room again.

"what did you with the medicine?"

"would you back off while i'm asking nicely?"

"did you throw them out again?"

"fuck off!"

jungkook pushed hoseok away as he slammed the door closed. hoseok knew jungkook was dangerous at the moment, without the medicine, he started acting like a monster.

hoseok groaned as he stood up and felt a sharp pain on his wrist, he had landed on his right hand when he was pushed.

hoseok grabbed his phone from his pocket with his left hand and called namjoon.

"any luck?"

"no, but namjoon, jungkook, he-he left!"

"taehyung left too, don't worry, they always come back before our manager notices they are gone."

"i'll call you if i know anything."

"alright, head home okay? goodnight."

hoseok hung up the phone as he bit his bottom lip, he should have told namjoon about jungkook. but, he promised jungkook he wouldn't let anyone else know...

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"hey jimin, can you go buy some soda drinks for the dinner?"

jimin pouted at seokjin.

"why can't yoongi go?"

"he went to go buy his own dinner."

"let me guess, lamb skewers?"

seokjin sighed and nodded, he gave jimin money as the younger male shivered at the coldness of the night.

he turned a right at the nearest convenient store. he entered and shivered at the warmness of the store, he grabbed the drinks and decided to treat himself a small hot chocolate for the walk home.

he paid his stuff and decided to walk a longer way home, he knew seokjin wouldn't be finishing dinner till a bit later so he decided to take a walk.

jimin glanced quickly over at a small park and caught a glimpse of a shivering male. he frowned and looked both ways and saw no one there. he slowly walked towards the man and saw him sitting down on a swing, stuffing his hands in his pocket jeans. he only had a thin shirt!

jimin decided to leave the man there, he had watched too many horror movies with his hyungs and wanted to get home as soon as possible.

he turned back and stepped on a couple of leaves, letting his presence be known. he closed his eyes as he cursed underneath his breath.

he turned back to see if they had noticed he was there but saw no one anymore, he only saw the swing the man was sitting on swing back and forth.

he shivered and turned back to be blocked by a broad chest.

"please don't kill me! i swear i didn't mean to spy on you! i don't even have money-"

"...jimin?"

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who do you think it is?

this story is about to start progressing with romance and more drama ;D

prepare yourselves (':