Taehyung's POV

"Uhm... I want to say something." I started and let out a shaky breath, staring right into her bright brown eyes.

"Go on." She told me in a calm tone.

"This is it, Taehyung! You've been keeping your feelings for a month now. It's now or never." I thought to myself, giving myself a pat in the back mentally.

"I-"

"WHO ATE MY JELLIES?!"

"I DID! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?"

"YOU-"

"Hey stop it! If you wake Yoongi hyung up, he'll-"

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL SCREAMING?! SOMEONE'S TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!"

"HOSEOK HYUNG YOU SHOULD PROBABLY TURN THE MUSIC DOWN."

"WHAT? SPEAK UP JIMIN I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER DOING MY VICTORY DANCE CUZ YOU ARE LOSING THIS DANCE BATTLE"

"Uhmmm.." I said awkwardly, mentally asking myself why am I even friends with such crackheads. I was about to confess then and there but I guess the gods are trying to tell me that this ain't the right time.

"Should we like- check on them?" I heard Y/N's little voice chirp up. She was red, probably feeling second-hand embarrassment due to the noise that the boys are making that may or may not annoy the neighbors.

"Trust me, you do not wanna go in there. It's pure chaos." I told her.

I'm not making up stories. I can already imagine Jungkook running with Jin hyung chasing him with a slipper in his hand, Yoongi hyung holding a pillow in his arms and ready to whack the other guys with it, Jimin hyung and Hoseok hyung's loud footsteps as they dance to the beat while making a lot of unnecessary noise, and Namjoon hyung sitting on the couch like this is normal- actually this is normal.

"Come on." Y/N smiled before grabbing my hand and ran towards the danger zone. We stopped in front of the door and heard lots of noise- screams of both pain and anger could be perceived from meters away.

As Y/N was about to open the door, I grabbed her hand. "Are you sure about this?" I asked her.

Your POV

"Are you sure about this?" He asked me.

Why did he ask that in such a serious tone like it would possibly harm me? I mean, it's just the boys, there is no way that the living room is a total mess.

"Are you joking? Yes, I'm serious!" I said and opened the door wide. And I was so wrong.

Pillows, packets of chips, and bits of popcorn littered the floor. The couch was not in its right place and the kitchen sink was filled with dirty dishes that have yet to be done.

The sight disgusted me and it was obvious in the way that I stared at the six young adults that are present in the room. I know that this isn't my house but still...

Jungkook was holding back an angry Yoongi who stopped whacking around his pillow when he saw me, Hoseok and Jimin on the floor while sweating as they grew scared of my glare and immediately shut the music off, Namjoon who was just sitting on one of the beanbags while reading his book which was now on his thighs.

There was one missing. But who?

"WHAT HAPPENED HERE?" Taehyung shouted after waking up from his trance. "AND WHERE IS JIN HYUNG?"

Slowly, a scared-to-the-bone Kim Seokjin stood from behind the couch. His face showing not confidence but an embarrassment.

"I thought that you can do it?" Taehyung said to Seokjin, who was now trembling while playing with the hem of his shirt, obviously scared. I wonder why?

I quietly went my way to Hoseok and softly nudged his shoulder, making him look at me. "Why is Jin scared?" I asked.

He let out a shaky breath, "It's because it's rare for Taehyung to be mad and angry."

"Ohh..."I nodded, it is kind of weird to witness the cheerful man all angry, eyes filled with rage and all that – I was also a bit frightened. I looked at the said man who seemed to have calmed down a bit after Jimin hugged him and offered some banana milk.

"And I thought an angry Yoongi was scary." Jin rubbed his forehead in frustration as he went to the kitchen and started washing up the dishes.

The other guys started to tidy up the mess, Jimin and Jungkook pushed the couch back into its place as Namjoon, Hoseok, and Yoongi picked up the junk that was all over the floor.

Since I wasn't doing anything, I decided to help out. I went up to Jin who was busy washing the dishes.

"Ah! You scared me." He yelled and I let out a giggle before grabbing a towel and started to wipe the clean dishes dry before putting them away. Slowly, the house was going back to its original shape.

"So, Taehyung huh?" Seokjin said out of the blue. I could feel the smirk that was on his face as I put away the last dish.

"W-What do you mean?" I tried to act all innocent and unknowing when in reality I know exactly what he is talking about. Well, I am having a small crush at the guy, and his actions are making me fall for him.

But, I'm scared, scared of falling. And the pain that comes with it.

"Since when?" He asked and nudged me on the shoulder teasingly.

"I-I don't know what you are talking about." I don't know what to say. I could feel my face heating up, and I'm pretty sure that my ears are pretty red by now.

"Wait, are you serious?" He looked at me, astonished. "So, you and Taehyung aren't dating?"

"WHAT?!" He shushed me, and I just screamed internally. Why would he think that?

"So, you aren't?" He asked me, genuine curiosity swirling in his deep brown orbs.

"No" I said and I felt hurt – is this not just a crush? Is it blooming into something more?

"No, stop thinking like that Y/N. There is no way the THE Kim Taehyung would ever like you in that way. But he did kiss me first- gosh stop it!" I mentally quarreled with myself. Out of frustration, I slapped myself really hard in the face to the point that a bright red hand was there imprinted on my face.

Jin, who was peacefully cleaning up the sink threw the kitchen towel after he heard the loud slap. "Now, why would you do that?" He exclaimed as he held my face with his lemon-scented hands that were due to the soap I presumed.

"Hmm... we might need to put some ice on that." He said as sat me on the counter and went to grab some ice.

He came back with some ice cubes that were wrapped in a towel. Slowly and gently, he placed in on the mark which soothed the pain.

"Yo, hyung! What's for dinner?" Hoseok came in the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of cool water from the fridge. He looked in our direction and almost choked on his water.

"Why? What's wrong with Y/N?" He asked in which Jin replied in a tone so monotonous, "She slapped herself."

"SHE SLAPPED HERSELF?!" Hoseok exclaimed out of shock which caught all of the boys' attentions. They all scurried to the kitchen and stared at me who was still sitting on the counter top while being treated by Seokjin.

"I wanna disappear." I muttered while closing my eyes, not being able to handle this embarrassment no more.

"Where's Park Jimin?" Seokjin asked the others who only responded with and "I don't know"

I could hear footsteps slowly going towards me and it's not helping my current situation at all. I could feel a warm presence beside me. "Yah, why'd you do that?" His deep voice rang in my ear.

"I-"

"GUYS! LET'S PLAY JENGA." Jimin said while carrying the box over his head like a little kid. I let out a relieved sigh.

My life saver, Park Jimin.

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So uhm... these are such lame chapters I'm so sorry :<<<<