Jungkook dives under his blankets, taking shelter under the six fluffiest ones he could find. Is it possible to suffocate himself and die?

Cause gosh, did that sound like an amazing plan right now.

There's a knock on his door and he freezes.

"Kookie, it's Taehyung."

Holy fuck! Jungkook's eyes go wide.

"Kookie are you in there?"

"No," Jungkook blurts and then pauses.

He groans at his stupidity and buries himself back under the blankets willing them to just suffocate him right then and there. He hears the lock click open.

"Jesus Christ, Jungkook. You'll kill yourself like that!" Taehyung scolded as he tried to pry off the blankets from the younger.

"That's exactly the plan," Jungkook mumbles miserably.

"What the— yah, get out of there."

"No."

"Is this about the fanart you posted?"

Jungkook freezes.

No no no, please no.

"It was cute."

Jungkook peeks out from under the blankets.

"What?" he squeaks.

To be continued