"Damn, who hit you?" said Hoseok as he saw his friend walk into the room, he walked closer to him, examining his face.

It was around 2 a.m. when Jimin walked in, a bag in hand, cotton buds in his nostrils and a bruise forming on his right eye. The room was still lit, Hoseok wondering around searching for something, Jungkook editing some photos on his laptop and obviously waiting for his friend to get some food, and finally Namjoon laying in bed, scrolling through his phone. They all looked like they were waiting for him and that made him feel warm inside.

"It's nothing," replied the shortest as the other guys approached him.

"Do we need to hit someone?" Jungkook stood up, throwing the laptop away. He went closer to Jimin as his nose flared already showing off his muscles in an act of display.

"No, no, it isn't like that."

"Do you need to go to a hospital? I think we have first aid somewhere here," Namjoon gasped rummaging through some bags.

"That's definitely going to leave a mark there," Hoseok touched Jimin's bruise slightly as it started changing colours already.

"OWW! No! It was Eun!"

"Eun?" Jungkook tilted his head, not satisfied by the answer.

"Eun, the girl? The polaroid picture girl?" Hoseok tried skimming his brain through the familiar names for hers but how could he forget Jimin's first source of embarrassment.

"Yes, I was walking and saw her in an alley and scared her unintentionally," Jimin was explaining himself in the middle of the room while the three guys listened intently, expecting a fight in the streets and despite the oldest two being terrified of the idea of having to fight someone especially a group, the youngest, Jungkook, was more than happy to throw punches at the abusers.

"So she hit you?"

The room was silent for a mere second,

Before they broke into fits of laughter.

"HEY!"

The three men laid on the ground clutching their stomachs as they laughed their lungs out, not believing what misfortune fell upon their friend to be that unlucky.

"JIMIN GOT HIT BY THE GIRL HE LIKED! THAT'S WORSE THAN A REJECTION! BAHAHAHAHAHA!" screamed the youngest, limbs all over the mini floor.

"It wasn't like that! I scared her, okay? She thought I was a bad guy!"

When Jimin thought the giggling would come to an end, the laughter just got louder, tears now pouring out of their eyes as they pictured him getting smacked by a petite woman. Jimin's face was neutral now, waiting for them to finish their cracking session.

"Okay guys enough, we shouldn't make fun of him as he- as he got hit-" Namjoon didn't finish his sentence, breaking off in the middle of his own realization, the other two barely breathing choking on their own saliva.

It took them 3 minutes and 21 seconds, as Jimin counted, to stop with the giggling parade. He just stood in the middle, his face unbothered, patiently waiting.

"That's not even the worst part about it," Jimin declared, "I forgot my wallet and she paid for everything."

Here we go again,

Jimin thought as they snickered once more,

Choke you bastards.

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Sneaking into the room was harder than sneaking out specially that Nara was tossing and turning in her sleep.

Eun placed her bag on the bedside table slowly and got her pajamas out, tiptoeing through the room.

"Where were you?"

Eun froze in place as her friend's voice echoed through the room. She turned around facing Nara who had her eyes open now, she gulped.

"Isn't it too late to go out?"

"I was buying things from the market."

"Couldn't these things wait till the morning?"

"I couldn't let you to wait till the morning," Eun's voice squeaked, she knew she shouldn't have been out late, had it not been for Jimin, she wouldn't have made it out til next day, that was if she did.

"Buying me things doesn't mean I'll let it slide easily," Nara sat up, eyeing Eun, "You have something to say, don't you?"

"Ok, remember the cute guy?" Eun started her mini story.

"There we go, spill it all out but throw me that bag first."

Eun clapped excitedly, tossing the sac to her friend as she went on changing her outfit, getting ready to tell her new bedtime story.

"Eun?" Nara continued, "You bought noodles only?"

"Wha-"

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After getting scolded by the motel owner for being too loud, the four guys got ready for bed, preparing for a new day.

Jimin was sitting on his bed, daydreaming about the girl when a packet hit his face, catching him off guard.

"Does this look like freaking food to you?!"

His eyes widened, searching for the direction it came from, targeting the youngest but what caught his eye was the bag in his hand, which Jungkook threw at him right after.

Instead of noodles the bag held heat packs, some painkillers and-

Jimin squinted his eyes to see, he looked at the packet on his bed now and gasped.

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THE WINGS?!

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A/N

This was a really awkward chapter to right, as much as fun it was, we're hitting a taboo subject so yeah

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