"JUNGKOOK. PAY ATTENTION OR NAMJOON IS GONNA WOOP YOUR ASS!" Jin screamed slapping the book onto the table making me shift uncomfortably on the hard floor.

"Wait, why do I have to give him a beating?" Namjoon frantically panicked with wide eyes.

"Yea, can I slap his ass?" Lisa piped from beside me with a proud smirk.

Jungkook smirked back.

Jimin scoffed.

Taehyung and Hoseok OOOO'd.

Yoongi snorted himself awake

And Namjoon's soul left his body.

With a huff the large man collected his spirit and grabbed Jungkook by his shirt while dragging him into Taehyung's room, closing the door shut with a bang. A couple seconds later painful yelps could be heard from Jungkook as Namjoon began disciplining him.

We couldn't help but chuckle at his over dramatic yelps and screams for mercy.

Walking back out Jungkook gave a sheepish smile and Namjoon had composed himself back to main man of the room. Our attention drawn back to Jin as he ahem'd and let my pink fluffy pen dance between his fingers.

"So, Lesson one: Heart functions and structure."

Jin's words drowned out of my ears as I felt Jimin's leg nudge me and motioned to look at my phone. After we decided to create the group text of Namjoon memes, every single boy in that room had my number. It was the most male persons I've ever had in my contact list and to be honest it felt a little less lonely.

Jimin🧚🏻‍♂️

Hey there.

How important is this?

very.
Let's play 20 questions eh?

hmmm. Nah.

Oh come on it'll be fun.
I promise. 😊

Fine.

Okay okay.
What's your favorite color?

Violet.

Interesting.

My turn.
When will this game end?

Duh, after 19 more questions.

Major eye roll*

Well, I'm glad we're well aquatinted now. Do you like Taehyung?

Lmao who?

The second hottest boy in this room.

Wow, who's the first?

You're talking to him. 😏

Ahahah. Did you hear me snort?
Lisa is the hottest, sorry buddy.

Did you just buddy me?
Ouch. My heart.

Hey wait. Don't avoid the
question.

COME BACK PLEASE
ENTERTAIN ME.

———

I looked up from my phone considering what Jimin said, allowing my eyes to graze over Taehyung's figure. Did I like him? Isn't there a step by step process that I would go through before falling in love? I've seen girls laugh at the stupidest jokes their boyfriends make, and it seems that even love can make a want-to-be comedian hilarious. The need to smile at him like an idiot didn't come naturally. I didn't feel that.

Additionally, wouldn't I be jealous of every interaction he would have with a different girl?

I watched as his hand lightly touched Lisa's while borrowing my stolen highlighter without her permission. I watched as they fought over the disgusting yellow color in a frenzy. Their skin touching more and more with every passing second as they fought like four year olds. But still no jealousy arose within me, I didn't even have the energy to stop the war.

"Lay off pretty boy, I had it first." Lisa hissed.

Nope. I feel nothing.

Jimin🧚🏻‍♂️

Hey, the answer to your
question is no.

Are you just saying that?

No, I've actually thought this
one through.

Hmm. Don't believe you. :)
Tell me the truth. Or I'll tell
everyone what's really up.

Black mail? And admitting
to a lie?

What do you even have
on me?

Let's just say I know what
Taehyung's hickeys look
like. ;)

———

My eyes shot up at Jimin. In return he chuckled and gave a mind bobbling wink. I knew one thing for sure, I was about to be in deep trouble. Not only did he have evidence of a hickey. No... probably a couple hickeys, but he was planning on using that against me to admit to something I didn't even understand. Love.

Opening my phone back up I started hysterically typing an essay long message that I hoped would explain everything to Jimin.

The phone.

The attempt to hide the broken phone.

Me putting my hands in places I shouldn't have.

And explaining where that led me to.

I knew it was a risky text and it would provide him with much more entertainment than I wanted it to. But I had to do it.

Finishing the last sentence eagerly, I examined my handiwork for any grammatical mistakes. My eyes so focused intently on the text that I barely saw Jin's hands slide under my phone and pull it from my grasp like butter.

"Young lady. This is going to be taken away until class is over."

"WAIT NO. I NEED TO SEND THAT TEXT." I screamed with wide glassy eyes.

Jin's eyebrow raised in question. But his curiosity got the best of him when he saw the long message I was typing. A sly smirk  made way onto those once educational lips.

"Class, who would like to hear Y/N and who is this? Oh. Jimin's conversation?" His evil smile grew from ear to ear, mimicking that of a Disney villain.

"OOOOOOO." Everyone chimed in with glee.

Oh but not Jimin. He knew what trouble we were both about to be in.

"AHEM. Hey there." He mimicked Jimin's voice as sexily as he could.

Everyone spouted out more OOO's like a kissing scene in a movie started playing.

"How important is this?" He continued trying to mock my voice, but was clearly failing miserably, "very, let's play twenty questions ehhh?"

Everyone starting howling together like wolfs.

"Jin.. stop it." Jimin's calm voice was stricken with low thunder.

"Hmmmmmm. NAHH." His over exaggerations we're making it worse.

"Oh come on, it'll be fun. I promise." He slipped those words off his tongue like a sexual serpent, earning whistles from all the boys.

With every text that he read I could see my demise coming closer and closer as my cheeks heated up to a crimson red.

"Jin..I'm warning you.." again Jimin's low growl cut through the air, this time getting Taehyung's attention.

As Jin read on both Jimin and Taehyung's scowls churned deeper and deeper.

"Well, I'm glad we're WELL aquatinted now, Do you like-"

"JIN!" Both Jimin and Taehyung had raised their voices above all the howls and whistles.

I held my breath and prayed to whoever was out there in the sky to help me.

And in the quiet of the moment Jin stopped, but my heart sank when I watched him continue scrolling through our conversation. His eyes widening with every second probably already reading my pornographic essay.

"We're... we.. WE ARE. Going to continue class." Eyes darting to and fro from me and Taehyung and setting my phone onto the desk behind him.

Thanks Jin for being so sneaky.

"I'm going to be using a different method to teach, so Yoongi can you hand me... YOONGI. WAKE UP AND HAND ME SOME PRINGLES."

In a fit, Pringles flew across the room and hit Jin's face.

"Okay. Teacher you're fired, I'll take over from here." Lisa pushed him down to the floor next to a wide eyed Namjoon.

"Whoever answers this question first gets a Pringle."

At the sound of those words everyone quit messing around and looked straight forward like straight A students. Even Yoongi awoke from his deep slumber and blinked the sleep away making Jin scoff.

"Okay good, A woman complains of heart burn and not enough energy throughout the day. What should-"

"69"

...

"Taehyung that wasn't even close." I said wondering whether he was being serious.

"But I was first."

"He's not wrong. Lisa said whoever answered first." Hoseok shrugged in his defense.

Lisa handed Taehyung a Crunchy Pringle making all of our mouths water.

"Wait a second. Taehyung were you implying that the woman should have more sex?" Jimin started a laughing frenzy between us all.

The loud chirps of my phone broke us out of our ugly laughs. But the chirps came faster and faster as dozens of messages from different numbers popped up on my phone.

"What is it Y/N?" Taehyung voiced the same question I too had.

"Dam so popular," Jungkook shot me a wink.

Looking through my phone my eyes started to widen. And my knees started to grow weak reading the different messages.

"Y/N.."

"Hey.. what's wrong.."

"Talk to us would you?"

Lisa walked over and grabbed my phone from my shaking hands, reading over the messages before mumbling to herself, "Phase two has begun."

"Phase two? What?" Yoongi stretched his arms out and leaned towards the phone, his face turning even whiter than what we thought possible.

"It's phase two of the girls' revenge plan. Putting pictures out on social media of her, giving out Y/N's personal info, you know address, number. Stuff like that."

"Wait wait wait. So your telling me, there are a whole bunch of creeps that are trying to contact Y/N and now know where she lives?" Hoseok's voice filled with utter shock.

"Yep. But don't worry. If someone is with her at all times there shouldn't be a problem. And Jimin, can you take care of this?" Lisa handed my phone to Jimin who gladly started getting to work.

+477 377-5699

Hey baby cakes, just saw
your picture. And I'm
interested.

Want to meet up later on
tonight? ;)

Of course!
I hope you like it rough right? ;)

I'll take it however you
want it. 😏😏

Want a picture of me now? 👅💦

Show daddy.

wait...

What? Is there something
You don't like?

I'm ready for you baby.
👉🏻👌🏻

The number you are trying
to reach is no longer available or has blocked you from receiving any further messages. Check the number and
Try again!
———

Jimin handed me my phone back and relief poured over me reading the last message. Maybe things were going to be okay.

"I just can't believe he blocked me after I sent such sexy selfies." Jimin sniffled with his head hung.

Chuckling, everyone started to file out of our dorm room waving goodbye to both me and Taehyung. Only one person remained behind.

"So what's wrong with it?" Taehyung questioned Jimin.

Out of the small of his pocket, Jimin pulled out Taehyung's phone, "Water Damage, and it's not revivable" before walking out the door with a salute.

Heaving, Taehyung took the phone from his small delicate hands and shoved it into his own pocket.

I need to SKRR SKRRR out of here..

Turning on my heels, I innocently started for my room.

"Y/N. Come back. And sit your ass down. I think we have lots to talk about."

Gulping, I sat down at the kitchen table, praying for a quick and painless death.

He stood in front of me, his figure towering over me. Taking his black phone to hand and setting it neatly on display on the white granite table. His hands grabbing either side and leaning towards me, I could feel his warm breath on my face.

"Start talking."

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GUYS, I WAS BEING PAID TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER :)
no it's not what you think.
I actually just wrote it at work. Lol shhhh don't tell my boss.
I know it's been a while since I posted. And in the last chapter I promised memes. Don't stress they will come... eventually :)

I GOT SIDE TRACKED OK.