Alternate|| VMINKOOK

IX

AUTHOR'S NOTE- Leave if you are gonna hate on this book or the author because I do not take negative energy. THIS IS ONLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES

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" I started having trouble thinking clearly or concentrating"

"It was the first early warning signs"

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"Jimin-ah" Jimin heard his name being called in his dream as he felt something squishing his cheeks for the thousandth time. He groaned as a ray of sunshine met his eyes.

"8 more hours," He mumbled as he turned his back away from the sun, only to be met with a gun squished in his face.

"Surprise motherfucker, there are 2 bullets in this gun, let's see if God is on your side today," and Yoongi pulled the trigger two times and was about to pull it again when Jin grabbed the gun out of his hands in fright.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You could have killed hi-"

"Now I'm turned on, "Jimin groaned as he rolled out of bed.

"What?!" Jin shouted at Jimin, while Yoongi took back his gun from the elder and smiled in triumph

"He gets turned on by the thrilling sense of death," Yoongi explained. 

"For example, I told Jackson to put two bullets in this pistol, didn't tell him where to put it, so I too wouldn't know what would be the outcome."

"Not knowing if you'll die him a rush of energy, so as he hears the pull of the trigger and the adrenaline pumping in his veins to find out the outcome, it makes him horny," Yoongi chuckled.

"You wouldn't understand," he said as he patted Jin's shoulder and exited.

Jin looked at the younger in fear. "What are you."

"Your baby boy," Jimin answered as he kissed Jin's cheeks and went downstairs. "Come on, hyung, I'm hungry.

"He's gonna get himself killed one day," and Jin shivered at the thought before following him down the stairs and to the kitchen, where the others were.

Namjoon, as always, had his laptop out, typing away. Jungkook, in the gym closest to the kitchen. Yoongi, being a maniac, still doesn't fully understand him. Hoseok, dancing in the living room. Taehyung, helping Namjoon with something. And Jimin, waiting for food.

"Chim, when was the last time you ate." 

"2 months, 16 days, 7 hours, 3 minutes, and 58 seconds ago," he said with a shrug.

"What"

"Just make me some food, hyung" Jimin looked at young with doe eyes. "Besides, it's not like I haven't had fruits here and there, so technically, I haven't eaten at least a chip in-" he pointed at Namjoon.

"3 days, 16 hours, and 7 seconds ago, you ate a slice of watermelon, and that was it. 22 hours, and 32 seconds ago, you drank a glass of water" Namjoon finished Jimin's sentence without even looking from his computer

"Is he some human calculator?"

"He's my personal calculator hyung," Jimin smiled. "But you can have him in the bed, ain't that right, Papi Chulo." 

That earned a raw egg being thrown at Jimin by Jin and a fit of choking from Namjoon.

"Go and shower," Jungkook said as he entered, seeing egg whites being dripped from Jimin.

"Oh come on, you know you love me, dirty or not, I'm still sexy" Jimin went up to the youngest, rubbing all the whites on Jungkook as he hugged him.