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The sky was dipped in bright orange and yellow hues as the sun arose from beneath the tall buildings of Seoul. Birds chirping could be heard from outside as the fresh morning dew listened to its music juxtaposing the silent breathing of everyone still sleeping soundly, tucked under their blankets to keep them from the cold that made its way in through the smallest gaps of their closed windows.

Birds were on top of electric wires as they cooed of hunger, searching for early breakfast from high above, on the low grounds that humans must've dropped. Bigger birds that had webbed feet and green coloured heads were seen migrating, flying higher, forming a triangle shape with their flock. The—

"—DUCK!" a groggy voice shrieked that came from a short man who was still in his pyjamas that were way too big for his height. Another man who was slightly taller from the older yelped in response as he did duck down, cowering in slight fear with both of his hands over his head to protect him from whatever object it was that was coming for him to who knows what intention.

"NO! I MEAN DUCK!" at that very moment a loud smack was heard that came from the wide window of the bathroom that the both stood in. There, a duck was seen splat straight onto the glass as it slowly slid down only to fly once again back to its flock, with a few feathers falling out from the accident, as soon as it shook its head, almost human-like and regained its proper consciousness.

"Aw, poor duck. I hope he's okay." Yoongi pouted before landing his eyes on Hoseok who was still crouched down on the ground with his head turned all the way to his back to look at what just happened.

"Jesus Christ! Yoongi don't fucking scare me like that. It's six in the morning for goodness sake!" Hoseok grumbled and stood up from his position, ruffling his fluffy raven locks and stood beside the shorter male with both pair of eyes looking straight at the bath tub that contained nothing but two eighteen year old adults, messy hair, drooling and clothes all wrinkled up "So how are we supposed to wake these airbags up?" Hoseok added.

"Easy." Yoongi did not hesitate to step closer, turning the shower on and dragged Hoseok for their dear lives, downstairs, laughing and screaming.

It wasn't long till both of the ones that slept inside the tub joined in screaming but ten times louder that the eight people downstairs could hear their fret and asking the duo who just arrived what have they done.

"THERE'S A STORM INSIDE THE HOUSE!" a deeper voice exclaimed as he felt all his clothes soak up but the water preventing his eyes to open.

"IT'S GOING TO FLOOD!" The latter added, her hands jerking towards her face to sweep away the hair. It didn't take long for Taehyung to realize who that voice was. Even through the annoying splashes of the water hitting his embodiment, his eyes snapped wide in petrification and saw the wicked woman whose face was drowning from not only water but also the mascara dripping down her cheeks and smudged lipstick around the rim of her swollen lips. Taehyung screamed louder than ever. His voice becoming high pitched that even topped off Beyonce's amazingly high notes. But his was not amazing, it was like hearing a banshee on top of your roof at midnight.

"What animal in Noah's ark are you?!" He backed off with a horrified face, away from the girl who was trying to reach for the lever to turn off the pestilent gush of water. After doing so, her gaze shifted rapidly to the man beside him who had his hand on his chest in a feminine manner with breathing patterns turned irregularly faster.

Oh he wasn't afraid of what just happened but because of what might've happened the previous night.

"Why the hell are we in here together?!" Y/N questioned for him with aggravation evident in her voice as she struggled to get out of the small area that Taehyung made even smaller with his large physique. Y/N darted herself downstairs, not giving a single damn about the dripping wet trail she made that ruined the carpets, probably costing more than her miserable life. Taehyung followed not long after taking a towel from the bathroom cabinet and dampening himself a little bit and directing himself to another room first.

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