Boys With Love [COMPLETE]

Chapter 31: The Chemistry Between Us

I type in all the symptoms. The result pops up in large black letters on the screen, and I feel my face muscles drop in dismay.

"Yoogi, I regret to inform you that you have every symptom of CORVID-19! The disease caused by the caranovirus! The reason we're in a pandemic?"

"We're in a panoramic?" Yoongi whispered in a dry voice. Oh no! Brain fog and confusion is another symptom :(

"We have to get you treated!" Just as I was about to dial Dr. Phil (a family friend of my mom's), Namjoon walks into the room.

"DID SOMEONE SAY CORVID-19?????? IN MY HOUSEHOLD????" he yells. "DON'T WORRY YOONGI. I WILL DEVELOP A CURE."

He shoves Yoonguiw into a random closet and locks the door before sprinting outside to the garage. 30 seconds later, I hear a screech and see a chartreuse Corvette.

"GET IN Y/N, WE'RE GOING EXPERIMENTING!"

"Ok, I don't technically have a driver's license, and I drove at 90 mph to get here, so we have approximately a few hours until the cops come to arrest me," the tall goggled, nerd-shirt-clad man said.

Namjoon and I sprint from the parking lot across the campus of Bangtan College to get to the labs at 5 AM. I didn't know college was even open at 5 AM! I haven't attended class in a while. I'm sure getting an F isn't that bad, right? It's only the sixth letter of the alphabet, it's better than getting a Y or something >:).

When we get to the basement of the science building, Namjoon discreetly unlocks the door to reveal a dingy and dark lab.

"Uwaaaa!! This lab is jinjja high tech!!" I screech in excitement, grabbing the nearest bottle of liquid and bringing it to my eye to look at. There's a goldfish swimming in the test tube.

"Uh...yep! High tech! That's what this place is!" Namjoon exclaims. "Totally not where I cook my meth," he murmurs to himself.

He sets all the books on the lab table and starts flipping through them like it's a recipe book.

"Oh, I love cooking! As long as we aren't using watermelons..."

"Yeah, that's totally what we are doing," Namjoon says, tightening his goggles and grabbing a bunch of test tubes and pipettes. "You can go to that table and start mixing things up."

Namjoon points at the other counter opposite of them. There's a bunch of white substances in boxes over there. Sugar and flour, perfect to make a cake!!!

As the smart man does his thing, I toss the sugar and flour into a bowl with white sticky liquid that's probably some milk and cornstarch. There's some other brown liquid that I think is vanilla extract so I toss it in nonchalantly.

Mixy mixy mix! I stir all the ingredients together and it smells great! Kinda like crack cocaine mixed with iodine mixed with crystal meth. Yummy.

Before I know it, the mixture in front of me starts bubbling and I gulp. I stick a finger in—it's super duper hot, like Jungkookie oppar's spEcial banana. I try to lick it, but before I can get my tongue on my finger, the whole thing blows up in my face.

"Y/N!!!" Namjoon turns around to look at me. I can see myself reflected in the clear goggles. My brown hair now tinged black with soot, my nose crooked from the force of the explosion, my face completely covered in the white powder.

"OMMO I LOOK KOREAN!!!"

"Yeah? Yeah, you silly goose? Yeah?? Silly goose, you're so silly, you," Namjoon smirks as he cleans the white powder off my body. "You naughty pussy! Naughty pussy naughty pussy~~~ who's your daddy now~~~"

Before I can reply, a long whiny sound comes from the outside world.

"Oh shit, that's the po-po! They're here to arrest me for driving 90+ in a 15 mph school zone."

Loud footsteps thump down the hallway, and the door to the lab slams open. The silhouette of a lanky, broad-shouldered boy stands in the doorway.

"TAEHYUNA????" Namjoon and I both scream in shock. How did  he get here?

"COMe ON, you don't have time!!!!! Pack up your shit and let's go!!!!!" Taehyung starts mixing together all of our bowls, ending it with a magic salt bae flourish. A magic purple poof comes from the bowl, and a perfectly clear mixture splashes around in it.

"Holy EHOWIO TAHEYUIN G!!!! You made the vaccine!!!!" Namjoon yells. He picks up a giant ladle and ladles the mixture into the spoon. "NOW let's get out of here!!!!"

Precariously holding the giant spoon full of protection juice, we sprint down the (no longer sexy) streets of Seoul all the way back to the penthouse, avoiding the red and green police lights chasing after us.

After barging in through the door, the two of us dogpile in the living room while Namjoon delicately transfers the giant ladle of vaccination into a pot (hahahahahah, pot).

"Now what?"

We all stare at each other in uncertainty.

"Now...we get vaccinated."

(A/N: FINAL CHAPTER COMING OUT IN A FEW DAYS GET READY ;)))))))