Till Death Do Us Part ||Taekook||

Chapter #31 He Has A What?

The man scoffed.

"Jimin. My name is Jimin. How the fuck did you get my name that wrong? Jaehyung? Really?"

He looked at me with betrayal.

"You didn't tell him I was coming?" He said, his arms crossed. I rolled my eyes again.

"I was going to, but you did the honors by breaking both the wall and the door all in a matter of being here for two seconds. You're paying for Fix-it-Felix since your Wreck-it-Ralph ass can't figure out how to open a door like a civilized human-being."

Jimin glanced behind him where a few butlers were already inspecting the damage. He swung back around.

"Sure whatever." He waved. I scoffed. He waltzed past Yoongi, clearly offended he didn't remember his name. He fell back onto the couch, throwing his legs over mine.

"Massage my feet, will ya?"

"Get your crooked ass toes away from me you slut!" I pushed Jimin's feet off my lap.

Yoongi sat back, piling his face with heart shaped strawberries, enjoying the show to his full content.

"Crooked toes?! My toes are more beautiful than anything your virgin ass can offer. You probably shoot out more composting skin cells than sperm from how long it's been since you got laid!"

"It's decomposing, not composting you dumbass!"

"Same fucking thing!"

"I would rather have the same body count as a thousand year old Egyptian mummy than an envelope without an address. A flimsy piece of paper that bounces around from doorstep to doorstep letting whatever tongue it can find lick its seal!"

"Face it! Your just jealous that I've felt more sexual pleasure in the last 24 hours than you have your entire life. Rather be a slut than a celibate! I can't imagine what kind of things we could find in those little flaps of skin that never see the light of day!"

"Oh please! You'd suck me off if I asked you to!"

Jimin scoffed.

"That's different. If you were my husband I'd give you poison."

"If you were my husband I'd drink it."

"Oh please! You fucking hypocrite. You called me last night going on and on how much you missed me. You begged me like some bitch, pleading with me to not be mad at you."

"It was a moment of weakness. A moment of forgetfulness. I felt so miserable without you; entirely forgetting that it's almost as bad as having you here."

"If you hated me that much you wouldn't have invited me!"

"Invited? You threatened me because I told you that I was inviting your little prince charming!"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." Jimin warned.

Yoongi kicked his feet up onto the coffee table, clearly enjoying every minute of this conversation.

"Ugly ass bitch." He snarled, kicking at my face with his feet. I crawled over to him, slamming legs into cushions of the couch.

"Lump of foul deformity!"

"What the fuck does that even mean?!"

"How can a world famous lawyer be so fucking stupid?!"

"Oh please! How can a straight 'A' student fail the fucking permit test?! You were literally asked what color a stop sign was and still failed!"