Love, Affairs, and Hardships | PJM

6.

No One's POV:

"TAE I'M HOME!" Eunji's voice echoed through the house as she burst through the front door. As soon as she entered, her eyes fell upon Taehyung, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, engrossed in a movie.

Eunji tossed her bag aside and leaped onto the couch, resting her head on Taehyung's lap. He tenderly stroked her hair as they both enjoyed the movie. Eunji hummed contentedly, feeling comforted by her brother's presence.

"I am sorry, Jiji. I let them fight near you and even scolded Jimin later," Taehyung confessed, his voice filled with regret.

Eunji lifted her head to look at Taehyung, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's okay, Tae. And, yah, sorry for ruining it and stuff, you know," she apologized, her eyes reflecting her genuine concern for her brother.

Jimin, who had quietly joined them on the couch, chimed in, "Why are you apologizing? It's my fault; I forgot too. I am sorry." He shrugged, trying to make amends.

Eunji let out a surprised squeak and quickly sat up, turning her gaze toward Jimin. "When did you get here?" she inquired, caught off guard.

"Before you did. I was in the kitchen," Jimin replied casually. Eunji regarded them both with a curious expression before deciding to retreat to her room. She closed her door and flopped onto her bed, a dreamy smile on her face.

'He's so cute, I just wanna squish his cheeks so bad,' she thought to herself, hugging her pillow tightly as she daydreamed about Jimin.

•••

"Woah, your house is nice," Chan remarked as he set his bag near Eunji's table and took a seat. Jungkook, on the other hand, enthusiastically hopped onto Eunji's bed and wrapped his arms around her favorite stuffed toy.

"Hey, that's mine! No touchy-touchy," Eunji protested, swiftly snatching her stuffed toy back from Jungkook's grasp. He grinned mischievously.

"I get it; Pajamas gifted it to you, but you don't have to be so possessive about it," Jungkook teased, clearly enjoying himself.

"Pajamas?" Chan asked, bewildered by the peculiar nickname.

"Oh, that's Jimin's code name I made up. 'Pj's' stands for pajamas, and 'Pj' also means Park Jimin," Jungkook explained with a smirk, knowing well how Eunji felt about Jimin.

Eunji shot Jungkook a disgusted look. "Jesus, Jiji, you can't even hear a thing about him," Jungkook chuckled, provoking Eunji further.

Eunji retaliated by picking up her pillow and playfully whacking Jungkook with it. He laughed and pulled her onto the bed, wrapping his arms around her.

"Ew, don't hug me, you rat," Eunji complained when Jungkook squeezed her tightly. He released her and ruffled her hair.

"If you or Taehyung ruffle my hair again, I am gonna bite your hands," she warned, but Jungkook just laughed.

Chan observed their playful banter with an amused smile on his face. Then, out of curiosity, he asked, "Have you guys ever felt something for each other?"

Jungkook and Eunji froze in their tracks, their expressions turning incredulous. They stared at Chan as if he had spoken a foreign language. "I- what?" Eunji sputtered, genuinely baffled.

In response, Jungkook hastily pushed Eunji away, causing her to tumble off the bed. "Ouch, you motherfucker, that hurt!" she complained, rubbing her sore backside. "And you, Bang Chan, don't you ever say those words again," she warned, her tone deadly serious.

Jungkook chimed in, showing Chan his arm with goosebumps. "Look, I got goosebumps when I heard you," he said with a shiver.

"We're like siblings," Jungkook emphasized, and Eunji nodded in agreement.

"My bad, y'all look good together, you know," Chan teased, amused by their reaction.

"WHAT, ARE YOU CRAZY?" they both exclaimed simultaneously, making Chan chuckle.

"No, never, he's my son," Eunji declared, patting Jungkook's head.

"I am not your dog, okay?" Jungkook retorted, feigning offense. "Besides, she's in love with Ji—" Eunji quickly covered his mouth, her eyes wide with panic.

"He's at home too, you know, with Tae," Eunji whispered in Jungkook's ear. His smirk returned. "I have an idea; come closer, you guys," he whispered mischievously.

•••

"Die, Die, DIE!" Taehyung exclaimed as he aggressively mashed the buttons on his controller, his eyes glued to the TV screen. Jimin shot him an incredulous 'what the heck' glance.

"Jimin, help me over here! Hey, what are you doing? JIMIN! PARK JIMIN!" Taehyung shouted desperately, but Jimin remained fixated on Eunji, who was descending the stairs.

She reached the front door and opened it. "Let's go to my room; Tae has his friends over," Jimin heard her say to the person at the door. A faint murmur of "Am I just Taehyung's friend to her?" escaped Jimin's lips, hardly audible amidst Taehyung's frantic shouting.

"HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I AM DYING!" Taehyung continued to bellow, not once tearing his gaze from the game.

Meanwhile, Jimin found it impossible to focus on the screen after witnessing Eunji hug Chan, who had apparently shown up invited in their household. Well, technically, it was Taehyung and Eunji's home, but what was Taehyung's was also his, right?

As Eunji, Jungkook, and Chan retreated to her bedroom, Jimin was left alone with the ever-boring Taehyung, playing video games. Taehyung's cold voice pierced the air, snapping Jimin back to reality.

"Jimin," Taehyung uttered icily, glaring daggers at him. Jimin shifted uncomfortably in his seat, sensing the tension. "I died," he stammered, trying to divert Taehyung's attention back to the game. However, Taehyung's intense gaze sent shivers down Jimin's spine.

"TAE, hahaha, oh, shit—" Jimin began, but before he could finish his sentence, he bolted away from the TV as Taehyung lunged at him. Their laughter echoed through the house as they engaged in a playful chase.

In the end, Jimin may not have been seen again after that day, and all Eunji and her friends heard were the last screams of Park Jimin's .