I was more than aware of all the guys looking at us coming to the living room. At him, to be more precise.
'I know I basically had an aneurysm, but I'm not dead, so stop looking at me like that. Creeping me out.' Jimin scolded them right away
'Yeah. He's back.' Jin snorts
'I think I prefer the memory loss Jimin. He was not rude.' Yoongi flings a pillow at him, but he got it back into his face in no time
'That's for knocking me out in Daegu.' Jimin tells him in that stern tone, then smiles at him. 'But thank you for that. I needed to be put out. I would have killed her.' He swallowed at his own words
'Bold of you to assume that you can get rid of me that easily.' I tease him
'You're still an idiot for not fighting me back.' He scolds me, smacking me with a different pillow
'I did fight you back.' I argue
'What? That second time when you got shot?' He raises an eyebrow at me, and then it downs on him, and he turns to Jungkook, who was hiding behind Namjoon, being as quiet as he could. 'You shot my wife.'
'Sorry, hyung. That wasn't the plan. No one was supposed to be shot. I was gonna fire next to you to scare you, but that idiot of yours jumped in the way and got herself shot.' Jungkook never calls anyone hyung. He must be scared shitless right now.
'He never called me hyung in 6 damn years.' Yoongi clicks his tongue a few times in disappointment
'Again. Kissed my wife. Shot her. Seen her naked. Touched her up. Pissed me off. The list goes on and on.' Jimin stares at Jungkook, who seems ready to sink into the sofa, hugging a pillow
'I didn't touch her up.' Jungkook mumbled, still arguing in a childlike manner
Jimin suddenly stood up, cracking his neck. 'Get up.'
'I don't wanna die.' Jungkook says in a scared voice
'I'm not asking again.' Jimin orders
Everyone was worried, afraid Jimin might actually kill him. Jungkook reluctantly got up, standing in front of Jimin. He closed his eyes and grimaced, his entire body stiffening, waiting to get hit or something, but just ended up shocked when Jimin hugged him instead.
'I'm just fucking with you.' Jimin snickers
Everyone burst out laughing as Jungkook pretty much melted over Jimin's shoulder in relief.
'Oh, fuck you. I was about to shit myself.' He exhaled, hugging Jimin back tightly, almost lifting him off the ground. 'Missed you, man.'
'Missed you, too. Breathe.' Jimin pulled away, patting him on the shoulder, still chuckling lightly
'You're really not angry?' Jungkook asks him at if to make sure
'I've done the most damage here. Why in the hell would I have a single right to hold anything against you?' Jimin keeps smiling kindly at him
'It wasn't your fault. It wasn't you.'
'It was me. That's what I was like for my entire life before you knew me. It was an older version of me pretty much.'
'You were like that until you brought her here. What do you mean before?' Hoseok laughs at him
'I suppose you have a point.' Jimin chuckles, falling back next to me. His arm went around my shoulders, pulling me onto him a little. 'It's all her fault.' He smiles at me
'And just so we're clear, she kissed me. I didn't do shit!' Aaaand Kookie is back
'I know.' Jimin snorts. 'I saw it, and she told me. It's a good tactic for making people look away. But I saw her from a mile away, so it was pointless.'
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