Irine and Taehyung stared at each other in panic as they heard Yumi knocking on the door of the changing room and without realizing it Taehyung found his body being pushed back into a corner where a small changing booth was, along with some hair dryers and leftover clothes.
"Yeah, it's a bit stuck. Let's both pull the door on the count of three." Irine said loudly for Yumi to hear while she hurriedly placed some chairs in the corner to hide Taehyung's body better and then she herself ran to the door and unlocked it, Yumi's body that was exerting pressure on the door making her fall inwardly and stumble on her feet once the door was opened.
"Oh finally. I was scared, it wouldn't open no matter how much I was trying." Yumi commented a little worried as she looked at Irine who looked even more stressed than she did.
"I was scared too. You have no idea what a surprise I got when I noticed that the door wasn't opening." Irine replied as she allowed her eyes to scan her environment once more just to be safe that nothing was out of place.
"It's okay now, calm down. There was no way I was going to leave you in here anyway. I'd have turned everything upside down until they were to get you out." Yumi smiled to reassure her as she handed her the box of heels he brought her.
"Thank you, Yumi. I don't know what I would do without you. " Irine said as she sat down in another chair to put the shoes on, wishing they would leave this room as quickly as possible.
---Time skip---
Jin had just entered the house to find Jimin on the couch, somewhat tired and an equally tired Yoongi on the other end of the couch, about to fall asleep, despite the general commotion behind them as Hoseok and Miran had put a game on the screen and were following the dance moves with passion for the high score.
"Two with zero energy and two with too much energy. Why are you guys so on edge? Did the middle ground disappear?" He asked them with obvious intent to tease them.
"Leave me alone Hyung. "Jimin replied in no mood for jokes as he was tired of bringing Jungkook home and messaging his muscles for the past four hours to get him in a better state before leaving him on his bed to rest.
His own hands felt numb from the weight of carrying Jungkook around and from the message he had done of all the muscles of his brother's body, trying to relax his muscles that were in a miserable state.
The cries of pain that Jungkook had tried to suppress were still fresh in Jimin's mind, making him even more pissed off at him, to not mention that Jungkook didn't even say a mere thank you to him. Or to be more precise. He didn't even speak to him from the moment the match was over and after.
"What about you? Why are you looking sleepless again?" Jin asked Yoongi who turned and looked at him and monotonously replied.
"I got influenced," he told him, referring to the fact that he had a half-asleep Roel around all day and the many yawns that she had done all day had made him start feeling sleepy too.
And after he had come home it was no better, for he found an equally sleepy Hana in the living room, who, like Roel, had retired to bed, and abandoned dinner for tonight.
"Well. What shall we eat?"
"I ordered from outside," Namjoon replied as soon as he came out of the kitchen with his landline phone in hand, having just finished ordering.
"I see that we're not keeping the schedule tonight either. How come?" Jin wondered and Hoseok began to explain while he was still dancing.
"Jungkook and SoYi were supposed to cook but both of them are not in good shape so we all agreed to order takeout." He told him, referring more to the fact that Eleon accepted it as there was no way anyone else would complain about it.
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Me VS You //Bts FF
FanfictionWomen with strong potential, men with ego and pride. Two fundamentally different beings are now forced to live in the same house. Fights will undoubtedly break out, but what neither of them expected to flourish was a comedic mess. The chaos of love...