Hyungie plaything {Jikook} 🔞

02

Inside Jimin's room, the energy was nothing short of chaotic. Brightly colored plush toys were strewn about like they were in the middle of a toy rebellion, and crayon drawings adorned the walls, depicting everything from rainbows to wild dinosaurs with outrageous hairstyles. At the center of this masterpiece of a mess stood Jimin, his oversized shirt draped around him like a superhero's cape as he pointed an accusing finger at a very flustered servant.

"But I need more snacks! The bunny kingdom is counting on me, and I can't possibly defend it on an empty stomach!" Jimin declared dramatically, his voice rising to a pitch that could shatter glass.

The servant, a stoic-looking man with glasses perched precariously on his nose, sighed, balancing a tray piled with cookies and candies. "Young Master Jimin, you've already had three full plates of snacks! I cannot bring you any more; you'll spoil your dinner!"

"Spoil my dinner?!" Jimin exclaimed, eyes wide with indignation. "But the bunny kingdom is at war! It requires serious energy! Please, I'll give you a shiny sticker!" He whipped around, rummaging through the nearby chaos and triumphantly held up a glittery sticker in the shape of a star, practically sparkling in victory.

The servant eyed the sticker with skepticism, a smirk almost breaking free. "I appreciate the offer, but I believe even the bunnies would prefer practical nutrition over glitter."

Jimin's bottom lip jutted out in an exaggerated pout. "But you don't understand! If I don't keep my energy up, who will save the fluffiest bunnies from the Popcorn Monster?!" He threw his arms into the air, completely convinced of the gravity of the situation.

Just at that moment, J-Hope appeared in the doorway, his hands tucked casually into the pockets of his hoodie, watching the adorable drama unfold with wide eyes. He chuckled softly, already picturing how this would play in a soap opera. "What's going on in here? Did I hear something about a snack heist?"

"Hyung!" Jimin whined, spinning around dramatically. "I need more snacks! The servant is being a meanie and won't listen to my pleas for help!"

J-Hope stepped forward, trying to suppress his laughter, though a grin crept onto his face. "Alright, Jimin, let's think this through. You have an endless supply of snacks right here-" he gestured to the pile on the tray, "-and you've already fueled your bunny army for hours! Maybe we can save the rest for later?"

"No!" Jimin shrieked, grabbing his stuffed bunny from nearby and holding it up like a shield. "I must be ready! If I don't have enough snacks, my bunnies will get tired, and then we'll lose the war to the Popcorn Monster! You'd be sorry!"

J-Hope crouched down to Jimin's level, his expression softening as he fought to contain the laughter bubbling up inside him. "Okay, how about this? You can have one more snack, but only if you promise to let the servant leave in peace and not bribe him with stars and rainbows."

Jimin's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly, his signature determination returning. "Fine! One more snack! But it better be a chocolate one, or the bunnies shall be very angry!"

"Alright, one chocolate snack!" J-Hope laughed, walking over to the tray and picking up a chocolate cookie. He handed it to Jimin, who grabbed it with both hands like he was receiving the Holy Grail.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Jimin squealed, taking an enormous bite, crumbs exploding like confetti across his face. He beamed up at his hyung, chocolate smeared all around his mouth-clearly not the dignified leader of the bunny kingdom.

The servant shook his head in disbelief, crossed arms, and finally couldn't help but chuckle. "You know, I may need a cookie in exchange for all this chaos. This room looks like it's been hit by a tornado of snackeaters."