Fated Foes

12

Jungkook sat at his desk, still brushing traces of flour off his notes. His friends gathered around him, struggling not to laugh at his fuming state.

“Come on, Kook, it was funny,” Hoseok said, biting his lip to keep from grinning.

“Funny? I looked like a disgraced baker!” Jungkook snapped, slamming his pen on the table.

“Well, it was a creative prank,” Jimin admitted. “But you can’t just let Taehyung get away with it.”

Jungkook’s glare softened into a sly smile. “Oh, I’m not letting him off the hook. If Taehyung wants a war, I’ll give him one.”

Jungkook stayed up late that night, sketching out his plan like a military strategist. He roped in Jimin and Hoseok, who were more than willing to help execute the retaliation.

The target? Taehyung’s beloved engineering lab.

The plan? A simple yet humiliating prank: switching the labels on all the tools and materials in the lab. Nothing permanent, but just enough to cause chaos during Taehyung’s next project.

“Imagine him trying to weld something with a glue gun,” Jungkook said, smirking.

Jimin burst into laughter. “This is going to be legendary.”

Late at night, when the campus was deserted, Jungkook and his team sneaked into the engineering lab. They worked quickly, swapping labels on the equipment and rearranging everything to look perfectly normal at first glance.

“Don’t forget to switch the hammer with the paintbrush,” Hoseok whispered.

Jungkook chuckled, carefully placing the mislabeled tools back on the shelves. “This is going to confuse the life out of him.”

They finished their mission and slipped out, leaving the lab looking untouched but utterly sabotaged.

Taehyung walked into the lab, his teammates trailing behind him. They were working on a prototype for an upcoming project, and as usual, Taehyung was brimming with confidence.

“Alright, let’s get to work,” he said, grabbing what he thought was a wrench. Instead, it was a spatula.

“What the—” Taehyung muttered, frowning at the mismatched label. He looked around and noticed more tools labeled incorrectly.

“Who the heck switched everything?!” he exclaimed, his voice echoing through the lab.

Hyungsik grabbed a “screwdriver” that turned out to be a comb. “What is this? A hair salon?”

The entire team erupted into confusion as they tried to figure out what was what. Taehyung, for once, was utterly stumped.

“Whoever did this is going to pay,” he growled, glaring around the room like the culprit might suddenly appear.

Jungkook, meanwhile, watched the chaos from a nearby window, his face smug with satisfaction. Jimin and Hoseok stifled their laughter beside him.

“This might be the best thing we’ve ever done,” Jimin whispered.

“Totally worth the late night,” Hoseok agreed.

Taehyung’s voice suddenly rang out from the lab. “I know this was you, bunny boy!”

Jungkook’s smirk widened. He stepped back from the window, waving innocently as Taehyung stormed toward the door.

“Revenge is sweet,” Jungkook said, slipping away before Taehyung could catch him.

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