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77. The Holiday Reunion

Daegu – Morning of 28th December 

The early morning sun filtered through the thin curtains of the twins’ shared room. Taehyung, still groggy from sleep, sat cross-legged on his bed, rummaging through a pile of clothes while V stood near the mirror, holding up a crisp white sweater.

"Don’t even think about wearing that." Taehyung said, his voice sharp, as he pulled out a beige turtleneck.

V shot him an unimpressed look. "Why? It looks better on me than it ever did on you."

"It’s mine." Taehyung countered, clutching the turtleneck like a lifeline. "And just because I let you borrow it once doesn’t mean it’s yours now."

V turned to face him fully, raising an eyebrow. "You’re impossible. Fine, wear this hideous thing and ruin everyone’s day."

"You just called it hideous because you can’t have it!" Taehyung snapped, standing up.

Their bickering echoed through the house, loud enough for their parents to hear downstairs.

Mrs. Kim stirred her hot chocolate lazily, a smile tugging at her lips. "They’re at it again," she said, leaning back on the couch.

Mr. Kim, engrossed in a crossword puzzle, chuckled. "They’ve been like this since they were kids. It’s either clothes, food, or who gets the bigger slice of cake."

"Do you think they’ll ever grow out of it?" she asked, her voice more amused than concerned.

"Not likely."

Just then, the sound of the doorbell broke through the warmth of their conversation. Mrs. Kim placed her mug down and rose to her feet, curious about who would visit this early in the day.

When she opened the door, she was met with the sight of Jimin and Jungkook, bundled up in thick scarves and jackets, their cheeks pink from the cold.

"Surprise!" Jimin exclaimed softly, his eyes crinkling as he smiled.

"Oh my goodness!" Mrs. Kim gasped, stepping aside to let them in. "You two are early! Come in, come in!"

Jungkook grinned. "We wanted to make sure they had no idea we were coming."

"They’ll be thrilled!" Mr. Kim said, standing up and shaking their hands warmly. "But you might need earplugs. The boys are... debating upstairs."

Jimin laughed. "Let me guess—clothes?"

"Bingo!" Mrs. Kim replied.

"Typical." Jungkook added, rolling his eyes playfully.

And on the other side, the quarrel only seemed to grow more.

"I’m not giving this up, Dowoo. It’s literally my signature look. Besides, you always stretch out the neck when you wear my clothes." he said with a smirk.

V's jaw dropped as he adjusted the sleeves of the white sweater he still held. "Stretch out the neck? Excuse me, who was the one who ruined my favorite bomber jacket because ‘oversized’ is your vibe?"

"That jacket looked better oversized anyway!" Taehyung shot back, narrowing his eyes.

"Better oversized? You looked like a drowned rat." V retorted, stepping closer to his brother, who immediately took a defensive stance.

"It’s called fashion." Taehyung huffed, turning to the mirror to dramatically drape the turtleneck over himself. "You wouldn’t understand."

"Oh, right," V mocked, crossing his arms. "Because apparently, ‘fashion’ means stealing every decent piece of clothing I own and prancing around like you’re on a runway."