"I got you!" Jimin squealed as he jumped on top of the obvious figure in his bed.
Inside the sheets, Jungkook flinched and cursed under his breath. How did Jimin hyung find him that quickly? At least he hid the phone.
"Okay, hyung. You got me, I guess it's my turn now?" Jungkook squirmed to get out of the sheets, when all of a sudden, his hyung held his hands and placed them above his head.
"How about we stay here instead, cutie?" Jimin whispered in a low octave.
Jungkook widened his eyes, blushed deep red at what he said and shoved his hyung off as Jimin tumbled to the ground laughing,"Oh my god, that was hilarious! Did you see the look on your face? Priceless."
Jungkook released a sigh of relief and glared at his hyung who was still currently rolling on the floor, laughing his ass off. As Jungkook was about to open his mouth to insult him like he always did, he saw the smile on his hyung's face and decided to shut it, knowing sooner or later, he won't be seeing that bright expression again anyway.
"Park Jimin, holy shit, why are you so loud? I mean, I thought we established that I would be the loud one, not you!" Hoseok grumbled as he stirred in his bed with an annoyed look on his face.
As Hoseok repositioned himself, a heavy thump was heard from his bed to the ground and immediately, Jungkook's mind blared with panic. He switched his attention to Jimin hyung who had already discovered the object and had an even more positive aura around him.
"There's my phone," he reached for the silver iPhone until Jungkook swished it into his hands.
Jimin looked up at the nervous teen and curiously stared at him,"Jungkook? What's up? Give me back my phone, man."
Jungkook slowly stood up and tried to keep the phone as far away from Jimin hyung as he could,"Uh... No, I can't give it back. It's u-uh-" he paused, trying to find a plausible excuse,"payback! Yeah, payback for just right now!"
Jimin cocked his head at the strange behavior of the maknae and raised his eyebrows,"Jungkook? Did you do something wrong?"
Jungkook gulped and tried to say something but he knew he couldn't hold his sin for long. He always failed at lying and the guilt inside his stomach was slowly eating him out, alive. He wiped his left hand on his pants and made sure to avoid any eye contact with his suspicious hyung. Jimin on the other hand, stroked his chin with his hand and squinted his eyes in order to concentrate.
"Answer me, Jungkook," Jimin finally demanded in a stern voice, one that made Jungkook cringe with unfamiliarity.
He shook his head, hoping that Jimin would let it go and keep going on with the game. However, that didn't happen and before Jungkook knew it, Jimin had already got up and snatched the phone from his hand.
"God, Jungkook. It's not that hard," Jimin muttered, wiping off the sweat that was left on the screen.
Jungkook's veins throbbed with panic as his brain alerted him everywhere to move. He lunged for the phone screaming,"Jimin hyung no-"
His plea was interrupted by Jimin, whose hands trembled as his phone dropped on the ground, the luminous screen facing upward. Jungkook closed his mouth shut and cautiously looked down to see the screen.
There lay the chat between Jimin and Nevena. Except that the texts that were from Jimin weren't actually from him. After reading Nevena's replies though, Jungkook held back a gasp.
"Jungkook, really? You were that jealous? I thought-" Jimin heaved, swiping his hair with his hand as a sign of frustration.
Jungkook wanted to tell his hyung that he didn't mean it but he couldn't because that would be a lie. He already contemplated about the conclusion after sending those texts earlier. He should've seen this coming. It wasn't Jimin hyung's fault that he got mad, it was Jungkook's, his own fault that he wasn't ready for his hyung's reaction.
"Why?" Jimin growled, his hands clenching into fists.
