Cheater | J.jk

Twenty - Eight

Your pov

I ring the doorbell to the fairly large house and step back, glancing at Jungkook who looks around as we wait patiently "Too bad Tae couldn't join us." I break the silence, looking up.

He nods and shrugs. It's been quiet between us ever since we got inside his car and drove over here. I honestly have no idea what's up with him. I look back at the door as I hear it creek open. Jimin's face pops into vision as he smiles at us "Hey, you guys came!" I smile and hug him as he lets us in.

"Take off your shoes, please. My mom just cleaned the house." We nod and began taking off our shoes. I furrow my eyebrows a little when I hear yelling coming from a separate room.

Jimin groans and shakes his head, walking towards the kitchen area. Jungkook tells me he's going into the living area before kissing me on the forehead.

I help Jimin with a few snacks and drinks he was bring into the living room as I follow in suit "Can't loose!" I snap my head toward the couch where Namjoon and Hoseok were. They were playing some game that was being displayed on the tv screen.

Hoseok scoffs and shoves him "Forget it Jun, you're in fifth place and the race is already 'bout to end." Namjoon frowns and pushes him back as he sticks his tongue out to focus more.

"I got juice!" He yells, slamming his finger on a specific button that was on the controller in his hands, magically making him speed up and pass everyone else in the race. Hoseok gasps as he tries to fight to keep first place. I was silently cheering on Namjoon from behind as we watch the intense fight for first.

"No!"

"And they know I do!"

Both Hoseok and Namjoon scream at the same time, Hoseok falling on the floor as Namjoon jumps up with his arms in the air. I chuckle and clap for Namjoon. Yoongi was on the other couch, somehow still fast asleep after all the commotion the two were creating.

Jimin throws a bag of chips at Namjoon and hands another bag to Hoseok who was still sprawled out on the floor like a dead squid, most likely rethinking his life "I-I can't believe I lost to blondie!" He groans, languidly opening up the bag of chips and slowly inserting a chip in his mouth. Namjoon laughs as he shoves basically the whole bag in his mouth.

"How 'bout this, best out of three. Loser dyes their hair." He raises his eyebrow as a smirk finds its way on his lips. Hoseok glares up at his tall figure "Yeah right, no thanks. I prefer staying a brunette, blonde-o."

Namjoon rolls his eyes and kicks Hoseok's side. I sit down on the floor next to Jungkook who was on his phone. In instinct, he wraps his arm around my waist. I giggle and snuggle into his side.

"I play against you, ruler." Everyone looks over at Yoongi. He was sitting up staring at Namjoon with a bored look. Namjoon scoffs and shake his head "Sure, gramps. Stay in your lane."

Yoongi stands up and grabs the controller Hoseok was previously using. He gets out of the way for Yoongi to sit down. Once situated, he glances up at Namjoon who was staring at him confused.

"Best out of three. Loser dyes hair. Let's play so I can win." Namjoon smirks and nods, quickly swiping his controller as he sits next to Yoongi. My phone buzzes and I quickly check who messaged me. It was Jin.

I type in a response and lock my phone, placing it in my lap and getting ready to watch the two battle "Who texted you?" I glance at Jungkook before telling him it was Jin "He was wondering if I wanted anything from the store."

He lets out an 'oh' before turning back to his phone "It'd be really cool if he bought some vanilla wafers." I crack a smile and look at Jungkook again. He still kept his gaze on his phone as he shrugged.

I roll my eyes and pay attention to Yoongi and Namjoon's match. From the looks of it, Namjoon was already loosing. He yells a 'no' and a 'can't loose to a grandpa.'

Whilst Yoongi, Sat there calm as ever, sitting up to put his hand in a bag of chips that were open. I stared at him in admiration "When I grow up, I wanna be like Yoongi." I mutter, nodding my head thoughtfully.

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Long story short, Namjoon lost terribly and had to dye his hair. He walks into school with a cap on his head, frowning wherever he went.

"Joon, let's see the color Yoongi picked for you." He growls under his breath and shakes his head. Hoseok chuckles as he comes back from throwing away his trash "You should of just left it as it was, but no – you wanted to keep playing."

He teases, Namjoon glaring at him in the corner of his eye. Yoongi and Jimin come to our table and sit down, looking at Namjoon. Yoongi stares at him for awhile until his eyes narrow "Oi, the deal was you wouldn't wear a cap."

Namjoon freezes. Jungkook laughs at his expression. Namjoon rolls his eyes as everyone awaits for him to take off the hat "A deals a deal, Joonie." He rolls his eyes again and yanks the hat off.

We stare, baffled at the color. He crosses his arms and looks away from us. The shutter of a camera is heard before everyone bursts into laughter "Oh fam!" Hoseok screams.

"Oh man, holy shi-"

"Ay dios mio!"

We turn around, Tae and Jin walk over to us, keeping their eyes set on Namjoon's hair color. Jin stares at him in disgust "Are you trying to mimic a grape?" Namjoon slumps into his chair and groans, covering his face with his hands as he fake cries "Why's it always me?!" The bell rings and we leave him to his feelings.

But I couldn't help but to hear Yoongi snicker and say to Jimin "I sabotaged the dye color." I look over at him and ask him what he meant "It was supposed to be red."