Chapter 1~ Good Times

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Taehyung Point of View

Run....

That's all that I could've think of. " Tae if you have to run, head to the secret hangout as always you'll be safe there" my brother Namjoon told me.' I must go there, no matter what.' My thoughts had one thing set to head there. I continue running hearing the commotion from behind. " Hey rascal get back here"" Stop right there" "Get him" The police shouted from behind me . I picked up the pace, finally reaching the rail yard. 

'Time to shine' I started running in between abandoned carts left and right until I went inside an abandoned cart.  Near me the police were searching for me. "Where is he?" " He's not here" "Damn it" Let's go back" With that they left the yard. I waited for 10 minutes to make sure they left. "Idiots" I sighed. Slowly, I came out of the cart checking both sides before sprinting towards our secret hideout. 

Walking past the rail yard, I reached the forest. I continued walking towards the abandoned house in the middle of the forest. I opened the door only to find my best friend, Jimin laying on the couch. "Where  have you been?" He casually says as he stands up from the couch. "Business" Was all I replied back. " You know Namjoon hyung, said he'll hold a party with the guys today at the hideout" Jimin informed while heading to the kitchen. " I'm not surprised but it'll be nice to see the gang " I responded as I also head towards the kitchen. Jimin nods an agreement. Just then the door swung open. "Speaking of the devil" I muttered, Namjoon hyung walks in with a lot of bags. Smirking he replies "Who else could the devil be but me" He drops the things on the floor. 

"Hello hyung" Jimin said watching him walk towards the living room. " Hey Jimin" he acknowledges. " Let clean this place up, so we can party hard" Namjoon chuckles. Jimin and I head to the living room and start to clean the place up for later. As time flew, everyone finally arrived. We all surround ourselves towards the bottle of alcohol taunting us to drink it. One by one we start consuming the damn thing, as if its a addiction. That's when the real fun began, Jimin hyung and Jungkook found an old wheelchair and brought it over. 

J hope got on and both Jimin and Jungkook pushed him around the house destroying everything in there path. Jin hyung using his camera recorded everything . They knocked over  the paper cup tower namjoon made. The vinyl record player was spinning rapidly as we mess with it to the point it broke. I pushed Jin hyung to the wall and sprayed paint all over his white shirt. Before that Jin hyung stacked a house of cards before I deliberately caused it to fall over. Everyone patted Jin's shoulder as a way to show consideration. 

Suddenly feathers flew around the room, as pillow war began. Everyone started hitting each other. Showing there bare strengths with no mercy. Feather flew down as J hope and Jimin collapsed together smile at the turn of events. We partied hardier as objects flew in the air and utterly got destroyed in the process. Suga hyung gave the idea to cause ruckus to the world and everyone  agreed with his plan. We went out vandalizing property by graffiti or other forms. Jin used the car at blocks the tunnel so the pile of cars piled more. 

Angry mobs started honking and screaming at us. We responded back by screaming back at them, there faces showed pure disgust towards us yet we didn't care at all. We got out the car and started painting, yelling, spitting, dropping liquids at them. We all started running towards the car again while Jin waited for us inside and ready for our escape. We all got on the back of the truck and we continued mocking the crowds of cars as Jin drove away. We return only for Jimin to be pushed against the bathtub only to meet his faith of getting wet as he got pushed inside the bathtub. Sadly, that was also my faith as J hope and Jungkook grabbed my arms and pushed me inside the tub with Jimin.

 We hang and partied inside as if the world would end tomorrow. That morning was only a result of terrible hangovers and the gang sleeping in the most random places. Namjoon was under a table with a party hat on his face, Suga was lying  on the couch but half of his body was limping off the couch, J Hope was on top of the kitchen counter, Jin was sleeping on top of namjoon stomach. Jimin slept in the bathtub with his clothes damp. Stilled wondered how that was possible. Jungkook slept on the floor while I woke up from the stairs. Painful? Big time. I woke up first, eventually everyone one by one woke up and left. Only Namjoon and I stayed before heading towards our real house. I drove our car as Namjoon hyung can't drive, he put his seat beat on and I headed to our house. I parked, I got out and headed inside the navy blue house. 

Once Inside, Namjoon called for my attention. " Hey hyung need something." Was all I responded back. "Yesterday I forgot to give you this" He handed me a necklace with a tiger split between the color red and green. " Thanks"  I smiled as I hanged it around my neck. He patted my shoulder before excusing himself to his bedroom. I also walked into my bedroom. Inside you see all the necklaces hanging that Namjoon gave me. I clench the necklace around me as a way to kind of preserve it inside me before taking it off and hanging it on one of the many selves. 

Couple Hours have past as I've been playing on my phone until I needed to use the bathroom. I headed out of my room. I started passing through the hallway when I passed Namjoon's room when I heard him speak. " No he doesn't know yet.""He will not know that'll ruin the plan." "He'll never discover the plan he's not that smart more on that his naive." He quietly muttered on the but I walked quickly as I really need to go. After finishing going to the bathroom, I headed to my room again. Laying down on my bed thoughts hurried in. 'Who was he talking to?''Who was he referring to?' ' Who was the naive one?' Questions swirled his mind he chose to ignore them and sleep. Just because he went to sleep didn't mean that his thoughts did not bother him.


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