youth | bts

07 | overwatch

if you were confused with my last chapter, i accidentally forgot to save the next part so it's a little messed up, just imagine what happened in your mind :)

"oh my god." i whispered to myself and smiled, watching the comments fly up the screen on the new picture i had posted on twitter.

"woah ani! already three hundred thousand retweets in the first twenty minutes?" taehyung said, shock apparent in his voice as he stepped into our room.

i smiled softly and covered my face with a pillow, "ah this is too much." i mumbled and laughed.

"you're a true icon!" he yelled and clapped his hands slowly, making one of his usual silly faces, closed eyes, pursed lips, shaking his head.

i threw a pillow at him and grinned, "shush." i mumbled.

"hey!" he said, puffing out his chest and putting his hands up in a karate move, "throw a pillow at me one more time i dare you."

i grabbed another pillow and threw it at his face, he stared for a few moments before charging in my direction, i slid out of the bed quickly and ran out of the room.

"it slipped!"

i heard his foot steps behind me as i turned the corner and stepped into a room, i presses my back against the door and smiled, slightly out of breath.

"excuse me. you're interrupting." jungkook said, his eyes fixated on the television screen infront of him.

"interrupting?"

"overwatch. duh." he said taking pauses in between to shoot his gun.

i took a seat next to him and leaned my arms on my knees. "you're good at this. bet i could beat you though."

he paused his game and slid his headphones off, scoffing slightly. "really?" he asked, standing up and walking over to his closet, pulling out another controller and a pair of headphones.

"sure. doesn't seem too hard." i nodded and took them from his hands, powering them both on.

he connected my controller and pushed play, briefly showing me how to play. "a is to jump. zr is to shoot-"

before he could finish his sentence i turned my avatar around and shot his, then bolted away. "oh oops."

"yah!" he yelled and followed my character, shooting the whole way.

i smirked slightly and turned back around, instead of running i lifted my gun and shot at him a few times, he did the same.

"ani! stop i'm going to die!" he yelled, standing up and focusing his eyes on the screen.

i shot one last and cheered when jungkook's character died. "i'm sorry."

"i let you win!"

"you never let anyone win."

he groaned and sat down, i handed him my things and stood up, walking over to the door, "call me if you feel like losing again." i winked and shut the door, taehyung instantly pushed me against the wall.

"gotcha."

"yeah yeah, you got me." i said and ducked under his arm, he quickly moved in lower so my forehead hit it.

"ah ah."

"taehyung let me go."

he smiled and shook his head, "what's the magic sentence?"

"please can you let me go?"

"incorrect."

i sighed and blew my hair out of my face, "please?"

"repeat after me. taehyung." he said slowly.

"taehyung." i mumbled.

"oppa."

i cringed slightly at the word and shook my head. "no way."

"do you want to leave?"

"taehyung oppa." i whispered and groaned, rolling my eyes.

"may i?"

"may i."

"leave."

"leave."

"now say it all together."

"taehyung oppa may i leave?" i sighed.

he waited a few seconds and smiled, nodding and releasing his arms. "you may."

i groaned and walked away, falling into my bed and laughing to myself. "this is going to be fun." i hummed softly and looked up at the ceiling, sighing softly.

"children!" i heard seokjin yelled from the living room.

i laughed louder at the name and replied at the same time as everyone, "yes?"

"discussion, america. bts. ama's."