Please (taekook/vkook)

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"STOP!! " Oh no!!

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They both turned their head to find Jin, his face covered in probably fifty shades of red, veins on his neck was popping out, fists clenched in a tight ball,  knuckles white while his right eyebrow twitching dangerously. 

"KIM TAEHYUNG! JUNG HOSEOK! HOW MANY TIMES SHOULD I TELL YOU GUYS TO STOP ACTING LIKE FREAKING FETUS AND MESS THINGS UP FOR ME? YOU BOTH ARE OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW HOW HARD IT IS FOR ME TO CLEAN THE HOUSE EVERYDAY, MAKE FOOD FOR YOU GUYS, DO THE DISHES ALL ALONE! INSTEAD OF HELPING ME LIKE A GOOD MEMBER OR A FRIEND SHOULD, ALL YOU TWO DO IS MESS THINGS UP!  I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE. OH MY GOD! OH GOD!  I THINK I'M ABOUT TO FAINT. NAMJOON! I NEED WATER"
Jin said, no he shouted.

Namjoon quickly got on his feet and rushed to get his hyung a cold glass of water.

Hobi, not wanting to anger the older more started to search for a broom and dust pan to clean up the mess they just created.

He tugged Tae's towel a little to get his attention but just got a middle finger in return.

"Yahhhh!  I wasn't the only one who did this, you are the one to blame as well" He hissed at the younger who still had a bored expression going on in his face and was chewing on the remaining bread like he did not just made a mess on their kitchen floor and there wasn't an angry Jin glaring at him like he would chop his head off in any given minute.

Yoongi not caring what was going around him, was on his phone, literally having a hard time to keep his eyes open and was yawning every now and then.

Namjoon, as his usual whipped self, was standing in front of Jin, a half empty glass in his hands. Everyone who were there could clearly notice that he had wore a worried expression on his face.

Bending down a little he put a comforting hand on Jin's shoulder, rubbing it in a slow pace, trying to calm the older boy down who was fanning his hand in front of his redden face.

"I fucking hate you" Hobi Wishpered-shouted in taehyung's face but again got a middle finger in return.

Just then they heard their front door opening and closing with a slight 'click'.

"Aishhh!  I'm soo tired" Came a voice from their lobby room, it was a little high pitched and they knew it was jimin right away.

Loud footsteps could be heard coming towards the kitchen and taehyung's ears perked up at that. The nearer the footsteps got, the more uncomfortable he got.

"I'm done." He quickly said and was about to go to his room, I mean basically run towards his room,  but was enturpted by a loud "taehyungieeee hyunggggg".

He sighed at himself knowing that there was no way he could escape from jungkook's trap now. Not until he rudely scolds the maknae to leave him alone, which he does usually, or physically pushing him away.

He felt a pressure in his lap and instantly knew the maknae was already seated in there.

"Get off" Taehyung's usual deep and heavy voice sounded even more dominant. It might sound all cold and intimidating to other at that very moment, they might not even want to touch the hot blooded, 'always angry' taehyung at that moment but the younger who was seated on his lap like it was his Thorne, just found it really sexy.

The fact that taehyung was just in a towel was a win-win situation for the younger.

"But hyungggggggg!" Jungkook whined adjusting in his hyung's lap a little. He wrapped his small hands around taehyung's bulky neck and even dared to nuzzle his head into the crook of his neck.