Suga's P.O.V.
Laughter drifts from the kitchen up the stairs. I wake up and rub my eyes, still in a drowsy state. That is definitely (Y/N) and Mochi Chim-Chim's laughter.
They're so gonna get it.
I got up from bed and yanked the door open. "Jiminie hyung and dongsaeng, you guys better shut the crap up or I'll ask Kookie to really turn you into cookies. Or Joon could do me a favour and God of Destruction you guys!" I yelled.
(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
Crap, crap, crap... Not the Golden Maknae. "Yah, sure! Sorry Yoongi hyung!" Jimin yelled, tugging at his shirt that you were wearing.
You pulled it down. "Hell to the no, perverted sicko!"
"Excuse me? I'm the victim here!"
Suddenly, there was a toy trumpet blaring off tune. "Prrriiiiiiiiii! Preeeeeeeeeee! Prrriiiiiiiiiiiii!"
Apparently, it was Jungkook that was playing off-key. He stopped and said in a lousy British accent, "This shall be judged in court!"
Then Taehyung appears, wearing one of those white wig thingies and holding a kiddie squeaky hammer in his hand.
"Send Jiminie to justice and free (Y/N)!" Taehyung announced grandly.
"Huh? But! WHERE'S MY LAWYER?! HOW IS THIS EVEN FREAKING FAIR? WHAT KIND OF JUDGE SENDS SOMEONE STRAIGHT TO JAIL WITHOUT DOING ANYTHING OR ASKING QUESTIONS?" Jimin yelled.
"A judge that is me," replied Taehyung cheekily.
You burst out in laughter.
Guys.
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Hey, sorry for not updating and the crappy short chapter, but I wanted to update as soon as possible. Thank you so much for those reading and commenting. See y'all next time!
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