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02. The Late Birthday

I rolled my eyes at them, "Okay," I let a breath out, trying to calm myself down. "By the way, Where is Jimin?"

"Seriously?" Jungkook asked, widening his eyes. "Don't you care about me?"

"I only care about you, not your dick," I replied, noticing the water in Jungkook's eyes that were about to fall on his cheeks. "Fine, I'm sorry,"

After hearing that, something started shining in his eyes, "For?"

"For not taking you seriously and—"

"Nah," Hoseok replied, cutting me off, encircling his arm around my shoulder. "For not taking his dick seriously," Hoseok quickly added, causing everybody to laugh, and of course, causing me to smack his forehead with my hand.

I walked out of the kitchen, leaving them alone as they were laughing. I was trying to find Jimin, calling out his name, but it seemed like he was nowhere to be found.

"Jungkook," Taehyung said, grabbing my attention as he was still in the kitchen with the others. "Search the cabinets!"

"The cabinets?" Jungkook asked surprisingly. "Why?"

"In order to find Jimin," Taehyung replied, laughing. "I mean, he's small, so he can fit anywhere—"

"Taehyung?" Jungkook cut him off, "Would you please shut up?"

I went upstairs without even listening to the rest of their boring conversation in order to check the rooms, hoping that I can find Jimin there.

Suddenly, something grabbed my attention; my bedroom door. It was open.

I tip-toed walking towards my bedroom, seeing pants on the floor. A peek inside my bedroom gave me an idea of Jimin. That was his pants.

I felt a hand placed on my shoulder, whispering in my ears, "Is Jimin in your bedroom?" It was Taehyung. I turned my face at him, then I noticed the others peeking inside the bedroom. "Wait a second," Taehyung walked closer to the bedroom, seeing Jimin sitting on my bed as his back was on us, having my laptop on, in front of his face. "What is he watching on your laptop?"

I shrugged, "How should I know?"

"It's your laptop, Seokjin!" Taehyung whisper-yelled, "It's your fucking laptop!"

"He's an adult," Yoongi said, still having his lighter in his hands. "Let's give him some privacy," He rolled his eyes, "What would you do if you had seen me watching po—"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Hoseok whisper-yelled at Yoongi. "Don't even think about it, because I would've killed you," He clenched his hand into a fist, punching Yoongi's shoulder. "And stop saying such words in front of the kids!"

"What are you talking about?" Yoongi widened his eyes, clenching his hand into a fist, punching Hoseok's shoulder as well. "I was going to say watching pony!" He chuckled, "Ever heard of 'my little pony'?"

I wanted to scream, telling them to shut their mouths, but suddenly, we heard Jimin screaming. We all rushed to the bedroom, gathering around my bed in order to see what Jimin has been watching this whole time on my laptop.

"Uh-oh!" Yoongi started to laugh, "Told you to give him some privacy,"

"Oh, c'mon!" Namjoon rolled his eyes, "A horror movie? Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, a horror movie," Taehyung turned his face at Namjoon, "Why are you so disappointed, Namjoon? Wanted to join him?"

"You guys are nothing but a bunch of perverts," Yoongi said, walking out of my bedroom, gripping Hoseok's hand, forcing him to walk downstairs with him as Hoseok was begging him that he wanted to stay with the others.

"Who has just said that we're a bunch of perverts?" Namjoon asked, turning his face at me as I started to shake my head.

"Why did you take off your pants?" Taehyung asked Jimin with his arms crossed.

Jimin looked up at me, remaining silent for a moment, then he switched his glance at Namjoon, and then Jungkook.

Taehyung let a breath out, "Okay," He looked at each one of us, "Get out,"

"I think this is my bedroo—"

"GET OUT!" Taehyung shouted, causing us to jump.

We all walked out of the bedroom, leaving the two of them alone, but they didn't know that we were listening to them by closing our ears to the bedroom door.

"I'm waiting for your answer," Taehyung said, leaning forward in order to hear Jimin's low voice. "Excuse me, what?"

Jimin talked a bit louder this time, "I've just peed in my pants," After hearing that, I rushed to the bedroom once again as Namjoon was holding my hands, trying to calm me down.

"Don't tell me that you've peed on my bed," I said, waiting for an answer, but as I expected, I received none. "FOR FUCK'S SAKE, JIMIN!" I shouted. "Who has told you to watch horror movies while you get scared so easily?"

"I-I just saw your laptop around the corner, and decided to turn it on, then I saw a new folder on your desktop. I opened it, but it turned out to be a horror movie and—"

"Say cheese!" Jungkook suddenly said, cutting Jimin off as he was holding his cellphone in his hands, trying to take a picture. "This is going to be posted on my Instagram," He continued taking pictures without giving a shit to the what the fuck expression on my face.

"Chee—" I elbowed Namjoon, cutting him off in order to shut him up, causing him to start coughing.

"Why am I still in this house?" I sighed, "Why am I still living?"

"You can find any kinds of knives in your kitchen," Jungkook said, causing me to turn my face at him. "Just in case, if you needed to commit a suicide," He quickly added, running downstairs without even wanting to listen to what I was going say.

Jimin started screaming again, because a horror scene appeared on the laptop screen.

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE," I shouted, covering my face with my hands. "SOMEBODY GRAB THIS LAPTOP OUT OF THIS KID'S HANDS!"

Yoongi was running upstairs as Hoseok was shouting out his name, laughing. Once they reached my bedroom, Yoongi walked closer to us as he was holding a baseball bat in his hands.

"Don't!" I said, begging him with my eyes, "Don't even thi—"

And that was when Yoongi crashed my laptop with the baseball bat, leaving Jimin in a shock with his eyes wide open, causing me to scream as I was clenching my hands into a fist, "GREAT!" I rolled my eyes, "THE BEST LATE BIRTHDAY EVER!"

To be continued...