Bee Tee Ass (Ass As In The Donkey, Not The Booty)

Intro: "New Vocabulary"

The pic^ is for ya, classic.
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"Ahhhhh FUUUUUUUUU-" Jungkook yelled in frustration before getting cut off by his elder brother, Jimin.

"What did I tell you about cursing?" Jimin said in a serious tone, eyes still glued to the computer screen. "Piece of sh-t."

"Hey!" Jungkook suddenly sat upright in his chair, surprised by Jimin's words. Seeking for justice, Jungkook grabbed the nearest thing around him, which was, fortunately, a book hard enough to injure his brother. Jungkook waited for the right time as he watched his brother's computer screen, the health bar at the bottom getting shorter by the second.

"Aww! Fu-k it! 2nd place, again. This is your all fault you little sh-," Jungkook threw the book at the back of his brother's head, hitting it square on. The hours of playing Fornite finally payed off.

Jimin landed on the ground with a thud, clutching the area where the corner of the book had nailed him, groaning in pain. "Owww! You -sshole! Son of a b-tch! Come here!" Jungkook's smug expression soon faltered as he felt someone grabbing him from behind. Jimin pushed himself off the ground and immediately pounced on Jungkook, trying his best to ignore the sharp pain that pierced through the back of his skull.

Jungkook held his hands up to his face, not wanting to get anymore bruises from his brother this week.

Jimin's fist was literally a hair away from coming into contact with Jungkook's face when suddenly, "What are you idiots doing again?" Mrs Jark (park +jeon ik so smart rite?) sighed whilst leaning against the door of the gaming room. Both turned their heads around simultaneously. They could feel their heart race as the sweat starts to drip from their foreheads. Jimin was still on top of Jungkook.

Sh-t.

There was a good minute of silence as Mrs Jark stared at her 2 sons, waiting for another ridiculous excuse they would come up with. Finally, the silence was broken by an excuse that Jimin made up. "Oh, hai beloved mother. We are just simply having some brother bonding time."Jimin said while carefully dismounting ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Jungkook.

"Bonding time? If that 'bonding time' requires being on top of each other, then I think that that is more than just bonding," Mrs Jark said, trying to sound serious, but failed to do so when she suddenly burst out laughing. "You silly kids! Now hurry up and eat. I'll tell no one about this, mmmkay?" She said, wiggling her eyebrows at the two boys, while simultaneously adapting a lenny face, whose faces were flushed red with sweat dripping from their temples. They sat on the floor, still panting from their 'bonding time' a few minutes ago, as they watched their mother disappear from their view, still really confused at what the f-ck just happened.

"She's weird. Did she think that we were...? Eww! Gross! That'd be incest! Such a weird f-cking woman!" Jimin exclaimed in disgust, moving far away from his brother.

"Hyung, stob swearing! Just stob it. S.T.O.P.I.T O.K?" Jungkook glared at his brother while carefully spelling out 'Stop it', enunciating every single vowel and consonant.

"Hyung, I have a question." Jungkook said out of nowhere.

"Yeah?" Jimin turned his head towards Jungkook, curious at to what his question was.

"What is incest?" Jungkook looked at his brother with puppy eyes as he waited for his answer.

Haish. How is this kid so innocent and yet so...argh..nevermind, Jimin thought.

He took a few moments to contemplate whether he should tell him...or do him a favour by letting him enjoy his innocence, for now that is. After a few moments, Jimin shook his head. He decided to keep his brother that way.