fake date - yoonkook/sugakookie

t h i r t y - f o u r

from: gucci bitch

stop playing tonsil tennis with yoongay and come eat breakfast

to: gucci bitch

jesus christ

yoongi rolled his eyes when he saw the text on jungkook's phone. jungkook stood up to go downstairs, but stopped when he spotted panties on yoongi's bedroom floor.

"hey, uh, yoongi," jungkook said with a chuckle. "are these yours?" he asked, holding them up with his thumb and forefinger. yoongi blushed a deep crimson and snatched them out of jungkook's hand.

"hoseok bought them for me as a gag gift for my birthda- no stop looking at me like that, i didn't buy them i promise!" yoongi said, trying to cover his tracks.

"then why were they on your floor with ... cum stains on them?" jungkook asked, laughing in between his words.

"uhh, i think i heard seokjin calling. coming hyung!" yoongi called, bolting out of the room with the pair of underwear in his hands.

to: gucci bitch

hyung you'll never guess what i just found out. yoongi owns p a n t i e s

from: gucci bitch

i knew he was a bottom!!

when jungkook got downstairs, he saw jimin look at taehyung's phone, them both giggling.

"what are you laughing at?" yoongi asked accusingly.

"oh uh- just a meme, don't worry about it." taehyung replied. yoongi knew jimin was a horrible liar, so he asked,

"jimin? is that true?"

"yeah. of course," jimin replied easily, going back to looking at jungkook's text. yoongi nodded.

"yoongi hyung owns panties?!" namjoon exclaimed. taehyung's eyes widened.

"i'm done"