Yoongi runs to the closing walls of the elevator.
"Hold it!" He yells out.
The sound of a button being pressed clicked to his ears. The walls parted. He steps in the elevator room. Only to see Jungkook typing on his phone, not sparing him a glance. He scoffs, he mirrors Jungkook's position. Leaning against the metal bars of the space. It stayed silent until the doors opened again in the lower floor of the building.
The four idiots ran hurriedly into the elevator. Their eyes roaming rapidly at them.
"Oh helllooo there!" Hoseok moans out, looking left and right from the two glares being directed at him.
"This is so awkward." Namjoon groans.
"They should come with us!!!" Taehyung shouted.
"Great idea Tae, they should play basketball with us!" Jimin whines out.
"No, I'll have more fun with my husband tonight." Jungkook brags. Making Yoongi squint his eyes and huff a breath out.
"C'mon Jungkook-ah! You have the rest of your life to fuck Seokjin-hyung okay??!?!?." Taehyung pleads.
"He won't." Yoongj mumbles lowly without anyone understanding nor hearing.
"I used to be the MVP of my basketball team back in highschool." Yoongi blurts out, smirking smugly.
Jungkook is really talented when it comes to sports, but he really isn't a fan of basketball. That doesn't mean he'll back out though.
"Fine." Jungkook sighs.
Loud screaming, screeching, and groaning fills the elevator room.
"But let me take a call first." Jungkook asserts.
He calls his "babe", telling him how he got dragged to this shit because of them. Jin cheers him on, because both of them will be busy since Seokjin will be giving birth soon enough. He reminds Jungkook to have fun. The younger male made sure that Jin is also feeling well and not craving for any weirs food. He ends the call.
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The six of them went to the nearby university field. The four idiots sat on the bench by the basketball court, eyes wide with the one on one game.
Yoongi rolls his office sleeves up. Jungkook does the same. They loosen their black neckties. And left their discarded cardigans hanging on the benches.
"Game!" Hoseok claps his hands like a seal.
The game starts, and Yoongi definitely wasn't joking around with his basketball skills. His aims and movements were accurately calculated.
Jungkook was faster, but his aiming weren't really good enough.
The game ends. Yoongi won.
The four idiots stood up and congratulated both sides for playing well.
"We have another challenge!!" Namjoon instructs.
"What?" Both current candidates asked at the same time.
"A relay race." Namjoon says.
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He Is Mine (YoonJinKook)
RomanceDon't dare lay a finger on Seokjin, ehm, ehm. I mean, Jeon Jungkook's Seokjin... You don't know what's coming in your way. Apparently, Min Yoongi does not give a shit about that. What's even worse is that he doesn't lay his finger on Jin, but insist...
