A birthday gift

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(Author's Note: Hello, this one shot is pure fanfiction. The characters here has nothing to do with the reals character outside this one shot, so please. Be matured enough.

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME.

I'm begging you not to copy my works or post this work without my proper permission. It's a crime.
If you seen this work of mine somewhere, please do tell me.

Thank you!)

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🎶 mitneun ge anya
beotyeoboneun geoya
hal su itneun ge
na igeosppuniraseo
meomulgo sipeo
deo kkumkkugo sipeo
geuraedo marya
tteonal ttaega dwaetneungeol 🎶


Taehyung is currently watching alone Jin's interpretation, he's genuinely astounds of his voice.

".. Jin hyung's voice is authentically astounding but he always get short lines in our song" he said in a low voice and with the lips partly closed.

🎶 Yeah it’s my truth
It’s my truth
ontong sangcheotuseongigessji
But it’s my fate
It’s my fate
geuraedo balbeodungchigo sipeo 🎶


Jungkook abruptly goes inside the room, setting himself on the bed next to Taehyung.

"What are you watching hyung?" he asks as he swiftly seized the phone in Taehyung's hand.

"Aish, give it back to me. I'm watching Jin hyung's interpretation" he said, straining to get his phone back.

"No! I'm watching too!" he chuckles while propelling him lightly with his one hand.

🎶 Maybe I, I can never fly
jeogi jeo kkoccipdeulcheoreom
nalgael dan
geotcheoreomeun andwae
Maybe I, I can’t touch the sky
geuraedo son ppeotgo sipeo
dallyeobogo sipeo jogeum deo 🎶


"Jungkook-ah, you have your own phone!" he said once again as he unwittingly knock over down on his bed.

"Shit hyung, It was a pint-size mishap" Jungkook apprehensively said but abides sitting on Taehyung's bed.

Taehyung makes an upright position and abruptly sits on his breadbasket, pinning both of his arms around his head before nabbing the phone in Jungkook's hand with his other hand and turns off his phone.

He smiles in a smug manner and eyeing his lineament. He rubs his ear and whispers something that made him quiver.

"You're such a froward fellow Jungkook" he draw back his lips and started eyeing him again.

"Oh, you looked so tease" he said playfully, chuckling.

The door slowly opens and it reveals Namjoon, wearing a Ryan designed shirt.

"Guys, we're going ---- what the hell are you two doing?"

Jungkook eyes widened and abruptly pushes Taehyung's away.

"Ah!" Taehyung wince when his ass meets the floor.

"I-it's not what you reckon hyung!"

Namjoon blinks his eyes at their maknae.

"What? I didn't say anything.." he responded.

Jungkook shakes his head and runs outside, trying his best to hide his crimson cheeks.

Namjoon puts his gaze up at Taehyung.

"So.." he lifts up his dark eyebrows.

"H-hey hyung. I know what you're thinking ---"

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