Babygirl | t.k.

twenty seven

two weeks earlier

After Christmas, everything seemed to be looking up for the vigilante and his friends. Namjoon and Jin had started dating, Jiyong and Seunghyun were still together, Jimin and Yoongi were happily in love, and Taehyung and Jeongguk were growing their relationship every day.

Taehyung had basically moved in to Jeongguk's house, and still went to college with Hoseok and Seunghyun. The classes were getting harder, but Taehyung and his friends would get through it together.

Jeongguk and his team had officially stopped worrying about Levius. They had lost track of him after the warehouse incident with Taehyung and haven't heard or seen anything from him sense. They knew he was still out there, and would deal with him once he decided to show himself again.

Currently, everyone was in the lair (except for Hoseok, who said he was going on a 'date') on a late Friday night playing an extreme game of competetive ping pong. Jiyong had insisted they bring a ping pong table down into the lair since according to him, the lair was always 'all work and no play.'

"No... shit... AH— NO, WHAT? HOW?" Jiyong screamed, slamming his ping pong paddle onto the table. "That's so not fair, the ball literally just doesn't want me to win."

"You meen us to win?" Seunghyun questioned, resting his elbows on the table. Jiyong smiled mockingly at him, "Of course I do, sweetheart."

Jeongguk and Taehyung, who were the opponents in this competition, were celebrating their win happily. "Jiyong, if you ever think about going into the competitive ping pong proffession, please rethink your decision. I don't know if I've ever seen anyone as bad as you—" Taehyung was cut off as a ping pong paddle came flying at his head, which he luckily stepped out of the way from.

"What the— you could have killed me Ji!" He exclaimed, rushing forward and tackling Jiyong to the ground. Jeongguk and Seunghyun watched with love in their eyes as the two playfully wrestled on the ground, curses and laughter filling the air.

On the other side of the lair, Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi and Jimin were playing a quiet, calm, peaceful game of Uno.

"FUCK YOU!" Jimin yelled, throwing down his stack— and I mean stack— of cards onto the floor. They went skidding across it, revealing that he had only blue and green cards.

"I literally just put down a skip card to get back at Jin for skipping you, AND THEN YOU GO AND HIT ME WITH A PLUS FOUR?! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!" Jimin dramatically fell backwards, pretending to be dead. Yoongi was laughing hysterically, loving his boyfriend's dramatic acting.

"I do love you, Chim, but I also love winning. By the way, UNO!"

Jin and Namjoon both groaned, searching through their cards to try and stop Yoongi from winning. "I got nothing," Namjoon said, reaching down to draw a card, "how about you, Jin?"

Jin sighed, shaking his head and placing down a simple red five. Yoongi smiled widely, placing down his last card, which happened to be another plus four. "HAH! LOSERS!" He yelled, getting up from his spot on the floor and collapsing on top of Jimin, who was still playing dead.

"Awe... baby don't be sad, I'll let you win next time!"

Jimin opened his eyes slightly, bringing up his hand and shoving Yoongi off of him. "I'll win fair and square next time. You're going down, Yoongi!"

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After ordering five pizzas and stuffing their faces full of it, everyone was basically in a food coma. It was one in the morning, and everyone hadn't moved an inch in an hour.