BTS (crack) GC

8.

^^this shit above is Han being a dumbass and using her phone to write while the rest of us use laptops🗿 - jams

^^also! when you get to the part with the pictures of the windows, then play the song pls 🥰
- jimblekook

we decided to try something different for this chapter. i hope you like it! - han
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Y/N looked up from her phone at the sound of 3 knocks...well, not knocks, more like children trying to impale her door.

Y/N sluggishly got up from her couch and walked towards her front door while groaning, "damn these bitches already trying to give me a headache."

Reluctantly unlocking the door, she opened it and was immediately bombarded by seven sweaty men.

All 7 of the boys were seamingly panting from the heat.

Jimin leaned against the wall, "Damn bitch what took you so long to open the door."

"Maybe if you didn't put all your damn weight on it like a bitch, I wouldn't have had a hard time!"

Taehyung panted and fell down, clutching his throat, "Water, i need water! Someone get me a fucking glass of water this bitch is about to die!"

Namjoon was hunched over and taking deep breaths, "Is this how you treat your guests?"

Jungkook had somehow found space on the floor amongst all the mess and was in fetal position, "If it is, I don't think I'm gonna come by anymore."

Hoseok was leaning against Jin, "This shit is too traumatic."

Yoongi had mentally, and almost physically, collapsed, "At least get us a damn couch."

Jin, on the other hand, was trying to push Hoseok off of him, "A couch? Bring me a goddamn bed! I drove y'alls unabled asses and this is the treatment I get? Unbeliebubble."

Multiple groans were heard throughout the entry.

"Okay, that was kinda funny," Jimin said breathily chuckling as he found a spot on the couch.

"Shut that bitchass mouth of yours, you garden gnome."

Jungkook continued groaning, "For the love of namjesus, why is it still so hot?!"

"Well maybe if all of you bitchasses move faster, id be able to shut the fucking door!" Y/N huffed and puffed and blew the house down.

"Don't steal my curse word, you curse word stealer."

Y/N massaged her forehead as the boys crawled and collapsed in her living room.

"This is going to be a living hell."

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"Y/N, where's your fridge?'

"In the kitchen."

"Where's your kitchen?"

"In my house?"

"Where's your hous- nevermind i found it. Where's your fridge?"

"In my kitc-"

"For fuck sakes! In the fucking kitchen!"

"Okay but where is the kitche-"

"Listen up fucktards," Namjoon started, "We came here to celebrate Y/N's birthday. It was nice enough of her to invite us-"