Whalien 52 || Vkook Mermaid au

Ch/: 7

Taehyung woke up, feeling better than before. He blankly stared at the wooden ceiling above him, not recognizing it from before. He felt his whole body numb and sore, and saw it covered by white wrappings.

The siren sat up, looking down at his 'tail' covered by a blanket. He screamed, seeing a pair of feet poke out from the end instead of a tail. He shook frantically, trying to get rid of the 'feet' attached to his 'legs'.

A figure bursted through the door, it belonging to Jin as he scrambled around the bed to help the screaming Taehyung.

"Shhh, calm down. It's alright, there's nothing wrong." Jin held down Taehyung's legs, calming him down enough so that he doesn't hurt himself.

"Can you talk to me?" Jin asked, he wasn't too sure if the now-human creature could talk, or even understand him.

Taehyung shook his head, refusing to speak. Jin sighed, at least Taehyung could understand the language.

"Wait here, I'll go get you some food." Jin assumed the siren was hungry, as he should be, due to him being malnourished.

Jin headed down the hall to the kitchen, where loud crashes and clangs, accompanied by shouts of anger. He jogged the rest of the way, slamming open the door to find Namjoon, Jiwhoon, and Jungkook shouting at each other.

"What are you idiots doing?!" Jin yelled, seeing the random amounts of supplies on the floor, decorated with metallic pots and broken pieces of ceramic. The room was ransacked, as if a group of thieves came whirling in like a hurricane.

"All I wanted was a damn glass of water!" Jungkook glared at Namjoon, who was surrounded by bits of broken glass. Jungkook held the last cup intact, away from Jiwhoon who was trying to reach it.

"As I was saying, I need that cup!" Jiwhoon tried to reach the cup, but was a few inches short.

"The stove is broken!" Namjoon pointed at the stove, which was still turned on. There was a large pot filled with a murky, thick bubbling substance, and all of them knew it would be the death of them if they even took a bite from it.

"First of all, I cook not you!" Jin stomped over to the stove, throwing the burning pot into the trash chute below, not caring if it was abnormally hot.

"Second, I told you two to reheat food, not make a huge ass mess!" He flailed his arms to over-exaggerate the amount of shit on the floor. "We could've made this last us a month, and you shits used it in a day!"

"Third and last, here's your fucking cup of water, and take this to the damn infirmary if you're not gonna do shit to help clean this up!" Jin shoved the glass of water and a tray of food to Jungkook, which some of the water spilled over the glass and onto his hand.

"I am not going to clean up this shit! And I am definitely not gonna take this to the infirmary!" Jungkook yelled, his face turning into an even angrier one.

"No, you will take that fucking food to the infirmary, or else..." Jin smirked.

"Or else what? What're you gonna do? I can throw you off this ship." Jungkook teased, anger reaching to his hands, making him grip the tray with white fists, shaking it slightly.

"You're going to have to pay up for your tab, right here right now. Or...I can clear it all if you take it to the infirmary!" Jin internally laughed, seeing Jungkook pale slightly.

"How much?" Jungkook was ready to yeet the tray out of the window.

"470,000" Jin lied a little, but even with the truth, the debt was still ridiculously high.