"I GOT IRENE-NOONA!!! I REPEAT!!! I GOT IRENE FUCKING NOONA!!!!!!" namjoon screams his ass off, his volume has never been this intense even when he destroyed things that didn't belong to him.
"well i'm glad you got my name, i honestly prefer you over those uneducated people." joohyun sighs in relief.
"yeeeey SOPE is in da house!! yoongi-hyung i got chu!!!" hoseok jumps into yoongi's arms, laughing happily like there is nothing called 'winner' and 'loser' here.
"JAY HOOOOOOOPE!!" the older exclaims in return as he does his usual fanchant for his young fellow.
"jesus christ why did i get this evil woman..." taehyung cries out as soon as he sees 'park sooyoung' in the paper, "at this point i don't know if i'm the one to punish or to be punished anymore."
"good luck to you buddy ♡" says sooyoung sarcastically as she waves at her partner.
"hahaha kookie-ah i got yours!" seungwan grins brightly at the younger and shows her paper to him.
"YESHHHHHH!!!!!!" jungkook hugs his noona and they both jump up and down as if this was a long-lost-brother-sister reunion. "i thank all the gods above for putting my fate in an angle's hands. noona you are the kindest and sweetest person i've ever met!"
"ugh i'm jealous with ya, jeon." yoongi stares at the two, regretfully. "but don't get too full of yourself, remember she already made a voodoo doll for me."
"then the last one will be—" namjoon looks around as he counts the number of pairs that have been formed.
"oh. my. fucking. god." seokjin's skin turns dead pale, his blood runs off. cold sweats linger on his back and forehead, the man can feel his body trembling in fear.
"HEEEEEY SEOKJINNIE WE MET AGAIN GWAHAHAHA!! let's have lots of fun this time too!!" within a blink, yerim has climbed on the older's back and settled herself there comfortably.
"hello 911? not right now but there will be a horrific murder at Palazzo Venart hotel in about half an hour. please arrive in time if you don't fancy seeing a handsome dead body." seokjin takes his phone out, calling intensifies.
"hyung if you keep speaking in korean nobody would understand." jimin sips on his iced coffee as he shakes his head at how pathetic seokjin is.
"oh yea you're right. 'HELLO? HELP!!! SATAN!! HERE!! ITALY!! HELPEU!!!!!'" the older yells on the phone with his broken english.
"i think i've been tortured enough since we started dating, so now it's finally time god grants me a break." jungkook laughs freely, his soul never got this light before. "always be on your guard hyung, you have my warning."
"what did i even do to get this??? i took care of you all, i cooked for you all, i cleaned the house, i did groceries, what have i not done right???!!!!" seokjin shrieks, yet still making sure to carry yerim safely on his back.
"karma is a bitch, seokjinnie," yerim cackles excitedly, "so, how are we doing this?"
"i think each pair should spend a day together and then decide on their own punishment." seungwan suggests, patting jungkook's head.
"sounds good, shall we do it in korea? or venice?" taehyung asks.
"let's do it when we're back in korea. i don't want my precious time here ruined by a stupid bet." yoongi grumpily clarifies his mind.
"agreed. let's enjoy our heaven in venice, and greet hell in korea later." joohyun nods upon yoongi's opinion.
"okieeee let's go out guys!! let's have a perfect last day and night here in italy!!" seulgi becomes all enthusiastic just by thinking of their upcoming activities. everyone holds onto each other's, ready to head out.
the best relationships are often when people are different, yet complimentary and bring qualities that help one another. let's forget about winners and losers just for today, because in the end, what these twelve individuals are is nothing more but 'best friends' or even 'family' despite any bets or punishments that might take place. so no matter how harsh they behave towards each other, there is always enough love in their hearts to fight for and defend what is right and good. no matter how many push-and-pull happen, they will eventually end up being at each other's side. because one is the sunshine that lights in another's world, and also the perfect ink that blacken another's velvet night.
half an hour later, the police arrive at Palazzo Venart hotel in the confusion of all workers, but not a single soul remain in the room to be reported. perhaps satan did really drag those people to hell, the cops wonder to themselves.
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back off, sns 2 | bts & rv
Fanfictionstill that bunch of rich people hooking up with each other on social media. [sequel of 'back off, SNS']
