𝐒𝐌𝐇 | bts crackfic ✔️

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"so....basically, what you're saying is fate brought you two back together." namjoon said as he threw his hands up in defeat. he never believed in such things but today, these shitheads seem to be proving him wrong.

taehyung pondered. "we met in an alternate reality or some sort of parallel universe..and somehow we managed to write a note to you after the fact that you woke up, and the only two people who can recall every single thing that happened...is you and jungkook?"

"SOULMATES!" jimin screeched.

hali jumped. "now where tHE HELL DID YOU COME FROM-"

"soulmates. i swear this is the only fucking explanation. fate. jungkook and hali being the only ones with memory. their odd reactions to eachother when they make eye contact-"

a pillow flew across the room and struck jimin in the eye. "bITCH SHUT YO GOD DAMN FUNKO POP LOOKIN BITCH ASS UP!" jungkook yelled as he sunk into his chair.

"ah fuck...look at the time. it's getting late and kook has school tomorrow. hobi you have an interview too." jin said with a sigh.

hali stood up. "it's a chick-fil-a job, right?"

hobi paled. "uh...yeah? how did you know?"

"it's a job that suited you the most and you liked the idea of free chicken." hali and jungkook said in unison, as if on reflex.

yoongi put his coat on. "woahhh there. chill with the creepy wizard fuckery. this bitch out. c ya hali, it was nice meeting you aGaIn i guess!"

everyone filed out behind yoongi, each guy saying their goodbyes. jungkook said a small "call me" before running away. jimin waited until they were all gone, suspicious bitch written all over his face.

"look hoe, me and jungkook are not soulmates-"

jimin flicked her on the forehead. "bitch don't even trY to convince me. just...here, have this." he grabbed her hand and placed a flash drive with 'smh' written all over it. before she could say anything, the short man was already gone.