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The sound of packets dropping on the table echoed through the empty room of Namjoon's house, as Jin just scrunched his nose in frustration and dissatisfaction. "Is that all we got? Seriously?"
"Shut up, hyung. I was almost caught, could you imagine what would've happened if I had spent a whole ass minute picking up shit that fell while I was running?" Taehyung scoffed as he sat on the worn out couch. The six boys laughed at his stupidity.
"Come on now, let's not waste more time," said Hoseok as he tore open the packets one by one, handing them to the other boys. Jimin was already snuggling into himself, resting his head on Yoongi's lap as Yoongi reached out to the pack of mix, and Jimin helped his boyfriend by grabbing a small paper from the table.
"Ah shit, here we go again," Jimin sighed. He was so against doing pot. He never understood why his tiny boyfriend loved inhaling some random grass so much, when he could just stay normal and healthy. Not like it had any physical health negative effects, but the damage it could cause once a person gets addicted was unbelievable to him. And so, he chose not to smoke.
"Shut up, kiddo," Yoongi scoffed as he carefully poured the mix onto the paper, some of it dropping and falling on his lap and onto Jimin's hair. He helped pick bits of it, as Jimin just rolled his eyes.
"Just 'cause I am two years younger than you doesn't mean I'm the kid of the relationship, hyungie," Jimin smirked, "Did you really forget who tops?"
Jungkook glared at the duo, and separately at Yoongi's blushing cheeks that contained a deep red tint, showcasing his tiny freckles. He couldn't help but find his little friend so damn adorable.
Yoongi's eyes widened in shock as he choked on his own spit, dropping all of the contents of his half-made joint on the couch. "You little-"
"No, you're the little," Jimin winked. The other members didn't utter a word, rather, just gave the couple a death glare implying 'could you fucking stop already', to which the boys simultaneously apologized.
"Get a room, both of you. We don't wanna know who tops because we already know the answer," Namjoon said in a monotone, bringing the Mary Jane to his lips and taking a lighter out of his pocket.
"Riiiight, there is no way Yoons could top, look at his tiny teef," Hoseok added, curling his upper lip and showing his teeth as Taehyung tried his best from stopping himself from laughing. Yoongi, on the other hand, was helplessly pouting at his friends' words.
"And Minnie's bulge is way bigger than Yoonie's. Remember when we all went to the pool? God," Taehyung remembered, "must be good huh, getting that monster dick up your ass every day-"
"Can you guys just shut the fuck up for one second?" Jungkook banged his hands on the table so hard that it bounced back once. It was sudden. Jungkook was always the bratty type, if anything, he would be the one making all of these up. Sure, he could be really intimidating at times, but was it really necessary right now?
"Shit, sorry, Kook. We were just playing around to see Yoongi's reaction," Jimin apologized, honestly. "Didn't know you'd be so uncomfortable-"
"And you know what? No one cares, Park Jimin," Jungkook cut him off, coolly, taking a few packs and shoving them into his jacket before he stormed out of the room with his bag, not bothering to spare a glance or a goodbye to his friends.
"What's wrong with him?" Namjoon said, frowning.
"PMS," Jin replied, laughing at his own joke.
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Galaxies, stars, constellations...
Do these actually exist, or are all these man-made theories and assumptions? What if the stars that we see every day are just an illusion? What if they aren't shining, but burning so hard that they form an impeccable light? How powerful is that light? What exactly is going on with them?
