𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 | 𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐢𝐧

3

"BANG BANG BANG!"

Jimin rolled his eyes, gently pulling the red cup from Namjoon's hands.

The man was jumping up and down, banging his head to the beat of the song.

"Namjoon, I think you're a little drunk..."

Namjoon pointed a finger at the younger, eyes unfocused and spinning in different directions. He was swaying a little.

"I swear!... 'M not drunk, Taehyung!"

The fact that Jimin had pink hair and Taehyung had silver hair just proved his point. The younger laughed so hard he rolled off the couch.

Maybe it wasn't the most amazing party with just the six of them (ha, said the boy partying with the biggest boy band in the world), but he was having a lot of fun.

There was music, alcohol- for the boys who were legal- and food.

Lots and lots of food.

At around one in the morning, every single member was passed out.

Jin was sprawled on the couch, head lolling at a weird angle, feet flopped over the end and one shoe on, the other somehow on top of the fridge.

Jungkook was laying on the floor on his stomach, his hoodie zipped up over his face, and snoring loudly.

Namjoon was on the kitchen table, a pot on his head. His pants were ripped on the knee, probably from when he fell for the tenth time.

Yoongi was by far the funniest. He was on the couch opposite Jin, curled up like a burrito in a pink blanket, his hair sticking up in every direction.

Because he was the first to pass out, he'd gotten a complete makeover.

Fake eyelashes, eyeshadow, lipstick, blush, someone had even attacked his face with eyeliner.

Needless to say, the two besties took lots of blackmail photos.

-

In the morning, Taehyung hatched his evil plan.

He'd taken the pot off Namjoon's head, grabbed a spoon, handed Jimin his phone, yanked open the blinds, and started banging the kitchenware.

"WAKEY WAKEY! RISE AND SHINE! TIME TO LEAVE!"

The effect was immediate.

Namjoon sat up abruptly, turned green, and bolted for the sink.

Yoongi jerked awake, arms still pinned down by the blanket. He ended up rolling onto the ground, groaning.

Jungkook swiveled his head around, not really having a sense of direction with the hoodie still zipped up, and Jin just groaned, putting his arm over his eyes.

"I would punch you if I had the strength to move."

"Fight me, bitch," Taehyung retorted.

Jin lifted his head to look at Jimin, shaking it slightly.

"I hate you."

"I'm sure. You should shower and pack, we're leaving soon. Namjoon, that sink better be spotless."

The man flipped Jimin off before heaving one more time.

-

One of the best things about having a famous brother?

A private jet.

As soon as they took off, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jungkook promptly passed out.

Jin was slumped in his chair, arms crossed, sunglasses on, watching Taehyung and Jimin talk with ease, regretting his life decisions.