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Taehyung: Loss

im sad that my other stories are flopping lmao

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(In the line of Hoseok's Epilepsy)

Jungkook's POV-

Things don't start well in the Bangtan dorm this morning.

We've just come back off tour, and so far we've had a week off of schedule. We'll have a couple of months to do as we please, and I know most of us have holidays planned, and families to visit, but we're also taking the time to just sit back and relax, and have some good times with the boys. We might see each other every day, but that doesn't mean we really get to see each other.

We all wake up in a pretty playful mood. Jimin and Taehyung flick cheerios at each other through the whole of breakfast, giggling wildly as they duck and make the table shake. Jimin laughs even harder when he manages to get a cheerio stuck in Hoseok's hair.

Hoseok grins, and throws a cornflake back at Jimin, who squeals excitedly, his knee banging the table so hard he knocks over my cup of milk - though luckily it was mostly finished and therefore doesn't soak the entire table.

The fight continues as breakfast ends, and more of us get involved. I somehow end up in a tickling match against Seokjin, who manages to overpower me for long enough to get his scrabbly fingers under my neck, and tickle me into mercy. Laughter makes me so weak I can't get him off of me.

Another body lands on top of me. Taehyung looks at me, laughing so hard there's tears dripping down his cheeks. He's closely followed by Jimin, who starts play wrestling. "Hey!" I choke out, still being tickled by Seokjin, my chin pressing hard onto his fingers to try and make it stop. "Y-You're crushing us! Wrestle elsewhere!"

The pair roll away, giggling furiously as the upper hand keeps changing.

I manage to wrestle an arm out from underneath Seokjin's ass, and push his hand away, unable to see through the tears in my eyes. With as much force as I can muster, I manage to push him off of me, and roll him so he's on his back, and I'm the one left sitting on his chest, pushing his arms above his head so that he's truly pinned.

"Mercy!" he cries, still trying to struggle, but I don't loosen my grip. I push one hand into my other, so that I can hold Seokjin down one handed, and use my free one to start stroking his neck, making him hunch. "J-Jung-ng-koo-ook! St-op! No!"

With my advantage, I take a look at the carnage happening around the room. Obviously, Seokjin is underneath me, and Jimin and Taehyung are rolling around just next to us, trying to pin each other down and failing miserably. Yoongi and Hoseok are up on the sofa, battering each other with the pillows. Hoseok stands on the arm of the sofa, only just out of reach from Yoongi. Namjoon just sits on the computer chair that sits in the corner, watching us with a bemused expression on his face, his eyebrows raised.

"C-Can't b-breathe!" Seokjin wheezes from underneath him. I look down at him, and his face is flushing purple, the laughter leaving him. I'm not tickling him enough to choke him, but I am sitting on his chest. "J-Jung-kook!"

I shift off of him, listening to him gasp for breath, whilst trying to pull himself into a sitting position. I offer out a hand to help - and fall straight into Seokjin's trap.

He grips my wrist and pulls me, taking me by surprise. I give a soft gasp, toppling forward, and he shoves me down, sitting onto my legs so I can't struggle. "Oh, I've got you now, silly little Jungkook!"

I yell as he starts to tickle me again, trying to kick up and failing miserably. All around me is laughter. It feels like so long since we all got to have fun like this ...