Mine

Chapter 04

The door swung open with a violent force, slamming against the wall with a resounding thud. "That bitch, I swear I'll make her pay for this..." Jimin's words were punctuated by gritted teeth as he stormed into the room, his hood snatched back from his head in frustration.

Meanwhile, Jungkook trailed behind him, veering off into the kitchen as Jimin stomped towards his room, paying no mind to the four pairs of eyes that followed his every move from the TV lounge. Caging himself within the confines of his room, Jimin shut the door, leaving the four onlookers to exchange glances.

"That's what's wrong with him..." Seokjin murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Who knows..." Taehyung's gaze remained fixed on the closed bedroom door, his brows furrowed in concern.

"This kid's got some serious anger issues..." Seokjin sighed, shaking his head in dismay.

Meanwhile, Jungkook emerged from the kitchen, snatching up a water bottle as he went. With each gulp, he seemed to be drinking away his own worries.

"What happened to Jimin, Guk?" Taehyung inquired, his tone laced with concern.

"Just a bad day," Jungkook wheezed, coughing slightly as he spoke.

"Hey, why are you squeaking? What's wrong with your voice?" Seokjin's curiosity was piqued by Jungkook's unusual tone.

With a heavy sigh, Jungkook slumped down onto the beanbag chair. "Let's just drop it..." he muttered, leaning back and closing his eyes.

"No, tell us..." Taehyung insisted.

Jungkook let out a heavy sigh. "Hyung ran into a crackhead like himself. She poisoned his drink with salt, but somehow I ended up with the salty surprise instead. And apparently, it was all payback for who knows what. Why do I always find myself in these situations?" He sighed again and sank further into the couch.

"Who was this person? What drink? Give us the full picture, mate" Seokjin's curiosity was evident in his furrowed brow, but Jungkook kept his eyes closed.

With another sigh, Jungkook began recounting the entire chain of past moments. A moment of silence hung in the air until... Laughter erupted from everyone except Jungkook, who rolled his eyes and rubbed his throat, still feeling the effects of the prank.

"Oh my God, she did that?" Taehyung collapsed back, laughing uncontrollably. Yoongi, who had been quietly typing away on his laptop, let out a snort of amusement.

"I kind of admire her audacity," Taehyung remarked, clicking his tongue.

"Speak for yourself after tasting that poison, Lord" Jungkook shivered. Laughter filled the room once more.

"But seriously, it's hilarious. Did Jimin confront her about it?" Seokjin inquired.

"She was gone by the time he got there. The manager said her shift was over," Jungkook replied, sounding somewhat disinterested.

"Do you think Jimin will let it slide?" Seokjin asked, tilting his head in thought.

"She better skips town," Yoongi remarked, fingers still tapping away on the keyboard.

"Oh, you're alive. I thought you died typing away in that little piano box of yours day and night," Taehyung quipped, rolling his eyes. Yoongi's gaze snapped toward him, and Taehyung felt a shiver down his spine, but he quickly averted his eyes.

Better let the old man in his own bubble, yeah!

"Jimin won't let it slide, I'm sure," Jungkook chimed in, still reclining with his eyes closed.