The Mechanism of Life

𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈-𝚂𝙸𝚇

𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨: 𝘍𝘭𝘺 𝘛𝘰 𝘔𝘺 𝘙𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘉𝘛𝘚

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Jimin swirled the pen in his hand as he listened to Taehyung cheerfully chatter away in the call. He had honestly lost track of what his friend was on about. Something to do with sheep and lambs he saw. 

"And then- wait, Jimin when are you coming back?" Taehyung asked. 

Jimin thought about it, "Say we qualify to the last round, whether or not we win, we get back on August twenty-seventh. And if we are out before that, during the second level, then on August twentieth."

"Thats..." Jimin heard the other mumble the numbers under his breath, "three to ten days. Okay, okay, we can- Kook run away. I'll tell you later, now go - we can plan after you come back."

Jimin wondered for a good second what Taehyung was talking about before the realization hit him. And he was once again thoroughly convinced time wasn't a real thing. "But four days aren't enough." Jimin whined. 

"Don't worry, I've already started." Taehyung excitedly replied, "When you come back, we can plan the rest together."

"What did you plan till now?" 

"Nah, I ain't telling you."

Jimin pouted though his friend couldn't see and complained, "Why?"

"Because you have an obnoxiously big mouth, and you'll reveal everything to Jungkook before the day." Taehyung deadpanned. 

"I'm just amazed you pronounced 'obnoxiously' correctly in the first try." Jimin could literally Taehyung glare at him half-heartedly. "Namjoon hyung's been helping me." Taehyung replied. Jimin opened his mouth to speak but the other beat him to it, "If you're going to say an innuendo, I'm ending this call right now, and you're out of the plan."

Jimin pressed his lips together, blushing, "'Kay."

"I can't with you and Jungkook's non-stop innuendos. Seriously." Taehyung grumbled but at the same time he sounded quite relieved.

"Anyways, tell Yoongi hyung that he's coming to the party- Nothing important Kook. No there is no party. You heard me wrong - tell hyung that's invited and if he doesn't come I'm sending Hobi hyung to drag him here." said Taehyung. 

Jimin grinned widely, "Noted."

"Also... uh...actually never mind, you'll see when you come back." Taehyung mumbled. Jimin frowned a little, and asked, "What?"

"I just said you'll see when you come back." Taehyung sassed before softening his tone and adding, "Just please, don't lash out. Please."

"Jimin." 

The said person looked up to see Yoongi glaring at him. Jimin raised his eyebrow, having an idea of why Yoongi looked angry and asked, "Yes?"

"Where. In. The. World. Are. My. Earphones." Yoongi growled. Jimin was amused how similar the elder looked to an angry, white kitten with a black spot on its head. The grin on his face widen as he answered, "I have no idea, hyung."

Yoongi glared even more, "You were the one who took, or more accurately stole, the earphones. Why did you even- Where are your earphones?"

"Not working." Jimin shrugged, "I'll buy a new pair after I get back to Korea."

Yoongi shook his head and held out his hand, "Hand over my earphones now."

"I don't know where they are hyung." Jimin sighed. He, however, did know where the earphones are. They were stuffed in his back pocket, because he knew the elder was going to come looking for it when he realized they were missing.