Just as another intense match starts on-screen, a creaking noise echoes from the staircase.
We all turn at the same time.
And there they are.
Namjoon descends first, looking radiant.
The epitome of satisfaction.
His dimples are deep, his hair a little mussed, his whole body exuding an easy dominance that practically screams thoroughly pleased alpha male.
And then there's Yoongi.
Trailing a few steps behind, he looks equally blissful but also incredibly annoyed.
His body is wrecked-his movements slow, his legs unsteady.
He grips the railing like it's the only thing keeping him upright, and when he finally reaches the floor, he exhales sharply, rolling his shoulders like he's assessing the full-body damage.
Jin oppa, Tae, and I exchange a look.
And then we lose it.
"Oh. My. God,"
I gasp, clutching my stomach.
"Hyung," Tae wheezes, tears in his eyes.
"Are you okay? Blink twice if you need help."
Yoongi glares at us, his cheeks dusting pink, but it's not very effective because he's literally struggling to walk.
"Shut up."
Joon smirks, placing a hand on the small of Yoongi's back like he's proud of his work.
"He's fine."
"He does not look fine,"
Jin oppa snorts, pointing at Yoongi's barely functioning legs.
"Yoongi, should we get you a wheelchair?"
"I hate all of you,"
Yoongi mutters, trying to limp his way toward the couch.
"Poor baby," Joon coos, pressing a kiss to Yoongi's temple as he guides him over.
"Come sit, I don't want you straining yourself."
Yoongi swats at him weakly.
"You are the reason I am straining, you asshole."
That only makes Tae, Oppa, and me laugh harder.
"Honestly," Jin oppa muses,
"I never in my life thought I'd see Min Yoongi-the same guy who will throw hands if someone tries to boss him around-reduced to a sore, submissive mess. But Joon, baby-"
He shakes his head in disbelief.
"You have done what none of us could."
Namjoon grins, wrapping his arms around Yoongi from behind, effectively trapping him.
"I can't deny that."
Yoongi groans, covering his face.
"I'm going to pass out."
Jin oppa suddenly perks up, reaching toward the coffee table.
"Oh, by the way-you both left your phones in the dining room. And you have notifications."
Namjoon hums. "Ahh yes ofcourse"
Jin wiggles his eyebrows.
"The LoveMap app, of course."
Yoongi groans.
"Yeah I was wondering where my phone was"
Tae grabs the phones before Yoongi can snatch them away.
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