RECKLESS || TAEKOOK

3. Turn It All Around

"Hey, fuckers."

Jungkook joined his friends in the cafeteria, who were surrounded by girls for the sole reason of being popular.

"What's up, bitch?" Jimin asked, leaning his elbow on the table behind him and crossing his legs.

"So... I have some bad news."

"Oh fuck, what now, Kook?" Yoongi sat up from laying on the table, which nobody dared object to, his expression slightly annoyed.

"So... I may have broken my mom's favorite vase and now she won't let me leave the house." Jungkook grimaced at the memory of his mom scolding him for accidentally knocking over the porcelain.

His friends groaned, facepalming when they heard those words.

"For fucks sake, Jungkook, how did that even happen?" Hoseok fought back laughter, covering his mouth with his hand.

"Well," Jungkook began, feeling a little embarassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I was practicing my vocals for the show tonight in my living room and I threw the mic up to catch it again, but I threw it too far and it knocked the vase over."

His bandmates burst out laughing at his tomfoolery, thrashing around in their seats, completely disregarding the situation, if only for a moment.

Jungkook simply stood there, arms crossed and tapping his foot, waiting for his friends to shut the fuck up and solve his predicament for him.

Namjoon suddenly sat up and gasped, eyes wide with shock. "Wait if you can't leave the house-"

"Then I can't fucking go to the show." Jungkook deadpanned, causing the other to sit up straight and stop laughing, realizing the situation.

"Well that's not good." Namjoon muttered and put his fingers to his chin in thought.

"Holy fuck..." Yoongi mumbled into his hands that were running down his face. He had a bit of a temper, but he had to push down his urge to pop off so he could figure out how to get them out of this godforsaken situation.

"Shit. Well should we reschedule?" Jimin asked, now a bit worried.

"No."

Everyone looked towards Yoongi, who had looked up from his hands.

"We're going with my original plan."

There was a smirk playing on his lips, and Jungkook knew that mischevious expression meant bad news.

"I'm gonna sneak you out."

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Walking into school the next day, Taehyung felt a little solemn due to the night before, but upon walking through the gates and seeing Bambam on the bottom of the stairs that lead to the entrance, telling a freshman that he would chop his toes off with an ice pick, his day was beginning to brighten up a bit.

"I specifically told you not to mention Jisoo in the article! She already left the club! If I wanted drama I would've asked you to write about the cheerleaders! And on top of that, I told you to run everything past me, but you didn't you-"

Taehyung had walked up to Bambam and put his hand on his shoulder, causing him to stop mid-sentence and whip around to see who touched him, only to see his friend.

The brunet gave him a knowing look, because Bambam made it a habit to take charge of the school newspaper, and he often got out of control with his antics.

Bambam sighed as he turned to the kid in front of him that was slightly terrified. "Get out of my sight." He shooed the boy with his hand, which had him running away in seconds.