'Hello?!'
They left their door open. Again. They really are psychopaths. Idiot ones as well. I called but nothing besides loud laughter, screaming, and music blasting was heard.
I wanted to laugh just hearing them laugh, but I needed to see what it was all about. And I sure had a vision. These three are playing some dancing game. A character on the TV was dancing and they held some sticks, copying what it does.
Currently, they were dancing to some kpop song. Or trying to.
All three of them were in heated twerking competition, and Jungkook was just pushing them away with his ass, screaming in delight as he tried taking the spotlight. Jimin and Taehyung pushed him back doing the same, and then the song suddenly switched. I finally got to see Jimin twerk. Yep. Still has an amazing ass.
Taehyung was the first to lock into the new dance moves, shaking his hips, possibly trying to bellydance. Jimin and Jungkook were both crying, literally wiping their tears as they joined him. Their laughter and giggles were so intoxicating, making me laugh as well, but I had to stay quiet.
Like everyone should do in this situation, I took out my phone to collect some video evidence of this greatness. I will print these frame by frame and put them all over.
'NO! YOU'LL RUIN THE SCORE!' Taehyung yelled at Jungkook, who was dying laughing, falling down on his knees and nearly pulling Jimin's shorts down in the process.
'THIS IS THE BEST PART!!!' Taehyung screamed and started spinning, then stopped when he noticed that I was behind them, recording them. He froze with those two sticks in his hands, looking at me with bright red face.
'What's-' Jimin turned to ask him, noticing that he went silent, and then looked at me, following Taheyung's behaviour. His eyes were pink and wet, obvious water trail on his cheeks as well from all the laughing and crying.
'Delete that.' Jimin point the stick at me
'Not a damn chance.' I snicker
'Get her!' All three of them ran to me, and I had nowhere to go but upstairs or outside, so naturally, I ran up, hearing the stampede after me, with Jungkook screeching like a kid
I ran into the first room I saw, hoping to god they have a lock on the door, and thank god, there was one.
I locked it just in time, breathing heavily from running from them, while they banged on the door.
'SUCKERS!' I laughed from the inside
'GET OUT OF MY ROOM!!!' Jimin yelled banging on the door more. I wasn't exactly aiming for his room, so I might die if I go out now.
'Will you let me through in peace?' I ask
'Absolutely not.'
'Then I'm staying here.'
I spun around, taking a look at the room I'm in. Like the rest of the place, the room is in a state of what seems like eternal mess, but I think this might be organized mess. Even though there are clothes everywhere, I feel like they are in separated piles. The duvet on his bed is crumpled around the open laptop. There are pictures all over the walls. A lot of polaroids. A camera with a thousand different lenses was on his desk in the corner of the room, and there was another camera on the bottom of the bed. Being in this room feels like he's hugging me. It smells like him.
I walked closer to the wall covered with pictures, looking at all the things he took pictures off and there are some incredible ones here. Ocean and sunsets. Some from the night sky. I don't know how he got the stars to look so bright. There are pictures of a little adorable puppy on here. Some from him when he was younger. Oh gosh, he had black hair. He is actually adorable. There are pictures of guys as well. Mostly of them fooling around and laughing. It looks like a happy wall. It kind of makes you feel warm looking at these pictures. I was smiling unconciously, passing my finger over the photos, and then I paused when I realised that I'm in one of them. It was the first night I slept over here. And Jungkook and Taehyung were holding plastic guns pointed at me while I was sleeping, pulling some blue steel faces. Absolute imbeciles. But it sure is funny. And it also makes me feel like crying that he found space on this wall for me.
Jimin's voice echoed once again, so I figured I'd open the door before he breaks in.
'You better not have touched a thing.' He threatens
'No, I haven't. But this wall...' I walked back to it and this time he joined me. '...this wall is cool. Did you take all of these?' I look at him to see him looking at the same wall, a lot more calm than he was a minute ago, just nodding lightly to my question
'Even this?' I point to the one where I'm apparently being held hostage
'That one I was kind of forced to take.'
'Did they force you to put it up as well?' I tease
'All right, miss lawyer. Please get out of my room.' He walked behind me and put his hands on my shoulders, pushing me out of his room in a hurry. 'You invaded my house. You don't get to invade my room, too. That's too far.'
'But your room is cool.' I murmurd, but apparently he heard me, and leaned over my shoulder
'Flattery won't give you a free pass into my room.'
His voice was right in my ear, and his breath warmed the skin on my neck, causing my skin to prickle with slight goosebumps. His closeness is too close and it's making my heart jump a little.
'Now hand over your phone.'
Damn. Forgot about that.
'I don't want to and you can't make me.'
'Is there not a law which states that taking pictures and videos of people without their consent is illegal?' When did he turn into a law student?!
'I could have just been pretending. You can't prove I did it. I, however, can prove that you took a picture of me without consent. It is hanging on your wall.' Happy with my argument, I smiled to myself, but the smile quickly vanished
He leaned closer again, this time barely murmuring the words in a tone that is a few octaves deeper than usual, and then his lips nearly brushed against the edge of my ear, 'And how will you prove it if you can't get to the picture?'
I swallowed down the jitters, but the words still came out way softer than intended. 'I'm not gonna show it to anyone. I promise.'
'You better not, or I'll shave your eyebrows off when you fall asleep.' He patted my shoulders as if he's telling me the threat was real, and then finally let me go
I didn't realize how strung up I was when he was behind me this entire time, but I sure feel it now when he let go. I can feel every muscle in my body relaxing rapidly, and I can finally breathe.
Well, I am not going into his room again.
I made my way back downstairs and it seems like Tae and Jungkook went back to their game, while Jimin watched them from his spot on the couch, taking pictures with his phone.
'Mom! You're doing this with us!' Jungkook snatched me and pulled me between him and Taehyung without even giving me a choice
'I am really not cut out for this.'
'Shush. Hold these. Dance.' He shoved the sticks in my hand, snickering at my face, which I'm sure is colored with fear and dread
I wasn't really given a choice but to embarrass myself with them, so I just gave up and gave in. And it only took a minute to realize why they were laughing so badly. This was so hilarious.
We are dancing to the same thing, but it looks like three different dances. We mostly laughed too much to do anything properly, so we ended up swaying the sticks aimlessly.
'I thought I was bad, but you three fucked me over.' Jimin was laughing at us from the couch, holding his stomach
'Swap! I need rest!' Tahyung was actually panting
'If I must.' Jimin sighed, and just the sigh alone was filled with sarcasm
'You two take this one. I need to take a piss. I've been holding it for last 7 songs.' Jungkook dropped his sticks and ran off, leaving me and Jimin to play
'I hope you realize that I'm about to crush you.' He wiggled his eyebrows as if he's challenging me
'Bring it on, Blondie.'
Well... he did. He literally pushed me out 15 times just to annoy me, doing whatever he could to step on my feet. I pushed the stick out of his hands more than once and tried to push him, although that brought me nowhere. He is a lot stronger than he seems. It felt like I was pushing a heavy bookcase. A very giggly bookcase.
I was wondering if he could see a thing with how much his eyes seemed to be closed because the massive grin didn't leave his face the entire time. He was having so much fun with this dumb game, and just seeing him happy like this was making me happy.
'I'm done. I'm so done. You have fun.' I gave up on my sticks, falling down on the couch next to Taehyung and Jungkook who came back but was busy snacking.
I didn't realize a game could make you so breathless.
'I think I'm way past done myself.'
'Swap time!'
I sprawled out as soon as those two jumped up and continued their game. This really is one soft sofa.
'Oi, you're in my spot.' He flicked me on the forehead
'I'm not moving. Sit on the floor.'
'I'll just sit on you if you don't move.'
'I'll sue you.'
He clicked his tongue and then pulled me up, but only to sit where my head was, and then he pulled me back down to lay me on his thigh, using himself as my pillow.
'Does this suit her majesty?' He mocks
'No, actually. Your legs are like rocks.' I banged my head gently on his leg, trying to prove a point, but all I got in return was a light pillow smack on the face.
'Lift ur big head.'
I squinted at him but did as he told me to and then he put a pillow on his thigh, letting me lay on it. 'There. Stop whining.'
'Now I'm too comfy. I'll fall asleep.'
'There is no pleasing you, is there? And if you fall asleep, I'll just push you off so you'll wake up.'
I just chuckled at his little threat and focused on watching those two dancing, resembling two praying mantises.
JIMIN POV
I thought she was joking, but she actually fell asleep. I wondered why she didn't say anything sassy and annoying when I asked her something and received silence in return.
I looked down and regretted it instantly that I decided to sit down here. How the hell am I gonna move? And she took my couch!
I reeeally wanna push her off. No, Jimin. Don't let your intrusive thoughts win.
Maybe I would have done it if she didn't seem truly exhausted. She has been tired lately. I don't think she's been sleeping much. Those dark circles are not from makeup. Law school must be hard as hell.
I somehow managed to slide out awkwardly without moving her much, not that it would make much difference. She is dead.
'Guys. Let move it.' I told them as I was putting a light blanket over her, watching her wrap her fingers gently around the hem, getting comfier.
'Is she asleep?' Jungkook peeked at her
'No. She died.' I roll my eyes. 'Let her sleep. And in the morning, we pour cold water on her.'