“Someone open the damn door!” Seokjin yelled into the house when the soft knocks on the front door didn’t stop even after a minute passed.
Taehyung - who was still trying to ease Jungkook into opening his bedroom door - turned to see Seokjin peeking out of Jimin’s room waiting for a response.
“Jiminie is helping me cook lunch 2.0!” Yoongi’s yell came from behind the closed kitchen door.
“We ate lunch half an hour ago! Why are you making more?” Seokjin yelled back.
”It’s called lunch 2.0 for a reason!” was Yoongi’s response. “And we’re gonna eat so much our abs disappear behind a soft layer of fat! We don’t have a comeback soon, let us indulge!”
Seokjin rolled his eyes, a small smile taking over his expression at the knowledge that his members weren’t holding back this break. “What about Hoseok?”
“I’m having me-time!” Hoseok said from behind the living room sofa. Taehyung giggled to himself at the sight of Hoseok’s wiggling toes peeking out from the side of the couch.
“Well, I’m organizing Jimin’s closet and Jungkook is hiding away for some reason. Namjoon, Taehyung, what are you two doing?”
Taehyung didn’t get to answer because Namjoon did it first right after pausing the movie that played on the living room television. Namjoon smiled innocently and it made both Taehyung and Seokjin’s heart melt in fondness.
”I’m currently watching a lesbian French movie and the heated scenes are about to start. I don’t want to miss out.”
Seokjin blinked in surprise, then nodded. He turned back to Taehyung. “Since all you’re doing is dressing like a girl to try and lure Jungkook out, you can go answer the door.”
Taehyung wasn’t even given the chance to protest because Seokjin went back into Jimin’s room and closed the door.
With an agitated huff, Taehyung straightened out the dress that had wrinkled during the struggle of trying to stay in Jungkook’s room, and he childishly stomped his way to the front door.
Taehyung grinned when he saw Changkyun standing on the other side with his hands behind his back and an adorable close mouthed smile with dimples on either cheek.
“Changkyun! You little shit! I haven’t seen you in so long!” Taehyung exclaimed excitedly as he pulled Changkyun into a tight hug.
Changkyun laughed awkwardly as he hugged back a lot less enthusiastically than the BTS member.
“Our schedules never match, so it’s only a given,” he muttered into Taehyung’s shoulder where his face was being pressed against.
Taehyung pouted and nodded in agreement. He finally released the other from the tight grasp and Changkyun stepped back.
“So, what are you doing here? Did you miss me so much that you had to visit?” teased Tae.
Changkyun laughed and shook his head. “Jungkook invited me over. Mind if I come in?”
Taehyung pursed his lips and his eyes narrowed on the rapper. “He invited you, huh,” murmured Taehyung, licking his lips in distaste afterwards.
Changkyun noticed the sudden change in mood. “Um...yeah...he did.”
Taehyung nodded unconsciously, and it was obvious he got lost in thought for a second. Changkyun stood there nervously as he waited to see what would be the outcome.
Suddenly, the bright atmosphere was back and a mischevious glint appeared in Taehyung’s eyes.
“Has Jungkookie ever told you the rules of this house?” Taehyung asked suddenly.
“It hasn’t come up in our conversations,” Changkyun murmured.
“Well, Changkyunnie. In this household, if a guest wants to enter, they have to pass a test that the greeter suggests. Want to give it a try?”
The Monsta X rapper nodded hesitantly and shifted in his spot. “What’s your test?”
Taehyung looked down at himself and noticed the bandana he had wrapped around his wrist to spice up the outfit. He undid the knot and began to properly fold the bandana into a blindfold.
“How about a blind taste testing challenge? If you get 4 out of the 6 things correct, I’ll let you in. Keep in mind, not everything will be food. Are you up for it?”
Changkyun blinked, his mind empty of thoughts and his heart racing at the sudden fear spiking adrenaline in his system.
Is it worth it? he thought. Nah.
Changkyun laughed awkwardly. ”I’ll just tell Jungkook I’ll come back another day,” he said as he slowly stepped away from the front door.
Taehyung grinned genuinely and shoved the bandana inside the dress leaving a small dent in the chest area. “That’s too bad, I was looking forward to playing with you. I guess it can’t be helped.” He sighed and placed his hands on his hips. “Give me a hug before you leave, Changkyunnie! Who knows when’s the next time we’ll meet!”
“Okay,” Changkyun agreed timidly as he stepped forward to hug the BTS vocal.
I’m so sorry Jungkookie I backed out
Taehyung was like an anime character istg
His whole mood shifted and this sudden chill crawled up my spine warning me to run away or else I would regret it
I’m sorry I gave in to my instincts but you should always listen to them
It’s okay hyung
You deserve a medal for being so brave and going up to Taehyung unarmed
Guess it’s my turn
I’ll be right there Jungkookie just you wait for me
Yugyeom, unlike Changkyun, has been over to Jungkook’s house plenty of times before and he knew the drill already.
So when he got to the BTS house, instead of heading up to the front door, Yugyeom walked to the side of the house and went for Jungkook’s window.
He looked inside and searched for Jungkook only to find him sitting at his desk watching My Hero Academia, two empty bottles of soju on the floor next to his foot.
Yugyeom sighed deeply. “You big baby,” he muttered as he pulled his phone out and called Jungkook’s number.
He watched as Jungkook turned around in search for the ringing. Finally, he grabbed it from the bed next to the desk and answered the call. “Hello?”
”Open the window.”
Jungkook made a 180 turn and grinned when he saw Yugyeom standing outside. The BTS vocalist simply ended the call and padded over to unlock the window.
“You came!” Jungkook exclaimed happily with a cute smile crinkling his eyes.
”Of course I came, you were having a gay panic and trying to drink it away,” Yugyeom retorted. He entered the room successfully, then sent Changkyun an update.
“Are you good? Not drunk yet?”
“Oh I’m a mess. A gay mess. A pretty gay mess. Who drank two sojus. Can I drink a third? Probably...”
Yugyeom laughed. “I’m not letting you drink more.” He grabbed his older friend by the wrist and pulled him to the bed where he gently laid the older male down. “Try to get some sleep. Want me to get you anything before you knockout?”
”I want water with ice,” murmured Jungkook. “And some gummies...maybe some-“
”I’ll get you the water, just hold on.”
Jungkook smiled and nodded, then let his head fall sideways on the pillow indicating he was finally letting himself relax.
With a nervous heart, Yugyeom braced himself for the worst as he opened Jungkook’s bedroom door slightly. He was met with Taehyung’s face looking in through the small gap, and that caught the GOT7 member off guard because Yugyeom yelled in surprised but Taehyung didn’t react at all. Almost as if he somehow already knew Yugyeom snuck in. As if he was expecting him.
“I didn’t think I’d see you here,” Taehyung said. “But I knew I heard your voice. Open the door, little one.”
Yugyeom slammed the door shut without answering, and that only made Taehyung knock repeatedly.
“Maybe I should just message Yoongi,” Yugyeom said to himself. Yeah, that was the safest option so far.