24 Years

Unfortunately

Jungkook POV

I woke up to the sound of yelling and the smoke detector going off.

"Oh jesus, what now." sluggishly I got out of my bed and walked out of the room, "What in the world is going on!" a confused smile spread across my face as I watched the scene before me.

Taehyung yelling and running back and forth from the door to the hallway from the room, Yoongi fanning the air with a blanket, Jin rolling on the floor laughing, Jimin juggling a piece of burnt toast, Hoseok hiding behind the couch, and Namjoon I can see through the den window, clearly having some sort of mental breakdown.

Yoongi, through crumpled laughter, tried explaining what was going on, "I... I have nothing to do with this. I woke up and those two," his pointer finger flying from between Jin and Namjoon who's still outside, "where tossing the toaster back and forth and the fucker was smoking. Hoseok has been behind the couch this entire time. I don't know what's wrong with Taehyung he's just, gone. And Jimin. oh my god Jimin. " Yoongi fell to the ground in a fit of laughter as I looked over at Jimin who now had his head in the sink.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and shook my head, "you see, at this point I don't even want to know."

Namjoon shyly walked back into the house, laughing to himself, "He said, 'stop throwing the fucking toaster! It's going to explode!' and jumped behind the couch."

"Hoseok I presume." I sat on the backrest of the couch.

"Yep. Sometimes I wonder how I am even friends with you guys." Namjoon shook his head and Yoongi dropped the blanket he was still holding onto dearly.

"What was going through yours and Jin's head when you started tossing the toaster??!"

"Jin and I were arguing and he said ' I'm going to throw this toaster at you' which earned the blurb and the highspeed run and jump over the head of the couch by Hoseok."

"What were you guys even arguing about?" bothe Jin and Namjoon look at each other and shrug.

"Beats me." they said in unison.

"Nice." I sighed out and Yoongi joined me on the head of the couch.

"This was an eventful morning." Yoongi ran his hands through his hair and laugh/ sighed.

"It's only the second fucking day and we already almost started a fire. Guys we are going to lose this house by Friday I swear it."

"Better fucking not, or I am personally gonna murder every single one of you." Yoongi said with a smile.

"You wouldn't." Taehyung dared Yoongi.

"Bet?"

"Bet." with that Yoongi shot up out of his seat and chased Taehyung outside.

"Oh for Christ sake, YOONGI!" I yelled and he slowly came back into the house, panting and smiling innocently at me.

"Yes my dear?"

"Okay first, what did you do to Tae, and second, you know you aren't supposed to be running, sit down."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say dad."

"Don't."

Yoongi chuckled softly and placed a soft kiss on my cheek, "And Taehyung's fine. He ran down the street and was still running when you called me."

Taehyung returned back into the house and panted out, "I. am. hungry."

"Let's go out to eat, before we have another one of... whatever this scene was." Jin says as he flings his arm in circles.