Jin's eyes shot open. He wasn't in his bed, or his room. He immediately calmed down when he realized he was in one of the guest rooms. Jin looked around and immediately his eyes shot to a sleeping Namjoon. He was curled up in an arm chair and he looked cold. Cute. But then he remembered how Namjoon bro-zoned him."AH," Namjoon groaned out, slowly waking up. Jin hit his head with a pillow.
"Wake up," Jin hissed out and exited the room to see in what condition his house was in.
He stood on the stairs and screeched waking up all the sleeping drunks on the floor, couch and stairs, giving every one of them heart attacks.
"If you do not get out of this house this instant or help me clean the house - I will decapitate each and every one of you clowns," Jin hissed angrily, he's a clean freak. Jin loves parties but can't stand the mess they leave.
A panicked Yoongi runs inside from the porch with a flushed face. Jimin ran in as well.
"Yoongii!! I'm sorry!! I don't remember anything!! I'm sorry I invaded your personal space!! Please talk to me!!" Jimin stumbled in lightheadedly from the porch, whining.
"It's fine, Jimin, it just caught me off guard?" Yoongi scratched the back of his neck and looked at him. "Yah! Button up your shirt, you're not a prostitute!" Yoongi said covering his eyes, slightly. Jimin quickly obeyed.
"Wait- Y'all- Y'all's don't remember anything? Absolutely nothing? Nada? Zero?" Hoseok questioned panicked. Yoongi and Jimin shook their heads confused, making Hoseok groan.
"I- I- I fucking give up guys." Hoseok waved his arms in the air and squat in the middle of the room, his hands covering his face.
"I think you guys broke Hobi," Pointed out Jungkook, Taehyung by his side. Hoseok stood up, a serious expression on his face. He crossed his arms and spoke.
"Yoongi, why do you have black lips?" Hoseok questioned, knowing the answer.
"I don't know? Maybe I kissed Sunmi? I don't remember." Yoongi sighed, rubbing his head.
"Jimin, why is your black lipstick smudged?" Hoseok asked, again knowing the answer.
"I got laid?" Jimin questioned, slightly making eye-contact with Hoseok.
"I swear to God, y'all are fucking retarted." Jin huffed out. "Now, help me clean the house bitches or you're banned."
"But why can Namjoon sleep??? Ahhhhh," Groaned Jungkook.
"He can sleep because he's Namjoon and Jin loves him," Hoseok stated not showing any facial expressions, and grabbed a broom.
"Exactly," Jin said and picked up the red cups from the ground.
"Buttt Jiinnn-eommaaa, I'm your babyyy aren't I??" Jungkook whined as everyone looked at him, judging him. Jin's facial expression immediately softened.
"Wow, that's low," Yoongi said unimpressed and pushed the couch back where it was supposed to be.
"Shut the fuck up," Jungkook sneered.
"Yah! I was about to take you off the hook and let you take a nap butttttt nah," Jin replied cleaning the floor.
"Fuck," Muttered Jungkook.
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