Yoongi lazily browsed his computer and munched some doritos. He had to e-mail his history teacher an essay but had reluctantly put it off. He stared at the clock, great he had to send it at 8pm and it was already 11:45pm. He opened his e-mail. The first mail on his inbox got his attention. It was from one of his classmates with the subject - Stare at porn, not at Jesus -
"What the fuck Taehyung..." He said to no one in particular as he opened it.
Now That you Have rEaD ThIS YoU CaN'T SkIIIP!!1!!
if yOu doN't SEND THiS EmAiL To 246 PeOpLe tHe ghost oF Park JiMiN WiLl CoME aT midNiGhT inTo YoUr roOom aND kilL You.
Yoongi frowned and laughed as he erased the mail. "Fucking cunt." He sent his essay and pulled out his phone.
Y: Taehyung you little dick, why do you keep spamming me with your chain mail
T: I was scared!! I don't want to be killed
Y: It's not real moron
T: Jungkook said it was
Y: Jungkook's a dick
T: You're not gonna send it?
Y: No.
T: Jimin's gonna come at night!!!
Y: I hope she has nice tits then
T: What if it's a boy....
Y: Jimin is a girls name. Plus boys aren't scary.
Just don't send me any more bullshit Tae
T: Sorry! <3
Yoongi placed his phone on his desk and went to the kitchen to clean his plate. His mum and dad had gone out for the night and where possibly coming tomorrow in the morning. "God when I turn 16 I'm going to have so many parties since mum and Dad are never here." He smiled at how genius he was and went back to his room. His phone's light shinned and he looked at the notifications which where of course texts from Taehyung.
T: You mad?
I said sorry bruuuuuuuuh!!
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He laughed and plugged it in his charger.
12am.
"Well it's midnight where's Jimin?"
"I'm right here"
Yoongi's body tensed at the sound of a boy's voice. He looked quickly out the window thinking it was probably Namjoon trying to sneak again into his room.
"Joonnie?" His voice came out quieter than he intended it too.
"No, Jiminnie~" The voice giggled.
Yoongi turned to face his room's door a small silhouette of a boy right in front of him.
"Well this is disappointing..."
The figure backed up a little confused but then resumed to pace slowly at the boy. He crawled on his bed, the moonlight showing his chubby features, and Yoongi suppressed a laugh.
"I was expecting bigger tits from you" He blurted out. Yoongi was scared as shit but if he was going to get killed might as well have nice last words.
"You keep making fun of me! I'm here to kill you!" Jimin shouted grinning, but the older boy in front of him didn't seem to give a shit. Yoongi was satisfied with his last words and so he threw his hands back and laid relaxed on his bed to wait for his death.
Jimin stared at him confused and sat on top of his lap examining the boy. He took out a knife from god knows where and pressed against Yoongi's neck. He smiled when the boy twisted his face in pain but it only lasted a second, then the older's not-give-a-fuck expression was back. Jimin threw the knife on the floor in frustration and jumped lightly up and down while shaking the older's shoulders.
"Don't do that!" Yoongi moaned
"Why? You scared now?" A proud smile on his face
"No. You just rubbing your dick on my dick every time you move"
Jimin's face was dark red as his smile dissipated. He carefully got of Yoongi and picked up the knife awkwardly.
"I'm leaving, someone else didn't send the mail."
"Wait!"
"What?" Jimin turned his head around slowly while his body kept facing the other way creeping Yoongi out a little.
"You haven't killed me yet!" Yoongi smiled softly at him and sat at the edge of his bed.
"Yeah well, you ignore the e-mail again and I'll definitely come and get you" and with that he disappeared.
Yoongi reached out to his phone and texted Taehyung again.
Y: You have to send me the chain mail again!!!
A/N: Yeah idk
