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[forty-four] code

KIM TAEHYUNG
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"monie, my smart, intelligent friend!" taehyung cooed.

namjoon chuckled deeply, snapping back. "what do you want, you parasite? i know you're out for my brains."

"omo, you didn't have to be so rude about it." taehyung clicked his tongue, "anyways, i have this teensy, tiny favor to ask of you..."

"and?"

"well, i need you to crack a code for me. oh, and do please call back! i need to know."

"hah, sure. for how much? my brain has its price y'know."

taehyung gasps, "are you really gonna charge me for money, your friend?"

"oh it's okay. if you really don't want to, i guess we can forget about the code. bye bye~!"

"wAIT, no! okay okay!" taehyung pouts. "10$."

namjoon smirks, "deal."

taehyung hangs up, shifting from the awkward crouching position on the bathroom floor edged into the corner. he hid in the lavatory hoping that jungkook didn't hear him, faking a flush and washing his hands whilst humming. taehyung almost jumps in horror, when a startling ringtone surfaced. he shakes of the water droplets off his hands, grabbing his phone. "hello? damn namjoon, not even three minutes has pa-"

"dude, it was too easy. i want no 10$ for this kindergarten shit, how weren't you able to solve it?"

taehyung awkwardly chuckles, "you know me."

taehyung rubbed off excessive water on a pink towel, installed by seokjin of course.

"well, true. but more importantly, what's this code for? cause i'm slightly concerned."

"hm? how come?"

"apparently it says i hate myself."

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