mafia . vkook

fifty two

Taehyung's PoV;

"I propose that we celebrate." Namjoon said, "you know, Jungkook's recovery and everything."

"Fuck yeah! House party!" Jungkook shouted, Hoseok jumping up to chest-bump with Jungkook before they rushed to the kitchen.

"You cannot be fucking serious. I am never stepping foot near alcohol again." I groaned, slumping back against the sofa as I heard Jungkook's and Hoseok's excited shouts and giggles.

"This is your fault, Namjoon." Yoongi accused.

"Hey! In my defence, I didn't say that we should have a house party. I said that we should celebrate." 

"How are we gonna have a house party with seven of us?" Jimin asked.

"Pft, obviously we'll invite everyone we know, silly!" Jungkook stumbled in, numerous glass bottles of liquor in his arms, Hoseok soon following.

"No. We ca-"

"Jaebum! Jackson! Youngjae! BamBam! Jinyoung! Mark! Yugyeom!" Jungkook shouted for the other servants.

I was impressed at how fast they arrived from their dorm, rushing into the living room and bowing.

"Yes?" Jaebum asked.

"We're having a house party, you're invited. Someone phone Taeyong and tell him to bring his gang."

Jaebum smiled widely, him and Youngjae high-fiving.

"Can we invite Taemin?" I asked.

If we were gonna have a house party and if I had to deal with a drunk Jungkook, I needed my wingman Taemin.

Legendary.

"How can we not have Taemin here?! Phone that whore!" Jungkook yelled, retreating back into the kitchen to fetch more booze, a few maids following back in with him, each carrying a few bottles.

Since there would be over twenty of us, we'll need loads of booze.

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"What are you wearing?" I asked Jungkook as he leaned back on his chair.

"Nothing. I'm gonna go naked."

"That would be extremely fucking weird."

"True." He laughed at my mortified expression, "I don't know, what are you wearing?"

"I don't know, that's why I asked you so I could steal some inspiration."

Jungkook nodded, "well that worked well."

"How about you go naked?" He asked.

"Jungkook! No! What is it with you and nakedness?" I whisper-shouted, "and stop looking at me in that wa- are you imagining me naked?!"

Jungkook snorted, "my bad. Yes I was."

"You're such a pervert."

"Are you not the one with dirty videos of me on your phone?"

"It's not as if you don't have any of me."

"Touché." He murmured, "let me pick you an outfit."

I nodded, "of course."

Jungkook half-squealed, clapping as he jumped childishly.

Which looked extremely strange.

He was a grown man, cuts and bruises from a previous house attack, expensive suit, armed with three weapons, jumping up and down like a child.