WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

thirty two.

jungkook's pov

"please tell me why jimin hung pink streamers that spell out 'sleepover'." yoongi sighed as he walked in.

"seriously?! damn he goes all out. what are they even going to do?" i chuckled.

"i honestly don't know, something about makeup and pretty little liars." yoongi shrugged.

"did you see taehyung's pajamas?" i asked as we sat on the couch.

"yeah, he walked in all happy and showing them off. jimin looked a little jealous." yoongi laughed.

"dude he fucking made me buy them for him because he literally only sleeps in my clothes. i honestly don't see the need for new clothes." i complained.

"bitch jimin has literally left me with two shirts. there is no point in buying any more. he just keeps taking them." yoongi cried making me laugh out loud.

"hey man, if you think you have it bad, think about poor namjoon. i seriously don't know how he handles jin's extra ass." i rolled my eyes.

"oh shit, true! sometimes i wish i was hoseok with no one to steal my fucking clothes. but then again i need my jimin so i guess ill have to live in rags." yoongi huffed.

"your hope is here!" i heard from the other side of the door before we heard loud banging on my door.

i chuckled before getting up to open the door, seeing hoseok carrying bags full of food and snacks.

"where's namjoon?" hoseok smiled.

"not here yet. probably still getting the beer."

"oh by the way, just passed by your dorm yoongi, and i gotta say, it sounded like a real party in there." hoseok laughed causing me to worry slightly.

what the hell were they up to ?