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taehyung's finger flew into the middle of the bubble jimin had blown. his large masterpiece deflating.
now taehyung was in a chokehold. hoseok and jungkook were in eachothers hold, laughing and erupting in a pit of giggles
"taehyung you gar-bitch!" garbage and bitch
"ahh! jin hyungie! help me!" taehyung called out but jin only sighed at the behavior and decided to pretend that a large barrier was built between them
"hyung! i'm sorry! jimin hyung please!" taehyung's face was red and was soon released by the irritated older who rolled his eyes
taking a deep breath, taehyung stuck his tongue out at the older
hoseok looked at taehyung for a good minute, "weren't... you chewing gum."
jungkook's eyes widened, "taetae.. i think you swallowed the gum."
jimin chuckled, "idiot."
namjoon popped the soda open, fizzing sounds adding to the continuous laughter of the trouble squad.
jins eyes wandered around the road, switching from the mirror to the grey road. wanting to check on baby koo who was all flustered and pretty by the many compliments on how adorable his laugh was
"hyung. are we there yet?" hoseok leaned in between the front seats.
"no." namjoon answered for him. "you're not my hyung." hoseok mumbled
"youre right. i'm your leader though, sit your ass down."
kookie tapped on the window, looking back at the two who were sleeping in uncomfortable positions. he tapped hobi and clutched onto his arm, "hobi hyung we've been driving for a while"
his worried tone softened hobi, the man turning to hold his hand. "it's alright koo, hyung took another turn to avoid traffic, that's why. we'll be there in no time." his bright smile reassuring and calm
kookie leaned his head against hoseok's shoulder. he seen the man pull his phone out, "hey.. let's take pictures of yoongi hyung. get a good angle for black mail huh?"
the sunshine chuckled evilly, kookie smiled, taking the phone from him.
he stared at yoongi's sleeping frame, but the road became bumpy and koo couldn't reach further without accidentally dropping the phone on hoseoks lap
"i'll take them. you could crop them huh?"
and then he picked his own up from his lap. swiftly capturing unpleasant angles of yoongi. next thing you know, hoseoks wrists were burning with pain
