A familiar happy chirp of Jimin’s rang in the kitchen, successfully gained all of the remaining four presences’ attention.

“So? Why’re you so hyper bout’ that?” Yoongi sassed, ears irritated by Jimin’s loud voice just now because god who the hell screams early in the morning.

“Duh. Of course I’m hyper about it. Jungkook rarely gives us his phone—wait, he never did. So I’m guessing that brat must have kept something in it.” Jimin gave his trademark smirk away while waving the brown leather-cased smartphone in his hand.

“So what’re you planning?” Hoseok’s eyes beamed at that mentioned. Namjoon and Seokjin, on the other hand, just watched with suspicious eyes at the rest while eating their breakfast.

“Maybe he kept something like pics of his ex or maybe, .” Jimin shrugged his shoulders and hopped on the unoccupied seat between Hoseok and Yoongi, slightly squishing himself between the both to give some space.

“What??” Seokjin almost chocked on his milk when the baby-faced male told him that. Namjoon, who was just beside him, quickly patted his back to calm him down. “P-? What the heck are you thinking, Jimin? That kid is way innocent than you are to even have that!”

“What? He just turned 18. He’s not underage anymore, hyung. And do note, he’s a growing boy, or not, a man.” Jimin retorted, pouting at Seokjin’s state.

“If it’s you the one keeping those kinds of things, I wouldn’t even doubt.” Yoongi said monotonously while scooping cereal into his mouth. “Hyung!” Jimin whacked his arm with a hiss, which only earned a cool shrug from the older.

“Whatever it is, I’m interested in looking into what the kid’s got. He always kept his things a good distance away from us, especially his clothes and phone.” Hoseok took the iPhone from Jimin’s small hand and tapped on the screen.

“You mean his underwear. Yoongi, stop stealing the poor boy’s underwear. Imagine the grossness he felt when you took it. And god, you’re like 22 already, not 5.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes at Seokjin’s rambling. “What? Not my fault he got nice ones.”

Seokjin widen his eyes at the latter. “Are you kidding me??”

“Guys, guys, look! I told you he’s got some interesting vids!” Jimin chirped, doing mental victory dances in his head when he got the screen unlocked easily. He secretly peeked behind Jungkook’s shoulders unnoticed before when the younger unlocked his phone.

“Seriously? Where’s Jungkook anyway?” Namjoon leaned forward across the table to see the videos mentioned. The videos were kept inside a folder named ‘Private’.

“Jungkook’s out with Taehyung to buy snacks. They’ll be here in about an hour so hurry up if you wanna see!” Jimin shushed all of them and Seokjin, although unwillingly, leaned forward to see what the younger kept so securely in his phone too because what if Jimin’s true? That the younger might have those kinds of things? Oh the horror!

“Hey, try and play this one.” Hoseok pointed at a certain video with a picture of someone’s blurry silhouette as the thumbnail. Jimin tapped on it and the atmosphere fell into silence as the video played.

The first video was recorded with Jungkook holding the camera, going silently towards the bathroom for no particular reason. Or not.

The others heard snickers behind the camera and they recognized them quickly as Jungkook and Taehyung. The camera stopped behind the bathroom’s closed door. The camera shifted as Jungkook giggles, camera shaking due to his hands moving.

“One…hehe. Two…!”

Then a large white hand—Jungkook’s hand, pushed the door opened with a loud bang and all of the hyungs burst into loud laughs at the scene playing before them except Yoongi, who was blushing madly right now.

In the video, Jungkook’s and Taehyung’s laugh almost clogged the video’s voice detector as they laughed so hard behind the camera as they saw Yoongi midway from tracing lip balm across his pale lips. His face was already dabbed with make-up—eyes thickly rimmed with kohl and pale cheeks dusted with pink blusher. It wasn’t much but it was enough to make the normally cool looking guy into looking like one of those pretty cool city girl (except his hair is short but still...).

He was blushing furiously in the video, yelling bloody curses at the two maknaes as he chased them out of the bathroom, camera shifting heavily as Jungkook and Taehyung ran for their dear lives while cackling like madmen.

“Yah, you little s! You better delete that or you’ll be dead!!!”  Yoongi’s voice rang in the video and the others laughed harder. The Yoongi in real life was blushing like mad and gritting his teeth in utter embarrassment and surprise.

The camera stopped moving and it turned, Jungkook’s and Taehyung’s exhausted but satisfied faces came into view. They were huffing for air but were laughing regardless for the air loss.

“And that was Yoongi hyung, everyone. Our cool pretty city man, Min Swag hyung, everyone.” Jungkook said with a raised eyebrow and voice laced with amusement. Taehyung laughed and patted the younger. “Yea, he is pretty. He reminds me of Snow White though.”

“Snow white—HAHAHAHA!”

“S-shut up!”

“Yea, don’t you know? He is the Snow White. But Snow White’s gentler and nicer. He’s a pain in the neck.” Jungkook commented. Taehyung slapped his arm gently. “Jungkook!” He huffed but silently agreed with younger.

“But I’m prettier.” Taehyung added while doing agyeo, poking his pointy finger into his puffed cheek. Now it was Jungkook’s turn to laugh at the comment and he faked a sneered face. Taehyung giggled bashfully and the video ended with a ‘Gosh, hyung you look weird’ from the younger.

“Good for you this wasn’t aired. Why were you even putting make-up on your face, hyung? You looked ridiculously pretty.” Jimin wiped an invisible tear from the corner of hi eyes. The others had calmed down from the outburst but Yoongi’s face color still the same. Red as tomato. It wasn’t his fault for having such pale skin.

“That was a year ago, when I had to wear the maid’s outfit, you idiot.” Yoongi gritted his teeth. “Oh, I remember. You were very pretty.” Seokjin smirked and Yoongi almost threw the half empty bowl to his morning face.

“I didn’t know these kids’ have been recording all these times.” Namjoon grumbled.

“Well, whatever it is, this is so funny! Why didn’t they show us any of these? I didn’t see anything wrong in it.” Jimin scrolled through the items before the gadget got snatched away by Yoongi.

“Hyung, what’re you doing? Gimme!” Jimin jumped forward, hands flailing around to grab at the phone.

“I’m deleting that vid. It’s embarrassing!” Yoongi brought the phone further away from Jimin’s reach. “Oh come on! That was funny! You can’t just delete that! Jungkook’s going to find out I took it!” Jimin grabbed at his arm and leaned forward to get the gadget, body weight on top of Yoongi’s.

“Say that when you’re in my shoes! Get off!” Yoongi attempted on skipping away but his elbow hit the table and the gadget slipped from his hold, hitting the ground with a loud thud.

“!” Jimin cursed as he quickly hopped off the seat, leaning down to check whether the phone was broken. “Yoongi hyung! I swear if this is broken you’re gonna take responsibility!”

Jimin pointed an accusing finger towards the aforementioned and the latter just looked at him with deadpanned expression. “How is that my fault??”

The two males fought and the rest of the three just shook their heads at their childish behavior. Hoseok’s hearing then caught another sound coming from the phone and he quickly grabbed the phone, eyes widen a bit in interest at the screen playing. Jimin must have accidently tapped on a video just now.

“You guys, look! Where was this again?” Hoseok’s curious question stopped the two male and they went towards Hoseok, eyes peeking to see the screen. Namjoon and Seokjin joined not soon enough.

“I think it’s one of the hotel rooms we used back in Germany.” Seokjin replied.

“I don’t know.” The other shrugged their shoulder and looked at the screen with full concentration.

The recording was on 6.44 a.m. The sun wasn’t even up yet. The camera shifted around in the dimly lit room of Jungkook’s and Taehyung’s shared room. It seemed like Jungkook’s the one recording by the look of the hands controlling the camera. The screen turned and into the view Jungkook’s fresh face after a splash of cold water, his locks wet from washing.

Eyes swollen a bit but he looked painfully happy and he was smiling like crazy that time .He made a small but happy wave towards the camera and his trademark bunny teeth grin split his face.

“Hey, this is Jeon Kookie’s very own diary cam and is officially made on—” He stopped to glance at the table watch at the bedside and turned back at the screen to continue his previous act.

“—Wednesday at 6.45 in the morning. Pretty early and breakfast isn’t due till 8 but I couldn’t help it since me and the others had to wake up at 5 in the morning every day unless it’s a free day, it kind of became a habit. Here as you can see,”

He spread his free arm beside him, showing the dimly lit bedroom consisted of a queen-sized bed, a bed table, desk especially for cosmetics and a huge mirror hung just above it, a small walk-in closet, a set of television and a small fridge. Two huge travel bags beside the bed’s legs and in the bed, under the fairly thick blanket was a lump which seemed to be Taehyung curled up underneath.

Jungkook pulled himself back to the camera and continued with his rambling. “Yesterday was pretty tiring because we had live performances and fan meeting at the square and all. We all looked like walkers from the Living Dead. Especially Namjoon hyung. He barely had his eyes opened after we got off of the van. I thought he almost got knocked into the fish pond in front of the company if it wasn’t for Jin hyung.”

Jungkook sat slowly on the bed and his free hand patted the lump underneath the blanket gently.

“This baby here, on the other hand, is pretty damn well tired than all of us since I did went a bit rough with him last night.” Jungkook murmured while turning around to glance at the sleeping older.

“Wait. What does he meant by rough?”

“Shhh! Be quiet, I wanna hear them!”

Jungkook sighed. Just as he slipped his hand from the lump, the latter moved and the camera shook as Jungkook seemed to get startled by the sudden awaken from the older. Taehyung groaned a bit before slowly turned his face aside, eyes peering from his own shoulders just to see that a camera was a few feet away from his face.

“Kookie, what’re you doing with your cam early in the morning?” Taehyung’s voice sounded hoarse in the video. He turned his body around, the blankets slipping from his shoulders to his biceps, exposing his collarbones and shoulders.

All five sets of eyes which are watching the video widen at the sight and their mouth went slack in disbelief. Jimin was first to break the ice.

“Please don’t tell me those are what I think they are.”

“Recording you. What else?” Jungkook chuckled from behind and Taehyung’s face reddens a bit. Taehyung quickly slipped himself back into the blanket to cover his face. “Don’t…I look awful.” The older whined.

He looked tired. His hair messy, lips swollen and awfully exhausted. But he didn’t seem to be minding it too much. “Oh, come on. You’re gorgeous. Babe, look at the camera.” Jungkook cooed while tugging at the blanket which only made Taehyung clutched at the blanket even more with a ‘No! Go away!’.

The rest of the groups looked at each other with a disbelief look on each other’s face. “Babe?”

“Why do you even bother recording at this hour? I wanna sleep. You made me went on for four hours last night. I’m sleepy and I’m sore like hell right now.” Taehyung peek from the sheet and Jungkook chuckled. A soft, almost audible ‘Cute’ escape his mouth.

“Sore??”

“It’s my very own cam diary so I want you in it. I want to have a remembrances of every single thing we did together.” Taehyung’s face flushed even more at the cheesy words. His face then broke into a lopsided grin. “So cheesy. And by what? By recording our doing it? Very creative, Jeon Jungkook.”

“Oh, so you want it then?” Jungkook said it with a rather devilish way and Taehyung momentarily blanches. “N-no. That’s not what I—”

The camera dropped onto the mattress with the screen facing the wall. A loud “Yah Jeon Jungkook! Don’t—HAHAHA! That tickles! TICKLES!” from Taehyung who sounded to be struggling and another “Come here, you!” from Jungkook were heard from the back of the camera.

“Okay, next!” Seokjin quickly tapped the go back button and the others groaned because they missed the part that should reveal everything they needed to know but none of them actually knew whether they wanted to see the most definitely interesting part. Even though the friendly squabble in the camera obliviously (is it?) show just a brotherly intimacy between two close males, they could always predict the incoming moment afterwards.

“What the was that?” Jimin asked with a disbelief look on his face. Yoongi had his usual blank expression on, except that this time, his mind really did go blank. Like, he couldn’t really comprehend what the actual just happened.

“Are these two dating each other? Because those are definitely hickeys I just saw on Taehyung’s.” Hoseok said with a monotonous tone. “No .” Namjoon added. This time, Seokjin didn’t even bother giving them an earful of lectures for swearing because he himself felt like swearing right now because really, those two looked like they just had a rough night.

“I’m…gonna watch another one.” The others mindlessly agreed, not caring that the said two males could get home in less than hour.

They watched with curious eyes at the screen as the beginning of the video was with Taehyung and Jungkook sitting rather very close to each other on the floor behind a wall, camera set in front of them on the grass.

It started with Taehyung laughing at a red-faced Jungkook. “Jungkook actually thought the kid from before was our cordy noona’s little brother. But it’s actually her son.” Taehyung laughed. Jungkook pouted unknowingly. He was being adorable.

“It’s not my fault she looked so youthful. She looked like she could be my girlfriend.” He reasoned. Taehyung grinned a lopsided grin and propped his chin in his palm on his knees. “I thought she clearly stated that she was 27 to you before.”

“Well, I guess I forget. She is pretty though.” Jungkook shrugged his shoulder. Taehyung smiled. “Yea, she is. Her son is so cute!”

Everything seemed like a normal conversation in this one. Nothing related to deeper relationship or involving intimacy between the two and the five hyungs were about to swipe to another video.

“I wonder how ‘ours’ would look like.”

Until that particular topic gets in.

Jungkook turned to him, grinning like mad. “What? Already thinking ahead, aren’t we?” Taehyung shrugged and took a hold of his hands, playing with their fingers innocently. “Yea why not. Besides, I think I know how ours would look like if it’s a girl.”

Jungkook raised an eyebrow and Taehyung grinned maliciously. “She would definitely looked like you.”

“Are you saying I looked like a girl?” Jungkook eyes him with narrow eyes as Taehyung still had that annoyingly innocent look on his face at his remark.

“What? You do look like one with that big fish eyes,” Taehyung gave feather-like touch at the corner of Jungkook’s eye who slow blinked at him eerily, “That cute nose,” He poked Jungkook’s nose cheesily who scrunched it up at the touch and Taehyung giggled, “This cute thin lips,” Taehyung cooed playfully and poked the younger’s lower lips, who finally burst at the undebateful remarks and growled.

“Erghhhh! Who’s the girl here??” And there goes Jungkook pouncing on the laughing alien and the said male fell backward with an ‘Offf!’ before he broke into a fit of laughter, string of curses slipping out from Jungkook’s lips as he rolled them over back and forth, escaping the camera’s sight a few times before coming back and this went on for approximately three minutes.

Struggles and ruffling on the grass could hear and muffled screams and laughs (“Yah! Jungkook, stop it! You’re killin—HAHAHA—STOP IT!”, “Take that, stupid ladybug!”, “Excuseeeee me! I’m the most adorable alien you could ever find in this home planet, thank you very much!” and “What the ?”) pitched in.

Just then, Taehyung’s side came into view abruptly and he hits the ground on his back, his breath cut off shortly as Jungkook pinned him down, his hands securing Taehyung’s at each side of his head and not another breathe spared before Jungkook crashed his opened lips to Taehyung’s off-guarded ones.

The hyungs’ eyes widen and Seokjin almost froze to death. Yoongi, who had his slanted eyes as big as saucers for the first time in the morning, contemplated on whether to cover Jimin’s eyes or not since the two in the video were each other’s face off better than pros. Which Jimin, Yoongi believes to the core, never seen anything like that in real life even if he claimed to be. But in other hand, this might become handy in the future (for himself of course). Who knows...

Jungkook’s finger clasped Taehyung’s hands tightly against the ground, lips moving roughly but in sync with the older who giddily went along, parting his lips for the younger to gain access into his cavern. They kissed like that, all suddenly needy and passionate, the previous squabbling and cursing went flying out of the window.

Jungkook pulled away, pulling Taehyung’s bottom lip in his way before a long breathe to fill his almost empty lungs. Taehyung seemed to be in a daze at the sudden kiss, but he smirked slightly at the panting boy above him. Jungkook stared at him, hard and determined. “Who’s the girl now?”

“God, seriously. You’re more childish than I am. You know, people who claimed themselves as a man is actually a lot worser than a  20 years old-minded 40 years old geezer, same goes to a crazy guy who claimed himself as normal. You know, a psycho doesn’t know he’s a psycho tho—”

At this point, Jungkook was groaning in frustration as Taehyung went on and on with his nonsense blabbering on pyscho’s and ninjas and fishermen (Fishermen, really??) and decided to shut him off with a low ‘You talk too much’ and swipe the older’s mouth into his again—

“Hyungs, we’re home!” A loud yell rang across the living room and into the kitchen along a loud slam of the front door.

“!” The five older boys cursed in unison and scrambled on their feet, Hoseok quickly passing the phone to Jimin. “What the—Hyung! Why’re you giving it to me??” Jimin yelled in a hush tone, struggling to give it back to Hoseok, who reacted as if the smart phone is contagious.

“You’re the one who took it in the first place! You take care of it!”

“Yah! You’re the one who watched it with us! We’re all in the same boat here!”

“The i—”

“Shhhh! He’s coming, es! Hide it!” Yoongi’s sharp low warning caught the two quarreling idiots off guarded and in cue, in come the forever oblivious Taehyung to the kitchen, flowers radiating from his back.

“What’re you two doing?” He asked, head cocked to the side as his eyebrows furrowed at Jimin’s and Hoseok’s weird positions. Yoongi slapped a palm to his forehead with a groan. These two ers...

Blinking innocently, the two scrambled on their feets like scared chickens and crossed their arms behind their backs while laughing nervously, the smart phone went back into Hoseok’s hands.

“Err...nothing. Hehe.” Taehyung raised an eyebrow but said nothing afterwards, skipping towards the fridge while humming an unfamiliar rap. Behind him, Hoseok and Jimin continued bickering silently while pushing the poor thing against each other, the other three at the table sighing in defeat at the background.

“Taehyung hyung, where did you put the Nerds that I bought just now?” The living humans in the kitchen (except Taehyung who’s chugging down milk straight from the carton) comically blanched at the voice and momentarily screeches when the said male walked into the kitchen, two large bags filled with goodies clutched loosely in his hands.

“Taehyung hyun—Hyungs, why’re you all looking as if you’ve just seen a ghost?” Jungkook clarified, raising an eyebrow at the olders who all seemed to shrink at their spots at nothing but just his presence.

You are the ghost! They screamed inwardly as they recalled the time when Jungkook went from cute maknae to the King Kong when they ruined his favorite red sweatshirt.

“Er...”

Jungkook blinked unknowingly. But then he spotted, a flash of the familiar brown leather of his phone’s casing and his eyebrows furrowed in the most eerily and darkly way at the realization.

“Hyung...” Jimin and Hoseok laughed nervously, mentally screaming bloody help from whoever there is to save their sorry asses at the sight of dark aura emitting from Jungkook. Taehyung darted his clueless eyes back and forth from the chickened out hyungs to the suddenly fuming and scary Jungkook.

Jimin grinned his -eating grin before shoving the gadget into Hoseok’s shocked hands and bolted out of the kitchen through the back door with a loud disclamair of ‘It was their ideas!’. Hoseok shrieked, Namjoon hid behind a baffled Seokjin, Yoongi continued eating his breakfast as if nothing had happened and Taehyung blinked.

“Park Jimin!!!”

What a good way to start the day off.

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Idk but i had a sudden desire to write something bout jungkook’s videos in his phone since he seemed like he doesn’t share things with his hyungs of ten soo....

Again, i’m sorry bc this is like a sorry gift from me bc my cousin’s wedding is nearing and i’ll be gone (again) from my house (which has all the neccessities to update my other fics) and sadly, i cant bring my laptop with me to attend his wedding (my house and the wedding are approximately above 200 km away so yea...)