When Jimin had woken up, the first thing he had noticed was the light filtering from his window,

And second, he was in his bed... alone.

Jimin blinked rapidly, confused and his memory fuzzy.

What... happened?

Jimin tried to remember what had happened yesterday, then-

Oh, God.

His eyes widened as he remembered the events of yesterday, he abruptly sat upright from his bed which earned him a pained grunt,

He rubbed his head,

Damn, the fall must have hurt a lot. He murmured to himself,

Where's... Ryunosuke? Or that weird dude?

Was... it all just a dream? That can't be, everything felt too real... but then again that explains all the weird things that had happened, only dreams can conjure something as weird as that-

His gaze snapped towards his open bedroom door as he heard a loud crash from outside the room,

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING INSIDE MY APARTMENT?!" a loud but very familiar voice screeched outside,

"Was... that Taehyung?" Jimin muttered to himself blearily, trying to quickly comprehend what's happening around him when another crash was heard,

...Was that the sound of a vase breaking?

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY JIMIN, OH MY GOD, MY POOR JIMOCHIBLES, DID YOU CHOP HIM TO PIECES?! HE'S NOT VERY TASTY, YOU KNOW!" Taehyung continued to scream angrily as he threw random things at the pink haired dude who was cowering behind the island counter,

"PLEASE, STOP! I SWEAR I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO HIM!" the guy said fearfully as he ducked from the different things being thrown at him, including Taehyung's Math textbook.

Taehyung's nose flared angrily, how dare he think he was dumb?! He may have mistaken a potato for banana, BUT HE IS NOT DUMB.

You see, Taehyung had just come back from Namjoon's place after getting help for his Math homework and he came back to this dude cooking in his kitchen, with a KNIFE!

Taehyung's eyes dilated with anger and fear as another thought processes into his mind,

"Wait... ARE YOU COOKING HIM?!" Taehyung screamed in fear as he a looked at an omelet-looking thing sizzling in the pan,

"W-WHAT?!" the guy responded in disbelief, "C-Cook him?! Why would I do that?-"

"I DON'T KNOW, YOU'RE THE KILLER HERE-" Taehyung responded angrily, as he grabbed his shoes and was ready to throw it at him when he heard padding from Jimin's bedroom and a very annoyed voice,

"STOP, NO ONE IS THROWING SHOES AT EACH OTHER!"

Taehyung gaped at Jimin who was angrily glaring at the both of them,

"J-Jimin? You're a-alive?" Taehyung stuttered dumbly, "I-I thought he c-cooked you?"

Jimin gave him a 'disappointed but not surprised' look,

He rolled his eyes, "No one is cooking anyone, now, what are you doing Taehyung?" Jimin raised his eyebrows questioningly at his baffled best friend,

Taehyung spluttered, "W-what? J-Jimin! You're defending this hooligan?!"

"Excuse me, but what? A hooligan?-" the guy was about to start babbling as he was offended when Jimin raised his hands in a "shut up" motion,

"Can you two shut up? Taehyung don't look at me like that and Ryunosuke be quiet,"

Taehyung quirked his eyebrows at the name of the pink haired guy while said pink haired guy's eyebrows shot up in surprise,

"Y-you actually called me by my name?" he asked in d