SHORT PROMPTS [ jinbyul ]

"i don't like how your brother talks to his girlfriend."

jin's mother frowns, looking over seokjoong as he blinks.

"... all of a sudden?"

"i just don't like how the two of them seems to be so sweet whenever they are with other people but i always hear him curse her in closed doors."

seokjoong then squints his eyes.

"eh? that's impossible, jin wouldn't do that to byulie."

"didn't you hear? your brother is basically screaming over her- with i don't know for what reason!" she hissed.

"omma, i think it's just other things, i don't think even byulie would allow it to happen to her."

"seokjoong." his mother warns him.

"... i swear, they look so sweet and lovely together- i thought he'll come back and bring us good news of me having a nephew but-"

"seokjoong." she tells once more, as he purses his lips.

"fine, i'll take a look." he replies, defeated- as he walks over the room of jinnie on their house, expecting nothing.

until something.

"you're really acting like shit, can't you see?"

he then raises his brow, crossing his arms out of surprise.

he heard it right.

but what does that mean?

"left- i said left!"

"jin, lower your voice." byulyi whispers, piquing more of his curiousity.

"why are you such a dumbass during these times!?"

seokjin exclaims on the other side of the door, only to hear byulie hiss.

"stop being so sensitive!"

"WAH- THIS LITTLE SH- IS SO TALKATIVE-"

"jin-"

"ah, aegi- i think i'm crushing your arms, thank y- yah, you little ASSHOLE!"

his brother frowns even more, thoroughly confused at the flow of their conversation, with seokjin being too rough in talking, suddenly speaking sweet to byulyi..

what's going on with these two?

he needs to now confirm his mother's conclusion.

"you know if you're going to just throw that attitude, might as well..."

byulyi trails off, only for them to be interrupted when his brother slams the door open, expecting the two to be fighting.

"... drop the team..." byulyi says.

instead, he witnesses byulyi being tucked in the sheets, resting in between jin's legs while the two of them are over his phone.

they look sweet....

in an awkward silence, the only sound that is heard everywhere is seokjin's phone blasting with war sounds- indicating that...

they are playing as a team, comically hearing a sound on the phone-

"YAH JIN AND BYULIE, DROP THE GUN YOU LITTLE DUMBASSES!"

...

oh.

"... mwo?" jin asks his brother, as byulyi blinks. "oh.. oppa."

"... i thought you two are fighting." seokjoong mutters awkwardly, as the couple blinks.

"i told you, you're too loud!" byulyi hisses, elbowing jin's chest as the latter whines- murmuring. "ah, i told you- your arms are pitted." he carefully pinches his girlfriend's elbow out of concern.

now, how does that look.... fake?

"ah hyung, mian- there's a dumb sandeul on the team- what's up?"

"... mom thought that you're cursing byulie." seokjoon trails-off, as byulyi's eyes went wide.

"ah, ani-"

"oh- where did that attitude came from- how did your son became so reckless and much of an asshole to curse his girlfriend like that!?"

the three of them pauses, hearing jin's mom ranting.

"SEOKJOONG! get his ass right here!"

"omma, gwenchana. no need to worry, they are f-" seokjoong was cut off, seeing his mother's face threatening him to follow.

...

"hyung."

"... i don't know how to save you dude, she's really angry and wanted to talk to you now." he points out the door-

leaving jin's mouth parting in horror.

genre: comedy, slight crack and fluff