1 The Bulls

The stadium was engulfed by noise. The crowd were screaming and chanting for their desired team. They roared when The Bulls strike the baseball with a bat, scoring. Mixture of yells, drum beats, frustrated and, disappointed groans can be heard. Some made bets. The Bulls was no doubt the best team at baseball.

Hoseok, Namjoon, Seokjin and, Yoongi cheered when The Bulls was announced as the winner. Proud of their three youngest friends, Jimin, Taehyung and, Jungkook.

The seven guys were friends since sophomore in high school, they attended the same music class and decided to make a band. They joined a music competition and that's how their friendship started. The three youngest were baseball varsities since high school.

The team gloriously smiled while they held the trophy, smiling for pictures. They waved to the fans before chatting a little and went to their businesses.

"Hyung!" Jimin shouted, catching his hyungs' attention. They all turned their heads to see Jimin running towards them, happily spreading his arms for hugs but, he unintentionally slipped through his way. Face first planted on the floor. Taehyung and Jungkook laughed.

"Oh God, Jimin, was the floor ok?!" Yoongi devilishly grin mocking Jimin. "Yoongi, stop." Seokjin said trying to hide his laughter.

"Are you ok?" Taehyung, who's still laughing, asked Jimin while stretching out a hand to help him stand. "I think I broke my nose." Jimin said, which made them burst in fits of laughter.

The elders congratulated the three youngest. Complimenting them on how great they were and the others. "Thank you, guys!" Jimin heartily said. "You're welcome, Chim." Hoseok replied, patting the younger's head.

"Anyways, the team will be going to celebrate on the bar near the uni, you guys going?" Jungkook asked. "I guess no, we aren't part of the team after all." Namjoon replied.

"They said we can invite anyone, so why not join us?" Jungkook pursued his hyungs. "Its a no, Kookie, celebrate with the team, alright?" Namjoon reassured to which the three nodded. "Ok."

"We'll get going, bye!" and they bid each other goodbye.

As the day went on, the team was on their way to the bar. They were currently seated in a van, goofing around. Some were asleep and listening to music whilst, some were playing. "Jungkook, how old are you?" someone asked Jungkook from the back seat. He answered, "Eighteen."

"Oh~ I thought Kookie was still a baby!" he mocked and laughed at his own joke. "Aish! Shut up." Jungkook said.

After the van arrived and was parked in the parking lot, they left and went inside. They were greeted with the scent of mixed sweat and alcohol. Jungkook scrunched his nose at the scent, he will never get used to this.

The speaker was booming and everyone was dancing, bobbing their head to the beat. A girl wearing black tube dress that was just few inches below her buttocks and in red pumps approached Jimin.

"Hey, cutie, wanna have some fun?" the girl asked and smirked. "Sure, why not?" Jimin replied with a grin plastered on his face. The girl dragged him to get drinks and to the dance floor.

"Jungkook, I heard they're playing games over there, why don't you join them?" Taehyung asked to which Jungkook replied with, "Only if you'll come with me, hyung."

"Ah I don't want to play and besides, you should have fun by yourself."

"If you say so." Jungkook agreed and shrugged his shoulders. He made his way to the billiard pool.

After almost an hour, Jungkook was already drunk. He was light-headed and can't see things clearly. He squinted his eyes trying to make his way to his hyungs.

"Taehyung-hyung! There *hiccup* you are." he shouted through the dance floor when he thought he saw his friend.

Little did he know something was about to happen.

It was already 01:57 a.m. when they got home. Taehyung was a bit tipsy and Jimin was drunk. Their teammate was kind enough to drive them back to the university's dorm.

Taehyung, who's just a bit tipsy and still aware of his surroundings, carried Jimin on his shoulders. He knocked thrice on the door and it opened revealing drowsy Namjoon in pajamas.

"I got this, Tae, go to your room."

"Joonie-hyunggg," Jimin said when he saw his hyung. "We *hiccup* had sooo much *hiccup* fun."

"That's great." he replied. He groaned on how heavy Jimin was despite his height. "Hyung?" Jimin called him.

"Why, Chim?"

"Your breath stinks." and then he burst out laughing. Namjoon removed Jimin's arm on his shoulder and let him fall on the floor. He then left Jimin slumped on the floor and entered their room.

"That's *hiccup* so bad of youuu." he kept blabbering.

"Oh, Jimin? What are you doing there?" Seokjin asked, who heard the little commotion came out from his room.

"Here, let me help you."

"Bitch, I'm fabulouser than you." Jimin snarkily said. "Ha! You mean, fabuLOSER?" Seokjin hissed back. He won't let his ego to be hurt.

"Boy, I'm out." and once again, Jimin was left slumped on the floor.