had rested for nearly a week. as soon as his pain subsided he was up and about. he had no time to waste, he had a gang to lead.

the girl's image kept flashing in front of him, there was something about that girl he couldn't get out of his mind.

he stabilized the punching bag. sending fist after fist into it. his eyebrows were furrowed, rage escaping him. his ego was punctured. the fact that a girl beat him, didn't sit too well. sweat beaded on his forehead. with every thought of the brown-haired girl, he sent a punch flying towards the bag. his unrestrained breathing was harming the silence in his room.

he kicked the bag, watching it rock from left to right. he slammed it with punches as he felt a flicker of irritation as his anger spiked. his eyes were bloodshot and watery the sweat dripped down the sides of his flushed red cheeks.

who was that girl, and why did she beat him up so mercilessly? his mind stabbed him at every thought of her. not a single person has beaten him up that badly, but she did. he swung his hand at the punching bag repeatedly. the girl bruised his ego.

he punched the bag again and again for hours at a time, ignoring all the calls of his brothers. he needed to get her off his mind before he could begin his tasks. he ignored all the offers of food, instead he blew fuses. the girl didn't leave his mind.

his stomach rumbled, namjoon was hungry. his insides were screaming for food.

as he wiped the sweat off his forehead, he decided he would sneak a snack from the kitchen. slowly he made his way to his bedroom door, which creaked as he pushed it open.

namjoon tiptoed. he looked around his head turned 360, wary of his surroundings. stealthily he approached the kitchen. jin was nowhere in his ray of vision, namjoon could begin with his operation. his heart was jumping out of his chest. he pressed his back against the wall, the dark shadows were covering him. he put one foot in front of the other, inching towards the pantry screaming his name.

"fuck" he smiled sheepishly, looking down at the three smashed eggs.

a tint of pink flashed in front, he scrambled behind the couch. he was screwed.

"yah!." jin screamed, as he smashed his door open running straight towards his love.

jin's pink slippers pounded flipping against the wood floors. he ran to the kitchen, seeing the pile of smashed eggs covering his beautiful kitchen floor. he picked up the first thing he saw. a leek. he held the leek in his hand as a weapon, waving it around.

namjoon held his breath, praying to live just a bit longer.

"shit. shit. shit." he chanted, buckling his legs behind the couch.

"namjoon!" jin's voice boomed throughout the halls, "i'm gonna kill you!"

yoongi stepped out of his shared bedroom with jin. he rubbed his head, sighing. he was groggy and cranky. this was the fifth time they ruined his sleep this week.

"it's too early for this shit." yoongi mumbled, slamming the door behind him.

one by one the rest of the boys emerged out of their rooms dropping their unfinished tasks to watch the scene unfold in front of them firsthand.

jungkook could see exactly where namjoon was. namjoon held out his hands, clasping them together, begging to him. jungkook giggled. his eyebrows curled inwards, as he smiled deviously.

"jin hyungggg." jungkook drawled out, "he's right here."

namjoon stuck up his middle finger, "fuck you."

namjoon scurried away, bouncing around the halls of the mansion.

jin followed behind him holding his leek in the air, thrashing it vigorously.

their eyes brimmed with tears, as their stomach cramped from pain. their laughter could be heard around the house. their smiles turned into grins engulfing their faces.

"you can run but you can't hide." jin hissed, as he chased namjoon.

their footsteps were pulverizing the floor. as namjoon took a step, jin was always right behind him.

jin whacked the leek at namjoon. namjoon swerved jumping over the table. jin continued trailing him, smashing the leek at namjoon at every given opportunity. namjoon dodged each and every one, screwing more things in the process.

vases and glasses went crashing towards the floor. waves of bitterness were sweeping past jin's face. his face was getting red and hot.

"yahh!" jin howled, "i will beat you up!"

namjoon paused to catch his breath for a second. a sizzling pain struck his back. he brought his arms up to shield himself from jins rage. the leek hit his back and his arms, namjoon had lost track of how many times it hit him.

"you're banned from my kitchen!" jin huffed, bobbing his head to side to side, "why do you still enter!"

the boys threw their heads back, as loud laughs escaped them.

"sorry." namjoon relented as he shied away from the encroaching leek.

"he's going to enter the kitchen again." jungkook tittered, "i can bet on it."

namjoon huffed. he crossed his hands and pouted. he got beaten by a leek just for a little snack.

"he is not going to enter the kitchen." jin's hissed as his eyes narrowed, he turned towards namjoon glaring at him.

namjoon sent a cheeky grin towards jin. jin trembled with rage as it pulsed through his veins. he waved the leek at namjoon with an intense twinkle in his eye. namjoon soared away with the immediate rush of energy that darted inside him. his footsteps punched the ground as he ran away from the encroaching jin.

yoongi slammed open the door, an ominous overtook his face. he clenched his fist, crunching paper into tiny balls.

"i'm going to shove a gun down your throats if you don't shut the fuck up!" yoongi snapped, glancing around the room with a menacing glare.

"and i'll shove this leek down your throat if you don't fix your language." jin bellowed.

yoongi saw a leek flying straight towards him, "fuck!"

the boys attempted to curtail their laughter, obscuring their mouth with their hands, however, peels of laughter continued to pass free and escape.

a sudden harmony rippled through the laughter. a shrill scream followed right after. namjoon galloped down the stairs. a dark ember glossed his eyes.

"boys get ready." namjoon let his lips curve upwards, "exo wants to meet us."