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Jimin is mine

VMinKook fluff.

It was about 10:30pm, the living room floor was covered in blankets, pillows, toys, and candy wrappers. In the mess laid three children, sharing a large comforter as they huddled underneath. Jimin, one of the boys, was sleeping in the middle, breaths evening out in deep slumber while the boys on both sides of him were laying on their sides, looking at him. Jungkook eyes shifted from Jimin to Taehyung, who seemed to be in the same trance.
“Taehyung Hyung, you’re awake, too?” Jungkook asked, Taehyung just nodded eyes focused on Jimin. Jungkook sat up with a embarrassed look on his face. “Hyung, can I tell you something?” Taehyung’s eyes shifted to the younger boy.
“What is it Kookie?” Jungkook fidled his thumbs, a blush darkening on his face.
“Well…I’m in love with Jimin Hyung.”
Silence.
Taehyung sat up, eyes wide as his heart thump in his chest in panic.
“You can’t!” he exclaimed, making Jungkook jump in surprise.
“Why?”
“Because I’m in love Jimin, so you can’t be.” Taehyung whined, “go love someone else.” Jungkook younger eyes narrowed, his competitive Jeon blood pumping.
“No, I want Jimin Hyung!”
“No, Jimin is mine. I knew him first!”
“Well, I love him more!”
“Do not!”
“Do too!”
“Do not!”
“Do too!”
“Why are you two yelling?” Jimin’s groggily voice surprised the two kids. Jimin rubbed his seven year old eyes in confusion and grumpiness as he shifted to sit up, “you’re going to wake up my mommy.” the kids pouted before glaring at one another.
“Jungkook is trying to take what is mine.” Taehyung hissed, wrapping a arm around Jimin. Jungkook narrowed his eyes before grabbing Jimin’s hand.
“No, Hyung wants whats mine.”

Jimin just sighed. 

Rubbing his now 17 year old eyes as Taehyung and 15 year old Jungkook were having a glaring contest, again.
“Seriously, what is up with you two?” Jimin asked, standing in front of the lunch table in the commons. “You’re always fighting.” Taehyung broke his gaze first, smiling his charming box smile.
“You came! Jiminnie, sit down.” Taehyung cheer panting on the spot of the bench that was next to him.
Bastard  Jungkook scrunched up his nose before turning his own head around.
“Hyung, I brought your favorite chips today, it’s easier to share if you sat next to me.” Jungkook smiled, holding up a bag of shrimp flavored chips.
Asshole Taehyung narrowed his eyes at the younger who kept his smile on his face. Jimin cocked his head to the side as a confused pout painted on his lips. Taehyung and Jungkook melted.
He’s so cute! They both shot daggers at each other again, making Jimin release another sigh.
“The love triangle continues.” NamJoon commented, walking over to the table with a tray of food. Jimin smiled at the older male.
“Hyung.” he greeted, bowing his head slightly. NamJoon gave him a charming smiled before looking at the two younger boys.
“What is it this time? Did you two make Jimin a lunch box with weenies and rice in a shape of a heart and it’s a race to see who can give it to him first?” The two boys narrowed their eyes at him.
“Hyung, stop it.” Jimin said, patting the older boys shoulder, “we’re just friends.” A dark cloud hovered over both boys and Namjoon was the only one to notice.
“Right.” Namjoon said moving to sit beside Taehyung, who glared daggers at him. Jungkook smile returned when Jimin moved to sit beside him, eyes focused on the older boy.
“How the commit going?” Jimin asked. Jungkook eyes glanced over at Taehyung with a smirk.
See, I said he’ll sit by me.
Only because Namjoon sat next to me.
Taehyung and Jungkook were making faces at one another, being oblivious to Jimin but NamJoon had a amused expression. How Jimin doesn’t even realize this is happening is beyond him.
“It’s going fine, just deciding the theme for the dance coming up.” NamJoon said, spooning into his bowl of rice.
“Dance!?” Taehyung and Jungkook both shot up in there seats, almost making the whole cafeteria look there way. Jimin jumped in surprise, looking at the two boys that seemed to have eyes glowing. Namjoon shushed them, making the boys slowly sit down. Jimin eyed his best friends carefully before shifting his eyes back on NamJoon.
“A dance, that’s fun. Do you have any ideas yet?” Jimin asked, moving to open the chips Jungkook bought. NamJoon shrugged.
“Yeah, a couple.We were thinking of doing a vote with the student body.”
A dance, that’d be perfect. Jungkook thought.
That’s as romantic as it gets. Taehyung thought.
Both males eyes landed on Jimin who was causally holding the conversation with NamJoon.
I’m going to ask him! Both Jungkook and Taehyung moved slightly, in response making both males halt their actions. They turned towards each other, eyes narrowing.
Jimin Hyung is going with me!
No way brat, Jimin is going with me!

Namjoon ate his rice in amusement, feeling the tension between the two younger boys.
“Can’t wait to see who everyone goes with.” Namjoon sang in amusement. Jimin pucker his lips in thought as he laid his cheek on his hand.
“A dance huh?” Jungkook and Taehyung kept glaring at one another.
He’s going with me!
Jimin went with a upper class man named HoSeok. Jungkook and Taehyung were to busy ruining the others chances of purposing to Jimin that they didn’t even realize that there were other wolves that wanted their precious lamb. Let’s say furious was a under statement.
Jimin was chuckling, fixing his tie in the mirror as Jungkook and Taehyung were sitting on the couch with a scowl. Jimin looked at them from the mirror.
“You two should just get married. You two are always get together anyways.” Jimin joked. He watched their scowl change in disgust.
“Gross. I don’t want Jungkook.” I want you. Jimin laughed, walking over to the couch.

“Calm down you two, lighten up.”

They never did.

Jungkook and Taehyung sat in plastic chairs with scowls on their face as they watched Jimin dance with HoSeok. Jimin was having fun at least. Namjoon walked over with punch in hand, his amusement evident.

“So, how’s it going?” The two boys narrowed their eyes at the older male, completely un-amused by his tone. NamJoon’s smiled widened. “That great, huh?”

“Shut up.” Jungkook hissed, crossing his arms as his daggers aimed at HoSeok who was smiling way to brightly for his liking. Namjoon stood between them, looking at Jimin.

“So HoSeok is the winner of the Jimin prize.”

“Jimin isn’t a object.” Taehyung defended, crossing his arms, “either way, his hands shouldn’t be touching Jimin.” NamJoon chuckled as he drank some of the punch in his cup.

“C’mon, HoSeok isn’t that bad. He is a really nice guy, plus, he knows how to write music.” Taehyung scoffed.

“I could write circles around him.” he muttered. NamJoon brought his drink down as he smirked.

“He’s also a great dancer.”

“Please, I can dance way better then him.” Jungkook scoffed, sinking in his chair.

“Yeah, he’s not even that good looking, it’s like he’s a horse or something.” Taehyung scoffed. Jungkook pointed toward him.

“Yeah, his jaw is the size Jupiter.”

“He probably smells like horse shit.”

“Hair probably like straw.”

“Skin looking like the moon.”

“Hands rough like his sad dance moves.”

“Plus, he’s not even that tall.” Taehyung and Jungkook snared at the same time. NamJoon hummed, taking another sip of his drink.

“Wow, you two sure get salty.”

“Shut up!”

“Hey guys!” Jimin came, running over with a smile. The two boys that were slouching in their chairs suddenly perked up. Mood doing a complete 180. “Why are you two just sitting around for? You two need to get up and dance.”

“Let’s dance then.” Taehyung shot up from his chair, grabbing Jimin by the hand. Jungkook jaw dropped as his hand raised to point at Taehyung. Jimin blinked in confusion before smiling again.

“Sure, let’s dance.” Taehyung smiled before turning around to stick his tongue out at Jungkook as Jimin pulled him towards the dance floor. Jungkook face twisted into a scowl.

Bastard!

“Looks like the golden makane was a little late on the jump there.” Namjoon hummed in amusement. Jungkook growled as he sulked in his chair, crossing his arms as he glared at Taehyung who kept smirking in victory at him as he wrap his arms around Jimin’s waist.

Mine.

Fuck you, Hyung.  

Namjoon just laughed, watching Jungkook bolt up from his chair to interfere with Taehyung and Jimin’s dancing.

“The triangle continues.” 

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top terminal: metasploit updating in a Kali Linuix systemd-nspawn ontainer
bottom terminal: my Webapp Testing container with a (vulnerable) Flask webapp (just a simple login form (vulnerable to SQL injection) and a page that allows you to ping hosts (vulnerable to command injection))