The Day the Mansion Lost Its Mind

Morning.

Peaceful.

Calm.

Safe.

That was the first mistake.

In the dining hall—

Kim Namjoon sipped his coffee, focused.

Kim Seokjin stood proudly near the table.

“Today,” he declared, “no interruptions. No chaos. Just a normal breakfast.”

Park Jimin nodded seriously. “Agreed.”

Jung Hoseok sat down carefully. “Feels… suspiciously calm.”

Jeon Jungkook glanced around.

“…too calm.”

Across the table—

Min Yoongi quietly took a sip.

“…he’s planning something.”

Right on cue—

Upstairs.

In the hallway.

A certain menace stood with a bottle in hand.

Kim Taehyung grinned.

“Operation: Entertainment.”

Step one—

Switch the salt and sugar.

Done.

Step two—

Add extra… surprise to the juice.

Done.

Step three—

Smile like nothing happened.

Always done.

Back in the dining hall—

Jin served the food.

Perfect.

Flawless.

Untouched by suspicion.

“See?” Jin said proudly. “Peaceful.”

Jimin took the first bite.

Paused.

Brows furrowed.

“…why is this sweet?”

Jin frowned. “It’s not sweet.”

Hoseok took a bite.

“…hyung.”

Jungkook blinked.

“…this is dessert.”

Namjoon slowly looked down at his plate.

“…you used sugar instead of salt.”

Jin froze.

“What—NO I—”

Across the table—

Yoongi calmly ate another bite.

“…not bad.”

“YOONGI???”

Meanwhile—

Hoseok grabbed his juice.

Took a big sip.

Paused.

Eyes widened.

“…why is this spicy.”

Silence.

Jimin snatched the glass.

Drank.

Instant regret.

“WHAT IS THIS???”

Jungkook coughed. “Did someone put—”

Namjoon stood up slowly.

Very slowly.

“…where is he.”

At that exact moment—

Taehyung walked in.

Bright smile.

Innocent face.

Energy of a problem.

“Good morning, my favorite criminals~” 😭✨

Six pairs of eyes snapped to him.

Deadly.

Dangerous.

Done.

Taehyung looked at the table.

Gasped dramatically.

“Oh no… what happened here?”

Jin pointed at him.

“YOU.”

Taehyung blinked. “Me?”

“Yes YOU.”

“What did I do?” 😇

Hoseok stood up. “The juice is spicy.”

Taehyung nodded seriously. “Adds character.”

Jimin: “THIS IS BREAKFAST.”

Taehyung: “Now it’s an experience.”

Jungkook narrowed his eyes.

“You switched the ingredients.”

Taehyung tilted his head.

“…allegedly.”

Namjoon took a step forward.

“You think this is funny?”

Taehyung stepped forward too.

Closing the distance.

Fearless.

“Yes.”

Silence.

For one second—

two seconds—

three—

Jin snapped.

“GET HIM.”

And just like that—

six mafia kings moved.

Fast.

Deadly.

Focused.

Taehyung blinked.

“…oh.”

Then—

grinned.

“RUN.”

Chaos exploded.

Taehyung bolted out of the dining hall—

laughing.

Jungkook right behind him.

Hoseok shouting.

Jimin yelling threats.

Jin screaming about his ruined cooking.

Namjoon calling orders.

Yoongi—

walking calmly.

Watching.

Amused.

“YOU’RE DEAD!” Jimin shouted.

“YOU HAVE TO CATCH ME FIRST!” Tae yelled back.

He turned a corner—

slid across the floor—

jumped over a chair—

pure chaos energy.

Jungkook almost caught him—

almost—

but Tae suddenly stopped—

ducked—

and Jungkook ran past him.

“…too fast for you,” Tae teased.

Jungkook turned, breath slightly uneven.

“…I’ll catch you.”

“Looking forward to it.”

They stared at each other for a second—

something weird flickering—

before—

“DON’T LET HIM ESCAPE!” Hoseok shouted from behind.

Taehyung saluted.

“Catch me if you can~”

And ran again.

After a full ten minutes—

They finally cornered him.

End of hallway.

No escape.

Taehyung looked around.

Then at them.

Then—

raised his hands.

“Okay okay, truce.”

No one believed him.

Namjoon stepped forward.

“Any last words?”

Taehyung smiled.

Bright.

Unbothered.

“…worth it.”

Jin cracked his knuckles.

Jimin smirked.

Hoseok looked ready.

Jungkook stepped closer.

And then—

Taehyung suddenly pointed behind them.

“OH MY GOD FIRE—”

They turned.

Instinct.

Training.

Reflex.

One second.

That’s all he needed.

Taehyung slipped past them—

ran—

and disappeared again.

Silence.

Yoongi exhaled softly.

“…we’re losing to him.”

Namjoon rubbed his temple.

“…this is getting out of hand.”

Jungkook stared down the hallway.

A small smile tugging at his lips—

before he hid it.

“…not yet.”

From somewhere far—

Taehyung’s voice echoed:

“LOVE YOU GUYS—NOT REALLY!!”

Jin: “I’M GOING TO END HIM.”

Yoongi: “No you won’t.”

Jimin: “WHY ARE YOU DEFENDING HIM??”

Yoongi: “I’m not.”

“…I’m just enjoying this.”

And somewhere in the mansion—

Taehyung leaned against the wall.

Laughing.

Breathless.

Alive.

“…this is fun.”

To be continued…

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