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It took everyone a minute to realize what was going on. But it was a minute too late.
The lights flickered again, the television turning on to reveal that their time was up.
“You little shits. You had this planned the whole time!” Jinyoung stood up, shaking Mark’s arms off of him as he lunged for the two youngest members.
Before he could reach them Mark grabbed his wrist, pulling him back as Jackson shot up.
“How could you!” Jackson fake cried, looking between Bambam and Yugyeom with a hurt expression.
“Jackson, you don’t even know which one of them did it do you?” Jaebum sighed, still lying on the floor with Youngjae half on top of him.
“Well, no! But i know it was one of them!” Jackson whined, pulling the fake knife off of his shirt and throwing it across the room tantrum style.
“It was Bambam you moron.” Mark sighed, his head resting on Jinyoung’s shoulder lightly. “Him and Yugyeom were both in on it, that’s how he got away with it. The two lover’s planned it out to make it look like they were both innocent when in fact, for god knows why, Bambam killed you.”
“How did Yugyeom even know? The cards said not to tell anyone.” Jinyoung looked back and forth between the two boys as they laughed, the urge to murder them growing.
“Mine said I could tell one person to help me get away with it. And i figured no one would be better than my secret lover~” Bambam and Yugyeom made kissy faces at each other while Mark made a fake gagging noise.
“What better way to piss of his parents who so highly disapprove of our love!” Yugyeom said in a sing song voice, his hand reaching out for Bambam’s to bring it up to his lips and place a kiss on the back of it.
“Oh what a charmer you are! My parents will never approve of their only son running away with his tennis coach!” Bambam used his best dramatic voice, laughing after every other word.
“Don’t worry my love! I will protect you from the cruelty of this world!” The two boys falling back laughing. clearly in their own delusional world.
“Oh my god, they have finally lost their minds. Someone call a shrink because they are going to need it.” Jaebum laughed to himself, one hundred percent done with this whole thing.
“What they’re going to need is an ambulance.” Jinyoung whispered, only half joking, because he wanted to knock their heads together so hard they would see stars.
“So we know it was Bambam, but why?” Youngjae sat up, a little too fast, and looked at the two boys still laughing on the floor.
“Oh, well it’s simple.” Bambam stopped laughing so quickly it was scary, his face going serious for once. “He was cramping my style and stealing the spotlight with how ridiculous he is. So he had to die. Also, he ate my pizza that I was saving last week.”
The room went silent as everyone stared at him. Completely and utterly shocked into silence.
“You little shit.” Jackson whispered, the urge to smack Bambam in the back of the head strong. “I am going to kill you in your sleep.” again, he was only half kidding.
“Oh come on! It’s just a game hyung!” Bambam laughed as he stood up, the lights finally turning back on and blinding all of them momentarily.
“I think the bigger question though, is how the hell did you not know who killed you?” Mark laughed, the sound muffled as he pressed his face into Jinyoung’s neck.
“He’s got a point, I mean, how do you get stabbed and not know who did it?”Jaebum threw his arms over his head, his one hand still holding Youngjae’s. Forcing his hand up with his own.
“My card told me to be here at three, so right after I ran into Youngjae I opened the door and JYP-Hyung was in here watching some trainees spread fake blood on the floor. Then he told me to wait in here with the lights off. So I laid on the floor and waited. Then someone came in and jabbed me with the fake knife.” Jackson finished wiping off what fake blood he could before grabbing his bag and pulling out a clean shirt. “I was half asleep and it was dark so I couldn’t see you, you little shit.”
Bambam laughed, playfully shoving Jackson forward. “Don’t forget to tell them how you screamed.”
“Yah! Because you scared me when you did it! I’m gonna have a bruise from how hard you hit me with that thing!” Jackson reached around, putting Bambam into a headlock.
“Hyung told me to do it hard enough to make the fake blood come out!” Bambam shrieked as he struggled to free himself from Jackson’s hold.
“You guys showed up like five minutes later.” Jackson finally released Bambam, the younger still laughing.
“So now what?” Jaebum asked, pulling Youngjae with him to the door so they could all finally leave.
“Now you losers go back to the dorm while my lover and I go to the airport.” Bambam followed behind as everyone made their way towards the parking garage, tired and ready to sleep now that this game was over.
“Wait why are you two going to the airport?” Jackson turned so that he was walking backwards, facing both Yugyeom and Bambam.
“I won, that means we are going to Jeju.” Bambam threw his arm over Yugyeom’s shoulders, the two wearing matching smiles.
“I hate both of you so much right now.” Jackson groaned, but secretly he was glad to be going home knowing they had the next two days off.
He would use the time to plot his revenge against the evil Maknaes.