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The bickering was in full swing as Jimin and Jungkook, along with Taehyung and Yoongi, turned the picnic into their usual battleground.

Jimin shot a look at Jungkook, a smirk on his face. "Oh, so now you think you’re some sort of expert? You and Yoongi should start a club for people who think they have all the answers."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow and smirked right back. "Well, I’d rather listen to Yoongi than you. At least he doesn’t act like he knows everything, even when he’s just making stuff up."

Taehyung, watching the back-and-forth, pointed at Jungkook with a grin. "I’m with Jimin on this one. I'd rather deal with someone who actually knows what they’re talking about instead of hearing endless nonsense."

Jimin, unimpressed, turned to Taehyung with a wink. "See, at least Taehyung knows what's up. We don’t need to act like philosophers here."

Yoongi snorted, arms crossed. "Better than pretending to be the wise one just by throwing sarcastic comments around, Jimin."

The picnic continued with their bickering heating up, and the others around them couldn’t help but watch, both amused and a little concerned about how this dynamic could exist without someone actually losing their temper completely. It was like a game—one no one wanted to lose, even if the stakes were nonexistent.

Jimin huffed, turning to Taehyung, the supposed ally in this makeshift "war." "You know what, Tae? At least we’re not delusional enough to think we’re the only sane ones here."

Taehyung smirked, nodding. "Exactly. It's like they’ve formed some 'mutual support group for people who think they’re always right.'" He tilted his head toward Yoongi and Jungkook.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, looking at Yoongi. "Oh, so now they’re attacking our logic? That’s bold, considering their combined IQ probably doesn’t even reach room temperature."

Yoongi chuckled lowly, keeping his usual calm demeanor. "It’s almost cute how they’re trying so hard to look united. You know, if it wasn’t for the constant whining, they might actually convince someone."

Jimin gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. "Whining? Oh, you mean like your endless lectures about how 'thinking is important' every time someone tries to have fun?"

Yoongi didn’t miss a beat, his expression as deadpan as ever. "I’d rather have lectures than whatever it is you two think counts as humor."

Taehyung’s grin widened as he stepped forward. "Humor? Oh, you mean the thing you try to do but end up sounding like someone’s disappointed grandpa?"

Jungkook placed a hand on Yoongi’s shoulder with mock sympathy. "Don’t worry, hyung. We can’t all be naturally funny. Some of us have to rely on charm... or in your case, sarcasm."

Taehyung raised his hand for a high-five with Jimin, and the two exchanged a victorious look. "See? Teamwork. That’s something these two will never understand."

Yoongi leaned in slightly toward Jungkook, muttering, "Do they realize they’re like two toddlers congratulating each other for stacking blocks?"

Jungkook snorted, giving Yoongi a quick nod. "Let them have their moment. It’s the only win they’re getting today."

As the two sides continued their playful jabs, the energy shifted from irritation to something lighter, almost comfortable. The sharp edges of their words softened with the laughter that followed, even if none of them would ever admit they were having fun.

Jimin finally threw his hands up in mock defeat. "Fine! You win. I can’t argue with two people who clearly rehearse this nonsense in their free time."

Taehyung added with a grin, "Yeah, you two must spend hours coming up with these comebacks. It’s kind of impressive... in a sad way."

Yoongi smirked. "And yet, here you are, still losing."

Jungkook gave a dramatic bow. "Thank you, thank you. We’ll be here all week."

For a moment, all four of them stood there, the tension replaced by grins and the realization that, somehow, they’d turned an argument into a weirdly satisfying exchange.

It was chaos, but it was their chaos. And no one else would ever understand how strangely comforting that was.

As the sun began to set, the group finally settled down near the picnic area, tired from their verbal sparring but still buzzing with the energy of their exchanges. They spread out on the grass, casually tossing remarks back and forth as they tried to catch their breath.

Jimin leaned back against the bus with a dramatic sigh, wiping nonexistent sweat off his forehead. "You know, I think arguing with Yoongi burns more calories than running a marathon. Someone should study this."

Yoongi glanced at him, unimpressed. "You’re just mad because your wit can’t keep up. It’s not my fault you run out of material faster than you run out of breath."

Jungkook, sitting cross-legged on the ground, chuckled. "To be fair, Jimin-hyung, you did use the same comeback three times today. Not exactly peak creativity."

Jimin gasped in mock offense, clutching his chest. "I thought you were on my side!"

Taehyung, sitting beside him, patted his shoulder with an exaggerated sense of sympathy. "Don’t worry, Jimin. Kook is just jealous because he knows we’re the superior team. Right, Kook? Admit it, you were outclassed."

Jungkook rolled his eyes, flicking a pebble in Taehyung’s direction. "Outclassed? By you? Please. You’re like a toddler who just learned to talk—everything’s loud and makes no sense."

Taehyung picked up the pebble Jungkook had thrown, examining it for a moment before lazily tossing it back. "And you’re like an old man who’s forgotten how to have fun. Remind me, do you knit in your free time, or is it just brooding and glaring at walls?"

Yoongi, amused but hiding it behind his usual deadpan expression, stretched his legs out in front of him. "Honestly, Kook, he’s got a point. You do have the personality of someone who yells at kids to stay off his lawn."

Jungkook whipped his head toward Yoongi, mouth agape. "Hyung! You’re supposed to have my back!"

Yoongi shrugged, completely unbothered. "I can’t help it if the truth hurts."

Jimin burst out laughing, nudging Taehyung. "See? Even his own team doesn’t believe in him. This is why we’re the superior duo."

Taehyung grinned, leaning back with his hands behind his head. "Absolutely. It’s nice to win so easily."

Jungkook groaned, flopping onto his back in defeat. "I can’t believe I’m stuck with you three. It’s like I’m in a sitcom, and I’m the only sane character."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Sane? You’re the guy who once tried to fight a vending machine because it didn’t give you your change. Let’s not throw around words you don’t understand."

Jungkook sat up, pointing at Yoongi. "It ate my money! That was a completely valid reaction!"

Taehyung snorted, barely containing his laughter. "Yeah, sure. Nothing screams 'stable' like threatening to tip over a 200-pound machine."

Jimin was practically wheezing at this point, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "Oh my god, I can’t breathe! This is gold!"

Despite the chaos, there was an undeniable warmth in the air—a sense of camaraderie that hadn’t been there before. Sure, they bickered like cats and dogs, but it wasn’t mean-spirited. If anything, it was oddly comforting.

As the stars began to peek out in the evening sky, Yoongi leaned back on his elbows, glancing at the group. "You know, for a bunch of idiots, this isn’t half bad."

Jimin grinned, wiping his tears. "Wow, high praise from Mr. Cynical. I think I might cry again."

Jungkook muttered under his breath, "Don’t get used to it. He’s probably just tired."

Taehyung chuckled, nudging Jungkook with his foot. "Whatever, Grandpa. Let’s just enjoy the moment while it lasts."

For the first time in a long while, there was a sense of peace—however brief—among the four of them. And though none of them would admit it, they wouldn’t trade this odd, chaotic dynamic for anything.

OKAY people i have something to confess This is MY story my thoughts and i am afraid you wont understand it in my English so i maybe used a lil help of chat gpt feel free to comment if you didn't understand anything!

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