TWO HOURS AGO-
KimTan, Jimin, and Kyung were in the dressing room, getting ready for their performance. Their makeup artists waited patiently while the trio finished dressing.
"Kyung," Jimin called, but Kyung ignored him.
"Kyung," He tried again, softer this time, approaching his brother.
"What do you want?" Kyung asked, his voice distant.
"Are you still angry with me? Remember, we're performing soon. If you frown, you won't get to smile at our fans," Jimin said, cupping his face in a cute expression.
Kyung sighed.
"What do you want, Jimin?" Kyung asked again, this time softer.
"Can we exchange jeans?" Jimin blinked innocently.
"And why should I? What are you up to?" Kyung raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing! I'm not up to anything," Jimin pouted.
"I'm not buying that," Kyung said, poking his face.
"Ouch! I want to trade my blue jeans for your black ones. You love blue, I love black… so, what do you think?" Jimin held the blue jeans in his arms.
Kyung studied him for a moment. He actually liked the blue jeans but he didn't trust Jimin.
"Nah," He shook his head and turned away.
"Please…" Jimin began to beg when he heard KimTan's voice.
"Come take mine, Jimin. I'm actually interested in those blue jeans," KimTan said.
Jimin, thrilled, rushed toward KimTan.
"I nearly forgot you have black jeans, and I was wasting my strength on that cockroach," He muttered, glaring daggers at Kyung. Kyung glared back.
"Are you really gonna trade jeans? What if he put something in it?" Kyung asked.
"Something like what?" Jimin scoffed.
"An ant," Kyung grinned.
"What?" Jimin laughed.
"You never can tell what you're up to," Kyung said.
"Did you really do something mischievous with these jeans, Jimin?" KimTan asked gently.
"Really, Tan? Do you believe that cockroach?" Jimin facepalmed himself.
"If I don't believe him, should I believe you?" KimTan asked, brow creased.
"Are you two serious right now? And…" Jimin's words were cut off as Mr. Park suddenly rushed in.
"Mr. Park! You scared us… Did a zombie chase you?" Jimin asked, panting.
"Maybe he just finished watching Train to Busan," Kyung nodded in agreement.
"Very obvious," KimTan added.
"Boys," Mr. Park called, alert in his tone.
The three brothers stopped joking and stepped closer.
"What?" they asked in unison.
"We have to leave now," Mr. Park said.
"Why? We have a performance in an hour," KimTan said.
"I just received information that an unknown assassin has been sent to eliminate you three on stage today," Mr. Park revealed.
The brothers exchanged shocked glances.
"What?!"