no shit sherlock

“are you okay?” asked hoseok. “do you want to go home? or maybe puke in the bathroom?”“i...he…leather jacket…” said taehyung still looking at the place where he saw jimin. he suddenly turned to hoseok and screamed “what????”“you’re not making any sense, taehyung, we need complete sentences ” said seokjin, getting annoyed“um…park jimin was here and he was wearing all black and eyeliner and cheering on the rapper that was on stage and drinking beer and he had a cigarette on his ear and i don’t know what the fuck is going on” he blurted out in an incredible speed.hoseok and seokjin looked at each other and just bursted out in laughter for a good two minutes.“park jimin? here? with a cigarette? okay we’re going home, you completely lost it.” said seokjin, pulling taehyung towards the entrance, still chuckling.