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just a quick fyi, this is the au where the alters are all in yoongi's mind still, not like the one shots where they were separate people

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Jungkook sighed, stretching in his chair after finishing his twelfth game that afternoon.

It was Sunday, so everyone had the day off and were just lazing around the house. Jungkook had spent the whole morning playing his video games and now he was hungry. He wondered if Seokjin had made anything.

He stood up from the chair and walked to his door. He opened it and almost tripped over someone laying in front of it.

"Ah!" He quickly caught himself, standing back. "Yoonie? What are you doing laying right in front of my door?"

Yoonie yawned, scrubbing his eye as he woke up. "Yoonie wanted to play with the Kookie! But couldn't opened door, so falled asleep insteads."

Jungkook smiled fondly, scooping the boy up. "Why didn't you knock, silly baby?"

He carried the giggling boy inside, sitting him on his lap in front of his computer. "Want to watch your show on Kookie's computer?"

His gaming setup was bigger than the downstairs TV, where Yoonie watched his baby shows, and he knew Yoonie preferred watching them on his bigger screen instead.

"Yoonie want play game!" Yoonie declared, banging his open palms on the keyboard. The screen went crazy as he pulled up new tabs and closed others with all his button pressing.

Jungkook scooted his chair back so Yoonie couldn't reach the keyboard and the baby whined, straining to reach.

"We have to treat the computer nicely," Jungkook scolded him lightly.

Yoonie gasped, looking up at Jungkook with large eyes. "Yoonie was bad babypie? Hurt compuder?"

"No, it's okay, compie is just fine." Jungkook assured him, kissing the baby's little nose. "But press the buttons lightly, and one at a time, okay?"

Yoonie sniffled and nodded. "Yoonie will be good!"

Jungkook scooted the chair back up and Yoonie carefully pressed the buttons, using one finger.

"Good boy." Jungkook praised and Yoonie giggled with a bright beam.

"Yoonie can plays the Kookie's games?" Yoonie questioned, focusing on his button tapping intently.

"How about we find some games you would like?" Jungkook took over the mouse, opening the browser to type in games for babies.

Yoonie scowled. "Wan' play the Kookie's games."

"This is my game." Jungkook lied, pulling open a brightly colored kids game about animals. "Do you want to be the owl or the piggy?"

Yoonie watched in fascination as the animals leaped around, teaching him about the alphabet, giggling and clapping his hands at the upbeat music.

After a few minutes, Jungkook's stomach rumbled, reminding him he had yet to eat today.

"Want to go get a popsicle?" He bribed the baby.

Yoonie shook his head, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Wan' play game."

Jungkook didn't point out that Yoonie wasn't playing anything, since pressing the keys and clicking the mouse didn't interfere with the video. 

"Okay, well Kookie will be right back," he said, sliding Yoonie off his lap as he stood up, sitting him down on the chair.

Yoonie didn't seem to notice. 

Jungkook watched him for a few more minutes, before hurrying down to the kitchen. 

Seokjin was there, stirring something that smelled amazing in a large pot.

Jungkook hurried over, leaning over the older boys shoulder to look.

"Wow, that looks delicious!" He praised, kissing Seokjin's shoulder.

The baker smiled. "Thanks, Goo. It'll be ready soon, wanna grab some plates?"

Jungkook hurried to do so, pulling down one for everybody.

"Where's everyone?"

"They all went on a walk. They should be back soon, I told them if they're late I won't cook for a month." Seokjin said.

As if on cue, the door burst open and Taehyung and Jimin raced into the kitchen.

"Are we late?" Taehyung gasped, sounding out of breath.

"Just in time." Seokjin assured him, scooping the food onto the plates. "Go wash your hands."

Namjoon and Hoseok entered, with the older boy walking over to kiss Seokjin's cheek.

"Thanks for dinner, lovely." He smiled.

"Yeah, it smells great." Namjoon opened the fridge and pulled out drinks for them.

"I'll go grab Yoonie." Jungkook hurried back to his room.

"Baby, it's time for dinner." Jungkook called, opening his door. "Come on sweetie pie, let's go wash your hands."

Yoonie was still staring at the screen, swinging his feet to the beat of the music.

Jungkook walked over, standing behind the chair. "Yoonie baby, game time is over. Seokjinnie made something yummy for you."

Yoonie cried out when Jungkook picked him up by his underarms, flailing about.

"No! Wan' play game!"

Jungkook grunted when Yoonie went slack in his arms, his sudden body weight pulling him back down.

Yoonie cried out and slammed his hands on the keyboard. "Play game, play game! Please, the Kookie!"

The screen went crazy again at all his banging, apps opening and closing, random audio playing and tabs multiplying.

"Yoonie, no!" Jungkook gripped him tightly and pulled him back. "No hurt compie, remember?"

A link flashed on the screen suddenly, the music cutting off and all the other tabs suddenly vanishing. It was glowing green.

"Whoa..." Yoonie stared at it with wide eyes. "Wassat?"

His eyes reflected the green glow.

"A virus." Jungkook scanned it.



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"Anytime a link ends with '.exe' it means its a virus." Jungkook explained. "Viruses are bad for the computer, so we can't click it."

"Yoonie wan' click it!" Yoonie giggled mischievously, moving the mouse.

"No!" Jungkook gasped, racing over to unplug the computer.

But Yoonie, in his sugar crazed excitement, was faster, and he clicked the link.

A bright green flash took over the room, blinding Jungkook.

All he could hear was Yoonie's high pitched scream, and then everything faded.

-

When he woke up, his ears were ringing.

Groaning, he sat up, feeling his comfortable bed beneath him.

"Yoonie?" He mumbled, forcing his eyes open as he rubbed his forehead. "You okay, baby?"

He blinked in confusion, seeing he was in his room.

But not the one in their shared mansion.

His old bedroom, when he lived with his parents.

"What...?" He slid off the bed, seeing his old desk and shelves, but no Yoonie.

"Yoonie?" He called louder, racing to throw his door open.

He was definitely back in his parents house, which was confusing. How had he gotten back here? And where was Yoonie?

"Yoonie!" He shouted, racing down the hall.

He almost crashed into someone coming the opposite way.

"Jungkookie!" His mom gasped, holding a basket of laundry. "Why are you shouting? And what's a Yoonie?"

Jungkook looked around her, as if Yoonie would be sitting right behind his mom. "Mom...? What's going on? Why am I here?"

"What are you talking about? You live here, silly." She kissed his head and walked down the hall.

Jungkook blinked. 

He dug into his pocket, pulling out his phone to call Yoongi.

However, when he got to the Y section of his contacts, it was empty.

Frowning, he scrolled up to N, but Namjoon's number wasn't there either.

Neither was Taehyung's, Jimin's, Hoseok's or Seokjin's.

Had his phone been reset because of that link?

But everything seemed to be working fine, his apps were all there, all his other contacts and photos-

His photo's.

Every single one that had been taken of him and his boyfriends or with the alters were gone.

"What...?" He was panicking now.

It was like his boyfriends had ceased to exist.

"Jungkook, let's go already!" His dad called. "You're going to be late for school!"

School? Wasn't it Sunday? And his dad never drove him to Hayward.

He hurried down the stairs anyways, ready to meet up with everyone in class.

Namjoon was smart, he probably knew what was going on. 

"Coming!" He yelled, hurrying to the car.

He just had to meet up with everyone again, and then this weird mess would all be solved.

Maybe it was a weird, elaborate prank that Agust and Hoseok had come up with. 

But deep down, he knew it wasn't.

Yoonie...

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