Namjoon came over and held out the phone to Ten, the screen was mostly smashed and the case had blood on it but it was an iphone. Ten ripped off the last of the tape and then got up, taking the phone and looking it over. "You're the best, Joonie-hyung."

Being the hyung, being praised for being good at it, it made Namjoon smile in a way he smiled over little else. With a small, amused look, with such fondness to it. It died as soon as he looked at Jin, grabbing him by his shirt. "I'm gonna get a guy to carry you to my room, he'll secure you to my bed and you'll behave. Won't you? You want to behave."