"No, no, and no." Yoongi protested as the man invited himself in, pushing past Yoongi with his arms full of gear. The man didn't seem to hear the refusal; He kept walking right past a shocked Jungkook and into Yoongi's room.

"Hey! Hey!" Yoongi called as he shut the door behind him, quickly heading after the man. "You can't be in there!" He rushed past Jungkook, who sat wide eyed on the couch, darting into the bedroom door, only to see the man turning his vacuum like appliance on.

"What are you doing?!" Yoongi yelled; his patience just about to burst and allow him to strangle the man in front of him. Maurice looked to him with a smile as his hands wrapped around the nozzle of the vacuum. "I'm cleaning the a'rats of course!" He insisted before turning away from Yoongi and whistling some tune as he pointed the machine towards the bed.

Yoongi watched in horror as the man used the appliance on his bed – namely his pillow. He could barely utter a word as his pillow (which he literally put his face on,) got sucked inside of the nozzle, blocking the air passage and causing the machine to make a high pitched sound. The man whistled cheerfully as it happened, totally unconcerned that he was polluting a pillow with something he used to suck up rat poop.

Yoongi wanted to scream. He wanted to pick the man up and throw him out the window. His body wouldn't allow him to do either, so all he could do was stand there with his jaw hanging and watch.

Jungkook walked in behind Yoongi, slowly crouching behind the elder man as he watched the vacuum cleaner violate their bed. "Um, Yoongi? Why is that man vacuuming our bed?" He asked, looking confused and significantly less shocked than he was before.

Ignoring Jungkook's question, Yoongi finally walked up beside the man and wrapped his hand around his collar, pulling it back so the man's face would meet his. "Hey! I said to stop!" He finally managed to say, his voice wavering as he noticed through his peripheral vision that some clothing he'd left on the bed was being sucked up the vacuum.

Maurice stopped his whistling, glaring up at Yoongi when he noticed the younger man's grip on his shirt. "I already a told you." He tsked, "I clean'a the rats." He gestured to the vacuum.

Yoongi tried hard to keep calm the side of him that wished to unleash all its anger out on the man. Inhaling a long, exhausted breath, Yoongi said over the loudness of the machine, "Rust."

The man nodded, his eyes rolling as if Yoongi was the idiot. "Yes, you said Rats."

"Lord help me before I choke the life out of this man." Yoongi mumbled to himself before looking to Maurice again, his eyes steaming in heat. "Rust. R-U-S-T." He spelt out, hoping to anything good that the man would understand.

Instead, the man ripped himself out of Yoongi's hold and brought the vacuum to Yoongi's face, waving it in front of him. Yoongi leaned back in shock; slightly frightened the vacuum would suck his face into its dusty abyss like it had his clothes.

"R-A-T-S." The man spat, pointing his free hand to the words printed on the side of the vacuum cleaner.

"Don't point that at me!" Yoongi shouted, ignoring the man's response as he pushed the vacuum cleaner nozzle out of his face. The man only proceeded to push it further into his face.

"I will point it at you! You're'a not cooperating!"

Yoongi winced as he felt the air from the machine come closer and closer to his porcelain cheek, the foul odour of it invading his nostrils. He had no choice but to go with his instinct and get it away from himself.

Maurice didn't know what was coming when Yoongi suddenly smacked the vacuum cleaner away from his face, throwing his hat off in the process and revealing a mop of thick, salt and pepper coloured hair. Maurice looked down to the machine lying limp on the floor and sucking the air beside his hat before returning a heated gaze to Yoongi.

"Oh," he spat, crunching his knuckles suddenly and greatly escalating the situation. "So that's how you want'a to play it?"

Yoongi backed away, highly confused and slightly worried for his safety as his hands laid out in surrender. "No?"

The man walked closer to him, kicking his legs and arms up in the air in some weird exhibition. Yoongi's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the weird antics. "I know how to do'a Aztec warfare, Kungfu, and most importantly, Karate!" Maurice announced, doing weird flips and kicks as he walked closer to Yoongi, who was backing away at the same time.

"Yoongi, I'm scared." Jungkook called from the door. Yoongi shot him a look that said, 'you're not helping', before turning back to the Hispanic sounding psycho in front of him. He tried to be reasonable. "Look, I don't want any trouble-"

"Trouble? You will not'a get trouble! You will get a smack in da face!" The man waved his hands erratically in front of Yoongi's face.

Unfortunately, with no knowledge on how to defend himself, Yoongi's only option was to reach for the vacuum he noticed was still on the floor, sucking nothing. Just as Maurice twisted to do an out-of-the-blue round house kick to his face, Yoongi ducked away from Maurice, reaching for the vacuum nozzle.

He pulled it back up with him and without hesitation, pointed it towards Maurice. He closed his eyes as he waited for Maurice's hand or short leg to hit him, but all he got was the high pitched sound of the vacuum cleaner, sounding as if it had sucked up something too big for the nozzle.

When Yoongi opened his eyes, he nearly choked on the air he inhaled. He looked towards Maurice, who looked back at him, mirroring his expression while his hands rested on his bare head.

In the vacuum cleaner nozzle was the thick mop of hair that once had been on Maurice's head.

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"I will tell'a my friend about you!" Maurice threatened as he walked out of the apartment door, one hand trying to hold his wig to his head and the other one holding the vacuum cleaner. "I will tell him that you are a fucken bitch!" He swore.

Yoongi could only watch with wide eyes beside his cousin as the man slammed the door behind him, screaming across the balcony area about how he was going to get Yoongi evicted and put in jail.

Yoongi needed a sleep....an eternal one. 

A/N:

Um, so this one is a little bit of a filler chapter-

Don't worry though, I have a lot more planned and eventually Yoongi's gang issues will arise again. (Just if you thought I was going off track a little bit.

Hope you enjoyed! 

Also, if you can, please check out my Jin ff, 'Welcome to Australia' It's short - like three chapters long atm, and not all that popular for some reason (Nobody likes Australia, tbh I don't blame them.)

The only redeeming thing I can say to get you to read it is idk its funny and written by an Australian? (Im lame ik) It also has Jin in it so that's a plus ig- 

Anyway bye ilysm<33