Book 3: Restart

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Day 141

Yoongi's Pov

You sure you can do this Yoongi?" I nodded, hands on the steering wheel, flexing. Jimin was in the passenger seat, palm rested on my exposed shoulder.

"I'll be fine. It's been seven years right? I feel like I'm ready." Jimin sighed, kissing my cheek quickly before turning towards the back of the van.

"How long will it take for you guys to be done! It's been like ten minutes!" Namjoon glared back, putting up a quick middle finger before Hoseok hit the back of his now growing hair.

"Do that again and I'll beat your ass!" Namjoon grunted, doing another middle finger secretly without Hoseok seeing.

"There's a lot of bags Jimin. If you want to complain, help the only girl out here huh!" It contrasted to her statement as her own muscles were flexing, carrying three suitcases at a time.

"You're a fucking bodybuilder you don't need any help!" Jimin laughed at his words, turning to face me with a wide smile.
"If you start to panic we can all pack up and leave as soon as you say the word. We're here for you, not for Daegu alright?"

Nodding, I focused my eyes up ahead.
The van was an eight seater, all seats being filled since Jackson decided to ride along too. The drive was quiet at first, all of us getting used to the feeling of being inside of a van for a while.

After an hour though, everybody wanted out.
"This is too fucking cramped! I might throw up." Namjoon laid his head back, hand sliding down the window as if he were in a movie. "Shut the fuck up Joon. We all don't wan to be here either, not just you." Hoseok responded with a sneer, wanting to be out the most.

"I came in like a wrecking ball~"
Jungkook turned to her husband, who she's claimed became 'soft' over the years.
"What the frickity frack frack was that? You can sing?" Taehyung held a confused expression. "You're being weird....I sing all the time?" Jungkook paused, realization seeping into her face.

"It's the lack of air for me."
Taehyung rubbed his wife's back, a disbelieving expression on his face.

"You ok Yoongi?" I smiled, eyes turning to Jimin before quickly focusing back on the road path ahead. "Yeah. I'm feeling pretty good actually. No stress."

Jimin hummed, a hand through his hair as he clicked his teeth. "To be pretty honest I'm nervous. I'm kind of excited to see everyone. Remember Gogin?"

My fave scrunched up at the thought of him.
"Oh my gosh.....I fucking hated him!" Jimin laughed. "Yeah, he made that bet that made you talk to me in the first place and I'm pretty sure if you failed you gave up your position, right?" Turning the van, Yoongi didn't respond to Jimin for a minute.

"Yeah. In the end we all ended up forgetting about the bet because I didn't even get with you in a month." Jimin seemed lost in thought, so dropping the conversation, I continued to drive.

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Yoongi's Pov

The hotel was fancy, paid by Jackson. It was his service for being a eighth wheel even though he was dating Jin, which was weird but everyone ignored it.

Of course we checked for bugs and all the crap, but nothing came up as it was a fancy hotel. Everyone was knocked out besides me and Jimin. Me being nervous kept Jimin up, who was trying to coax me to sleep.

"The closer it gets the more nervous I am. I mean I was fine during the car ride, but now that I'm in Daegu...." Jimin put a hand on my shoulder. "It's normal to be nervous,"
He patted my back, his sentence trailing off before he picked it back up.