Jungkook led you back up the grand staircase, uncharacteristically quiet as your footsteps echoed in the opulent hallways. He still had his warm fingers wrapped gently around your wrist -- the other one this time, thankfully -- and you glanced sidelong at him. Why does he look so sad...?
"Hey," you said, your footsteps faltered to a stop. You lightly elbowed the young man's side, bringing him to a stop as well. You looked up at him, head tilted in curiosity. "Are you alright, JK? You seemed to get...I dunno, a little down when I mentioned that Yoongi started calling me kitten."
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The young man pressed the pad of his thumb over the cut on his lower lip before responding. "Yeah. If he's calling you that, Lucky... Well. Just be wary around him, please?" Unsure exactly what he meant, you nodded anyway. You didn't like seeing Jungkook like this; even though you'd only known him for less than a full day, you imagined that he wasn't generally so solemn. You really wanted to see that adorable smile come back to his features.
"Of course. I'll be careful, I promise." You offered a reassuring smile up at him, and the ghost of an answering one tugged at the corners of his mouth. He nodded and squeezed your wrist before setting off again.
He's sweet to worry about me, but I thought Namjoon said earlier that Yoongi didn't really mean me any harm? So why is Jungkook so concerned, if it's not for my safety? You let out a soft sigh, pushing the thoughts from your mind. You'd find out eventually, you supposed. But in the meantime, you made a mental note to be on your guard whenever you were around Suga.
"Here we are, Lucky. This is the residential wing. All of us have our rooms here." A bit more energy was back in Jungkook's words, and when you met his eyes, he smiled down at you. "Each room is more like a suite. They've got a full bathroom with the best tubs, a sitting area, a small office, and a huge bedroom." Jungkook led the way and stopped in front of a set of rich, polished mahogany double doors, releasing your wrist and pointing at the words on the left door.
"Each room has our names on them, so whenever new recruits come or guests stay over, they don't accidentally walk into the wrong room," he grinned, eyes shining. "One time, Namjoon had a lady over, and she had gone down to the kitchen at like three in the morning to get a drink. She came back and accidentally went into Boss' room and crawled into his bed." He let out a bright laugh, and you felt your heart lift; it was good to see him smile again.
"Naturally, Suga grabbed her by the throat and had the barrel of his gun in her mouth before she even knew what happened. Her scream woke the entire house." You gasped with part horror and part amusement, clapping your hands over your mouth as Jungkook nodded, the corners of his eyes crinkling in mirth.
