"Got everything?" Minduelle smiled, Jungkook exploring his room a bit, his crutches echoing throughout the rather large room. They'd be in Pasadena for about a week. BTS had a small break before the three performances at the Rose Bowl, so the staff made sure to book the boys big rooms so they could roam a bit more.
"I think so." Jungkook nodded, turning towards her. "Where's your room? I'll walk you to it."
"I'm up a few floors." Minduelle pointed up, shrugging. "And I can go by myself, thank you though."
"Floors?" Jungkook frowned. "Why aren't you on this floor?"
"Well, I joined unexpectedly, so the staff did what they could." Minduelle smiled. "It's not a big deal."
"Aren't the staff a floor below us?" Jungkook walked closer to Minduelle, Minduelle nodding. "Well then can't you be with them? With people you know?"
"Jungkook, Hon, I'm not five years old." Minduelle chuckled, crossing her arms, finding his worry pretty cute. "I can handle riding an elevator four floors up."
"Uh uh." Jungkook shook his head. "I'm walking you to your room. Come on Little Child."
"Okay." Minduelle laughed with a big eye roll, letting Jungkook open the door for her. She felt a little guilty, especially with how much he struggled balancing and opening the heavy hotel room door for her. Even after his injury he insisted on being such a gentleman. "I'm going to research some things for us to do as a group while we're here in Pasadena. It'll be chill activities because I know you guys will be tired." Minduelle spoke as they walked to the elevator, Jungkook listening as always.
"We'll do whatever you plan." Jungkook smiled, pressing the button on the elevator.
"Oh," Minduelle snapped her fingers. "I was going to go out tonight and get some supplies to decorate your crutches, so I'm going to need those."
"Can I come with you??" Jungkook asked, eyes bright.
"I think you should stay back and rest your leg." Minduelle said cautiously, knowing Jungkook didn't like being denied things. "Your physical therapist will probably want to work with you as well, with all of the others too."
"Well who's going to go with you?" Jungkook demanded, letting Minduelle go into the elevator first. "You can't go alone."
"I'll have a staff member with me or something." Minduelle smiled slightly. "Don't get so worked up over this." Minduelle pressed her finger between his eyebrows, over the crease where his eyebrows had crinkled with a frown. "It'll take less than an hour."
"Ugh, that's so annoying." Jungkook grumbled. "Well, I want to decorate them with you."
"I think you, me, Taehyung, and Jimin should all decorate together." Minduelle said carefully, glancing over at Jungkook. "And we can all talk some things out."
Jungkook squinted his eyes slightly, an idea popping in his head. An idea relating to physical therapy. "Hmm, we'll see."
Minduelle gave him a look but dropped it as the elevator door opened. "Whatever Crazy Man."
Jungkook and Minduelle got to her room and Jungkook held his hand out.
Minduelle looked him up and down. "What?" She asked as she pulled out her room key.
Jungkook took it from her hand and swiped her card, unlocking the door for her.
"Hey!" Minduelle protested, stealing the card back. "I like doing that!"
"Oh sorry sorry." Jungkook giggled, pulling the door shut so she could do it. Once she did, he held the door open for her. "Hey what the hell is this?" Jungkook's face scrunched up in disgust, seeing her hotel room. "They barely gave you half a room."
