Underneath The Surface (JiKook)

Chapter 7

The sun rose slowly and Jungkook widened his steadily closing eyes as the empty fields of dirt surrounding him were lit with a warm orange glow.

He glanced over at his patrol partner who was asleep-as expected. "Yoongi." Jungkook poked his hyung and whispered hurriedly. The older boy groaned.

How the hell can this man sleep standing up.

"Yoongi I need you to wake up right now. Officer Jongkyu is coming." Yoongi bolted awake, straightening his posture and rolling his shoulders back. He seemed completely unfazed as a whistle blew and a voice yelled for everyone to gather.

It was odd. Jungkook had just realised he hadn't seen group six the whole time they were standing out there. Maybe they were around the building patrolling the front...

"You may now go and have breakfast. There will be no drills for you today, as we want you to be well rested for hard work the next day." The officer looked slightly unpleased when he fed the boys this piece of information.

They all bowed deeply. "고맙습니다! (thank you!)" Officer Jongkyu nodded, heading on his way. Jungkook frowned at his retreating form. Yes, he was in a position of power, but was still younger than the majority of them. He should have more respect.

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"I'm heading out to take a shower. See ya in a bit." Jimin waved to the others as he walked out of the room with clean clothes and a towel. His friends barely even looked up from their sources of entertainment; muttered 'goodbyes' were said.

Jungkook decided that he needed to take a shower too, given that he hadn't even been to the showers here yet and he desperately needed to wash his greasy hair. Jungkook also waved goodbye as he shuffled out.

Jimin's instructions on how to get to the showers popped into Jungkook's mind and he smiled proudly before setting off.

Jungkook pushed open the door and was met with warm steam immediately. He waved a hand in front of his face and repressed the urge to step back outside. Dang, it's hot in here.

Jungkook set down his clothes on a bench near the entrance and looked around for his roommate. Jungkook could see one of the showers turned on in the corner of the room. He stripped down, welcoming the humidity now that his sticky clothes were off. Jungkook wandered over to Jimin's corner and decided to take the shower next to his.

It was silent in the room as Jungkook massaged the shampoo into his hair. He didn't mind, though. He didn't even think Jimin had heard him come in. The steam was twice as much as before, when Jungkook had first entered the room.

He turned his head up after he got done rinsing his hair. Jungkook could barely see Jimin's hands above the wall separating them. The older boy reached up to crank the elevated knob and turn off the water.

Jungkook sucked in his breath.

His wrists.

The water in Jimin's shower stopped flowing and Jungkook could hear Jimin clear his throat as he exited the small area. Jungkook was frozen to the spot, eyes permanently wide at what he just seen.

Jimin saw Jungkook's clothes on the bench. "Jungkookie?"

The long sleeves.

No answer.

"Uh...who's there?"

The prolonged time in the bathroom.

Still no answer.

Jimin shook his head, quickly drying himself and slipping into his clean clothes before leaving.

Jungkook stayed put, letting the fastly cooling water to run down his neck and into his back. Water was dripping into his eyes, but he didn't care.

He twisted the handle, stopping the flow of water immediately. Jungkook stepped out of the shower, still in a daze.

He dried his black hair lazily, almost putting on his shirt backwards while he was getting dressed.

He pushed the door open to leave.

"Hey." Jungkook turned to see Jimin leaning up against the wall near the door. He gulped.

"Uh. Hi." Jimin was silent, not acknowledging Jungkook's measly reply. He stared across the hallway at the concrete wall. Jimin's face was expressionless.

Jungkook discretely looked down the corridor for people but he didn't see anyone.

"Are you avoiding me or something?" Damn, he looks good with wet hair. Jungkook shook his head no.

"Then why?" Jungkook didn't have to ask Jimin what he meant. He already knew.

"Your wrists."