The Package || Jinkook

Chapter 1

Jungkook groans as Yoongi turns on the light to his bedroom, pulling the covers over his head and shutting his eyes tightly. Holly jumps off of the bed and runs to her owner, jumping up and down and yelping loudly. Yoongi scoops the dog up and cradles her in his arms.

"You know I don't care if you get to class on time. I'll leave whether you're ready or not" Yoongi approaches the bed and puts a glass of orange juice on the table beside it. Jungkook is more of a son to Yoongi than he really wanted him to be but there were many days when it was worth it.

Today wasn't one of those days.

"I don't wake you up early on weekends, don't do it to me" Jungkook throws his pillow at Yoongi who dodges it easily.

"Fine. I'm leaving. Be late for school, I don't give a shit"

"I don't give a fuck"

Yoongi pauses and looks at Jungkook, eyes cocked and head tilted bemusedly.

"You've been listening to A'gust D again?" He asks with a chuckle. Jungkook throws the sheets off of him and stares Yoongi down, eyes red from lack of sleep and hair ruffled messily atop his head. The older male puts his hands up in feigned surrender and walks out of the door. 

Jungkook stares out the window at the grey sky and suddenly feels somber. There's been a stark lack of motivation in his life lately and he couldn't figure out why, it hardly had anything to do with his home life. Yoongi was the best roommate anyone could have, despite how lazy he could be, and his friends at the university always put a smile on his face. He's popular with the girls and things at his job were going well.

"Jungkook, package for you!" Yoongi shouts. Jungkook's mood brightens and he jumps out of bed, still boxer clad and topless. He runs into the living room and snatches the package from Yoongi's hands, running back to his room and throwing it on top of his bed to open later.

"I'll get a ride from Jin. Don't be late hyung!" Jungkook shouts as he hobbles out of the laundry room, one foot in a pair of jeans and the other struggling to keep his weight up. Yongi grabs his briefcase and adjusts his tie before waving a goodbye to Jungkook, throwing Holly her favorite  kumamon toy, and walking out the door. 

"Come on Holly, let's go look through Yoongi's stuff." Jungkook says, picking her up and trying to wrangle the kumamon out of her muzzle. He walks casually past his bedroom but out of the corner of his eye the temptation of the package glows. He didn't want to open it yet, it probably wasn't his cushion since he bought it yesterday but in his mind, the gods were praising him with an early delivery. If he opened it now, he'd be tempted to wear it out and he couldn't show up at school wearing makeup; Jungkook was known for his naturally good looks and no one knew that he wore makeup to go out or to go to work. 

"Let's just take a peek," Jungkook says, more to himself than to Holly. He sets her down and tosses the toy neglectfully over his shoulder, practically hypnotized by the allure of the brown package. 

"G-Dragon cushion, come to appa," his fingers lift the package and instead of being gentle with it he tears into it, popping his finger into the weak tape and ripping it open. Out flies an item wrapped in cellophane, landing carelessly on the boy's pillow. Holly stops playing with her toy and jumps onto the bed to start chewing the cardboard box that Jungkook set down.

Jungkook ignored the pup while he stares tentatively at the package. He can't see much from the foot of the bed but he knows that the cushion isn't the hot pink item wrapped tightly in bubble wrap and tucked neatly away in its cellophane home. Jungkook questions whether this package really belongs to him and curses himself for not checking the address before opening it. Yoongi probably didn't check either since nearly every package that arrives into this household belongs to Jungkook. He mentally kicks himself for being so addicted to online shopping.

Reaching over the young man tries to snatch the cardboard from the dogs clutches but settles for turning his head at an awkward angle to see who the package was originally addressed to.

"That's our address isn't it Holly?" He pauses as if expecting an answer. The brown fur ball simple stares at the boy as drool stains the cardboard a darker brown. He turned his head again to see the name above the address.

"Who the hell is Mik Nijkoes?" Holly releases the cardboard and using her tiny paws to kick it off the bed and onto the ground. Jungkook sighs and leans down, the words suddenly more clear upside down.

"Kim Seokjin? Oh! He forgot to put the floor number." Jungkook notices. Since he's directly above them the room number is identical, the only distinction is the floor number. If the floor number isn't written the mail carrier assumes it's the first floor. The boy sighs in relief, glad it's someone he knows and not a stranger. Opening a package that isn't yours is not only rude but highly illegal.

"Come on Holly, we have to return this to Jinnie" Jungkook walks over to the head of his bed and reaches for the item. His hand grips it tightly and curiosity takes over. He opens up the cellophane, slowly unraveling the thick bubble wrap and when he has rid the item of its poppable chamber... he immediately throws it against the wall in shock. Holly, hearing the thud, yaps away loudly and runs to it and runs away from it, back and forth she goes as Jungkook stares at a loss on what to do next.

Pick it up idiot. Jungkook thinks to himself through the incessant pitches surrounding him, echoing off the walls in a strangely haunting but cute way.

Jungkook reaches down to grab the box and frowns when he sees the teeth marks and dog saliva on its mangled remains. He reaches for the tape and begins patching up the mess on a measly effort to make it seem like he never touched the package but his mind keeps telling him it's a botched attempt. He walks over to the wall to the grab the deadly item and throws it into the box like it's been tainted with the plague. The room falls silent as Holly suddenly stops her chatter and trots to the living room, dog collar jingling away like bells at Christmas time.

Jungkook suddenly remembers that Holly doesn't wear her bell collar indoors and he grows confused. He closes the box with more tape and brings it to the living room. There sits a certain pink haired man holding a bell clad dog collar in his pale hands while Holly jumps up and down trying to reach for it. Jin teases her for a bit longer before standing up and looking at Jungkook, taking in his appearance with a smirk.

"Maybe you should wear a shirt to school, just a suggestion," Jungkook looks down at his bare chest and his eyes widen. He slaps his hands over his pectoral area and the package drops from his hands. Jin's eyes follow the packages descent onto the hardwood floor.

"Oh, what did you order?" Jin asks curiously. Jungkook bites his lip and reaches down to pick up the box.

"Um... I got your package," Jungkook stretches his arms out quickly, instinctly, and bows his head in an act of guilt and apology. Jin's eyebrow  raises at the quality of the packaging and the mess of indents and frosted tape, definitely not standard for packaging.

"Did you open it?" He asks, already knowing the answer but desperately hoping that he hadn't.

"Yes"