Peculiar You •• Namjin AU

11 : Start

Namjoon and Sandeul part ways when they reach the aquarium exhibit, due to Sandeul being pulled inside by an over ecstatic brunette.

He catches a glimpse of the aquarium they bought from outside, the tank precociously sitting on two tables hedged together.

Not bad. It really does set the mood.

He makes a mental note to visit their booth later for fun.

Namjoon visits the lounge quick, unlocking the door with his key and dumping Jin's and his bag on the floor.

He plucks his usual notepad from atop a drawer and makes haste to walk out, not forgetting to lock the door again.

He's startled when he hears the loud cheering from the outside and frantic hushed screams from the distance.

Then he hears the familiar sound of the fire alarm blaring in his ears.

There's roars of footsteps coming from the ground floor with the exited yells of the people in tow.

Oh no.

It's starting.

The students scramble to fix the last bits of their booths, making sure everything could stay upright at the incoming commotion.

Namjoon wished he had stayed inside the lounge.

--

When he finds Jin again after he'd thoroughly experienced the rush, he gives him a punch to the shoulder, which as expected earns him a pitched yelp.

"What was that for?"

"For being an asshole."

Jin scoffs, absentmindedly rubbing his shoulder. "Joonie, I used the fire alarm specifically to warn everyone."

"You didn't say they were going to stampede."

"I couldn't control the crowd." Jin laughs cheekily, "At least you saw the team spirit, right?"

"That wasn't team spirit." Namjoon says, "And I didn't see it I felt it."

"Better to feel than see." Jin concludes for him with a smile, "Now I don't want to be leaving you alone so soon, but I need to meet up with the class representatives in the meeting room." He explains, turning around to leave.

But before Namjoon could walk away too, he hears Jin holler as he grins. "If you want you can come with--"

"No thanks!" He screams back, earning him a whine.

"But they're boring!" Jin replies, flailing his arms around.

Namjoon jogs away as fast as he can, ignoring Jin's grouching with a small grin.

He might as well find something to do until Jin gets back.

--

Namjoon decides to check how Jimin and Taehyung are doing with their booths.

Jin was still inside the meeting hall having the time of his life, so he still has a few moments to spare until Jin finds and drags him off somewhere after.

He wanders to where he thinks their booths would be, but it doesn't take long for him to see Taehyung, as he's already barreling down the hallway to greet him.

"Namjoon!" He shouts, jumping up to tackle him. As much as Namjoon wants to let him fall face first on the floor, he can't risk getting him a concussion, so he catches him begrudgingly with a grunt.

Taehyung laughs as he clings unto Namjoon's torso. "Stop by our booth!"

"I was planning to." Namjoon mutters, patting the younger's back and urging him to let go. "What kind of theme are you doing, anyway?" He asks as Taehyung clambers off him.

Taehyung shows off the mummy costume he's wearing, bits and pieces of tissue flying off as he spins around. "We just went with a normal haunted house." He states, grinning up at him brightly. "Apparently the escape thing doesn't work so well with crowds."

"Shouldn't you be helping then?"

"I'm on a break right now!" He says, offended at the thought of slacking off. "Doesn't your class have a booth too?"

Namjoon frowns, "Nah. We're too lazy to make one so we excused ourselves."

Taehyung pulls a face, "That's boring." He says, before putting on a broad smile. "As expected of you, Namjoon."

"I thought you were going to show me around?" Namjoon asks, putting the conversation back in line.

"Oh right--" He turns around and grips Namjoon's hand to drag him forwards. "Off we go then!"

They make their way through the halls, forcing their way through the thick bundles of people that block them.

Taehyung leisurely maneuvers his way through the crowds with ease while Namjoon bumps into everyone and anything in front of him.

When Namjoon spots a door painted black with webs and a lot of people in line, he raises a brow.

"It's popular isn't it?"

"Well it's dark and couples like to make out inside--" Taehyung explains, as Namjoon cringes at the thought.

"I don't want anything to do with that."

"Too bad 'cause I'm gonna give you a grand tour!"

"Go easy on me." Namjoon deadpans. Despite the pure lack of enthusiasm in his voice, he follows Taehyung obediently.

--

Jungkook awkwardly hunches on the pillow in front of him, hugging it to himself as he watches other customers bounce around and play with their own pillows littered on the floor.

Too much of the stuff on the floor posed a problem for the waiters to deliver the food, so they opted to buy soft carpeting to replace the bundles of pillows that were supposed to be cushioning their feet.

Speaking of the waiters, he thought as Jimin passed by wearing some sort of lamb costume, they looked...unique.

Yoongi says that butlers and maids won't fit the atmosphere he wanted. It was a Nap Cafe, and what better costume to relate to it than cute and fluffy sheep?

Jungkook feels like he could sleep right then and there, Yoongi did a great job at making the place look really comfortable.

He's rattled out of his thoughts when a plate of vanilla ice cream is laid on the tabled for him. He looks up to see Yoongi, sporting his casual outfit and not wearing the ridiculous costumes of fluff the others did.

"Hey kid." He says, patting him on the shoulder. "You enjoying it here so far?"

Jungkook nods, "The place looks really nice." He murmurs, eyes flicking to his right when he hears a few girls giggle at the person bringing their food. "Aren't you supposed to be in a suit too?"

"Nah." Yoongi replies, shrugging. "Not up for it."

"...What's your role, then?" Jungkook hesitantly points out.

Yoongi looks confused as he tries to makes sense of his question, "My role?"

"Yeah. Everyone else is roleplaying as a sheep." Jungkook reasons, "What's your character?"

Yoongi glances down at his outfit, then looks at the other waiters currently ambling around the room.

"A farmer." He says, rolling up his shirt's sleeve lazily. "A farmer who wears jeans and T-shirts."

"Don't you mean shepherd?"

Yoongi pauses, thinking about it for a second before nodding.

"The swag shepherd."