The Camp Counselor || Namkook

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"ok bitches time to get out of the car." Namjoon commanded as he stepped out of the small vehicle in order to stand at the front entrance of the camp and gaze at its perfection. His eyes closed as the smell of burnt cheap wood and pine trees entered his nostrils, earning a satisfied sigh from his chapped lips. He really did miss this place.

"SHIT I STEPPED ON SHIT!" Yoongi angrily cursed as he lifted his designer shoe to examine the fecal matter speared on the expensive fabric after accidentally stepping on it. Yoongi tried his best to not let a tear escape his saddened eyes as he held onto his louis vuitton shoe, "these were my favorite." he whispered painfully.

Seokjin was the third to exit the vehicle, not because he wanted too, but because he didn't want to be next to Taehyung longer then he needed. He had his black hoodie covering his pale face as dark sunglasses concealed his brown angry orbs. You could barely see his actual face but his dead expression couldn't be missed. "ew i forgot how much i hated this place. namjoon pass me the keys i want to blow this joint." he demanded, making grabby hands at the male.

Namjoon rolled his eyes and turned himself around to face the emo kid, "jin stop being such a downer. this is barely the first day, why not try to enjoy it while it lasts."

"you're ugly."

"ok."

As Namjoon and Seokjin threw insults, Taehyung was still in the car dieing. His seatbelt had unfortunately gotten stuck on his poor neck, basically suffocating him as he screamed for someone to help him. Although, none of his friends heard him, making him have to somehow slip under the belt and set himself free. He was sweating and breathing viciously by the time he got outside. "gee thanks for the help guys, always knew i could count on you." he wheezed, grabbing onto his throat in pain.

Yoongi placed his victimized foot down and tried his best to scrape the poop on a flat rock but it was basically useless as the stain had already sunk into the fabric. He ultimately gave up and joined the other three males to distract himself from his ruined shoes. "what are you talking about tae?" he asked the younger.

"the seat belt broke and i yelled for help because i was stuck but no one came." Taehyung angrily pouted, crossing his arms over his chest dramatically.

"we didn't hear you." Namjoon explained. Because truthfully, he was too busy fighting with Seokjin to could have heard his pleas.

"i heard. but i didn't feel like helping." Seokjin shrugged. Taehyung gasped and without thought, quickly slapped Seokjin's shoulder harshly, which ultimately earned one back but even harder. Namjoon sighed and walked over to stand in between the two fighting males, hoping to create some tranquility.

"okay okay calm down guys," Namjoon demanded as he pushed Taehyung and Seokjin apart, "we're here to enjoy ourselves not fight-"

"shut up namjoon." Seokjin interrupted, clearly pissed that the male cut in before he had the chance to punch Taehyung.

Taehyung cackled at the insult and extended his hand towards Seokjin for a high-five, "preach it sister."

However, Seokjin merely stared at Taehyung's hand in disgust rather than returning the gesture, leading Taehyung to frown and drop his hand awkwardly.

"guys stop interrupting, i dont have the time to keep repeating myself," Namjoon growled, mostly towards Seokjin, "firstly, yoongi and seokjin, you guys take the luggage to the camp-fire pit. taehyung, you go sign us in and get us our room keys so we can start unpacking and as for me, i'll be talking to the boss to discuss some things."

The three males nodded their heads, "yes sir." they responded in sync.

Namjoon smiled in satisfaction, "great! any questions?"