Spring Day

Chapter 11 | Jungkook

It was about one in the morning when I ventured out of my room. I looked at the pictures on the wall. They were of the seven of us, or in smaller divisions, but I couldn't remember any of the circumstances that these were taken.

I was startled by the sound of a door opening down the hallway.

“Kook?” it was Jimin. He stuck his head out into the hall rubbing his eyes, “Shouldn't you be asleep? It's late and we have practice in the morning.”

“I'm sorry, Hyung,” I said, looking at him, “I was going to get a snack from the kitchen but got distracted by the photos on the wall.”

“Oh,” he said, walking down the hallway to stand beside me, “you don't remember when we took these, do you?”

“I don't remember anything, Hyung,” I said, looking back at the pictures.

“Then I'll remind you, Jungkook. You don't have to call Tae or me “hyung”. We never made you. You might not remember that,” Jimin said.

“No, I don't remember that, but what do I call the others?” I asked.

“You called all of them hyung,” Jimin laughed before pointing at a picture, “This is from one of our album shoots.”

The picture was of the seven of us sitting against a white bed. “Jin's hair is pink in this picture,” I said pointing at the oldest member of our group.

“Kookie, just this summer, your hair was pink,” Jimin laughed.

“I dyed my hair pink?!” I said, looking at Jimin surprised.

“For a while, half your head was pink and the other side an orangey-blonde,” Jimin said, pulling out his phone to show me a picture of my hair.

“I can't believe I had someone do that to my head,” I said, gazing at the picture of my pina colada colored hair.

“Someone else? Jungkook, baby, you dyed your hair by yourself when we were in Malta for Bon Voyage,” Jimin laughed.

“I did that to myself?” I gasped, looking back at back at the picture, “I didn't do half bad.” This caused Jimin to laugh again.

“When you did it, you recorded it and I'm pretty sure they’re going to use the footage,” Jimin said.

“Use the footage for Bon Voyage? What is Bon Voyage, Jimin?” I asked as I started walking towards the kitchen as he followed.

“It's these yearly trips that we take in the summer that management sorta helps with,” he explained as we walked into the kitchen.

“What do you mean by ‘sorta’?” I questioned while jumping up to sit on the kitchen counter. Jimin sat beside me, messing with his small fingers.

“If Jin-Hyung walks in here and sees us sitting on his precious counters, we are both dead,” Jimin laughed, “when we go on the Bon Voyage trips, management plans the locations and what we are gonna do but they don't really help us with them.”

“What do you mean don't help?” I asked, looking at him.

“Like when we usually get on a plane, they check us in and everything, but for Bon Voyage, we have to do it. And last season we went to Malta. Most of the time, we even got to drive ourselves around,” Jimin explained.

“Wait, do I know how to drive?” I questioned.

“You, Hobi, and Jin were the three who did most of the driving. I think Tae and Yoongi did a little but Joonie and I still can't drive,” Jimin said.

“You really need to learn how to drive, Jimin,” I said looking at my elder member.

“That’s what you and the rest of the world tells me,” Jimin said jumping off the counter to rummage through the pantry for something to snack on.

“We must be pretty popular if we can go on vacations just to film them,” I said causing Jimin to pause his scouring. He turned around and walked back towards me, setting his hands on the top of my knees.

“Kook, do you have any idea how much success we have?” He asked, looking me in the eyes.

“Jimin, I told you, I don’t remember anything from before our debut,” I said, looking back at him.

“Oh Kook, where is Namjoon or Seokjin when I need them?” Jimin whines.

“Sleeping,” I mock.

“Ok, Kook. We are gonna go on a midnight trek to the office,” Jimin says pulling me off the counter.

“Why are we going to the office?” I asked, following Jimin to the door, taking the pair of shoes that he handed me and slipping them on my feet.

“Because I’m going to show you just how successful we are,” Jimin said before opening the door.