Dormmates | Jikook/Kookmin

36 | A Big Real Family

Jungkook POV.

Everything is in place, right?

The order of the chairs, the lines of the curtain, the amount of spoons and chopsticks on the table, the angle of the Welcome mat in the front door entrance, the chandelier lights... 

I run to my room in a breath, roaming my eyes around anxiously for anything that might stick out.

Hmm... 

My gaze travels from left to right meticulously... 

Clear.

- Eommaaa! -I skip to the kitchen hurriedly, however, as I'm aiming to turn left from the corridor I bump into my little brother, who falls on the ground flat-faced and after five seconds of silently staring at me bursts into a huge cry break-out.

Aiiiish!

- It's just a small oopsie Kyu! -I immediately lift him up, bury him to my chest and run my hand on his back softly as I wait for him to stop crying. -It's okay dongsengie, you're okay.

He continues crying, and I realize that Jimin hyung and his family might be here just any minute so I run to the kitchen while still hushing Kyu at the same time. 

- Eomma! -I say in a hurry, awakening the woman from cutting the vegetables in concentration. She takes a deep breath in due to my sudden appearance in the kitchen, but also because Kyu is crying at the same time.

- What happened? Why is he crying? -She throws the knife inside the sink and walks over while drying her hands on the apron she is wearing in a rush. -Oh baby, what happened?

- H-hyuung. -Kyu says while hiccuping as he escapes my arms and jumps over to eomma to cuddle her. -He hit me.

Huh, what a traitor!? Even in my most critical moment I held you so you wouldn't hurt, you brat! Is this what I get?!

- Jungkook! -Mum scolds me, raising her eyebrows in that alarming form she uses for specific scolding occasions like this. -Why are you provoking your brother? Can't you see that we are all busy here? It's not the time to mess with him!

- Eommaaa~! -I sing back agitatively. -I didn't hit him! I just ran into him. He fell on his own!

- Liar! -Kyu protests and hides into eomma's neck, only to continue exaggeratedly crying there. Yah, why is he trying to take me down now? Did I do something to him without realizing?

- Ah, it's okay, your brother probably didn't mean it. -Eomma rolls her eyes at me, turning back to checking the soup on the stove while rocking Kyu up and down on her other arm.

- Eomma, I was going to ask you whether you saw my hair gel. -I say while jumping in place impatiently.

- What?! -Mum turns around to give me a cross look. -I'm busy Jungkook, the visitors will be here any minute, can you go and look after your shower gel yourself? Plus, you can't take a shower right now!

Why do I even try.

- Fine! -I say grumpily and storm out of the kitchen, and after go on to pursuing my utter mission of finding the shower gel-what? Hair gel. Mum got on my brain!

I have to look perfect tonight. 

I smirk as the bottle of gel shimmers behind the stock of cream boxes on the lowest shelf of the bathroom. I take it out with my tongue sticking out and then slowly unroll the lid. 

Uuuh, sparkly.

I love sparkly things!

I take a bit of it into my hand, spread it over and apply it to my palms like a regular cream and then slooowly dive my fingers in and out of my hair.