ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜs. | ᴍ.ʏɢ + ᴊ.ᴊᴋ ✔️

sixty-four

[[ m.yg + j.jk ]]

sugamint
good morning precious
first day back to school
how are you feeling?
i'll be at your house in twenty minutes are you awake?

kookerator
i am :)
and i'm feeling okay
a little bummed but that's a normal end of summer feeling ya know lol

sugamint
yeah i understand
well i can't text and drive so i'm gonna have to put my phone away
i'll text you when i get to your house k baby?

kookerator
😢 you're the best yoongi

sugamint
nah i just love you that's all

kookerator
☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️
i love you too

sugamint
😘

kookerator
☺️

*

At around 6:40 a.m. Yoongi pulled up to Jungkook's house, pleased to be greeted by the sight of the boy already making his way out of the house, a smile on his lips. Yoongi rolled down his window.

"You look cute in your school uniform."

Having expected another good morning rather than this, Jungkook blushed at the comment, rubbing the back of his neck shyly as he climbed into the car.

"Thanks," he said in late reply. Yoongi smiled and leaned over to press a soft kiss to his cheek.

"You ready to go?"

"Uhm...yeah. I am."

"You sure?" The older briefly scanned Jungkook's book bag. "You have a lunch or do you buy something at your cafeteria?"

"Oh, it's in here," Jungkook said and patted the book bag. His boyfriend nodded in understanding.

"Good. Guess we can go, then."

With that, Yoongi set the course for Jungkook's high school, roughly a twenty-five minute drive which wasn't much longer than it took to get to the boy's house. He wouldn't have minded if it were a longer drive, anyway. Yoongi didn't have to be at his first class till 10, so he'd have plenty of time to get back to his apartment before then.

Besides, he managed to get Jungkook to hold his hand for most of the drive to school. So that was something he could have endured a while if he had to.

Jungkook had somehow dozed off and was fast asleep by the time Yoongi pulled up to the building, his head facing the window as his hand now limply rested at his side from when Yoongi had to let go of it.

The older smiled. "Precious." He tapped Jungkook's shoulder. "Baby, we're here."

With no luck, Yoongi sighed and considered that this could be another one of those occasions in which the boy had failed to get much sleep the previous night. And he would have loved to let him sleep, but Yoongi also didn't want Jungkook to be late for school.

He opened his car door and stepped outside. By this point he had already unknowingly drawn quite a bit of attention to himself — especially since a number of people happened to catch sight of Jungkook in the car; however, even when his eyes noticed several high school students staring in curiosity, Yoongi simply shrugged them off. They didn't matter to him.

Jungkook's window had been rolled down. The older stood by it, leaning over, and smiled lovingly. He prepared to caress the boy's cheek but stopped once he observed him beginning to stir awake.