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"WHAT THE FUCK Jin?" A voice roared out, frustration laced in the person's tone.
"It's not my fault. Maybe if you were paying attention, I wouldn't have spilled my coffee, you idiot," Another voice retorted, clearly annoyed.
I stirred in my sleep upon hearing the two voices, my mind slowly fading away from my dream. My eyelids twitched before I peeled them open, the sunlight piercing into my eyes. I licked my dry lips, rubbing my eyes with my knuckles.
"Nice job assholes - you woke her up," Someone beside me spoke, the voice belonging to Namjoon.
I fully opened my eyes, scanning my surroundings. I was still half asleep, yet I tried to make the most out of my surroundings. We parked at a gas station, a small store in front of us. Jin sat in the driver's seat, holding an empty white, paper coffee cup. Some droplets of the liquid dried on the cup, forming small brown stains.
Yoongi sat beside him in the passenger seat, a scowl on his face as he used multiple paper towels to clean his clothes. His crisp, white long sleeve was soaked in the hot beverage, spreading throughout the fabric of his shirt. Namjoon sat to my right, holding a paper towel roll, ripping off large pieces whenever Yoongi asked for some.
After registering the scene in front of me, I finally came to the realization that I was leaning against something. I pulled my cheek off of the surface, raising my head up to look at my left. I widened my eyes at the sight, a pink hue growing on my cheeks.
Jungkook's face was inches away from mine, a kind smile plastered on his face. In his hand was a bacon and egg sandwich, which he must've bought from the store. I quickly leaned off of him, pulling away from his face.
"Sorry kook, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you," I said, embarrassed at my own actions.
Jungkook grinned, taking a bite of his sandwich, "It's fine, don't worry about it."
Yoongi glanced at Namjoon, using his chin to motion towards his bag, "Joon, can you hand me one of my extra shirts in my bag? This stain's never gonna come off."
Namjoon nodded before reaching over behind the seat. He leaned down, grabbing Yoongi's bag. He opened the bag, pulling out an over-sized, black t-shirt. He threw it to Yoongi who caught it with ease. Yoongi swiftly peeled off his wet shirt before throwing on the t-shirt.
While Yoongi changed, Jin took the opportunity to start the car up. I sat up straight in my seat, glancing at all the boys, "When did we stop?"
"About ten minutes ago. Namjoon needed to piss and Jungkook got hungry, so we stopped at the nearest gas station," Jin replied, his gaze focused on pulling out of the parking spot.
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