tongue.

05 - 'you're so pretty.'

the room lit up like a freshly morning sky. light flooded the room as if there was no way out, waking the two boys.

"shut the fucking light off..." jungkook groaned, turning over in his bed. his arm hit something hard, something warm, something moving.

fuck. fuck fuck. not again, not again, not AGAIN.

"good morning." the voice of a certain midget sang with a smile, "how did you sleep?"

"for fuck's sake jimin," taehyung sat up slowly and rubbed his eyes.

thank fuck he has clothes on.

wait - do i?

jungkook flailed his arms to his own body, feeling the soft cloth of his underwear beneath his fingertips.

"you guys do know we're going to the city today, right?" jimin walked over to the curtains and opened them, making jungkook hiss. "we're leaving in an hour. pack a bag and stuff."

jungkook's eyes flared deep into his soul. "and you only just woke us up?" he groaned, sitting up and letting the covers expose his little tummy rolls. "right... get out, let us sort ourselves out..." he rubbed his eyes and stretched his back a little.

jimin hummed and left the room, leaving taehyung and jungkook in somewhat comfortable silence as the two boys shuffled out of the bed, stealing glances at each other every now and then.

"feel free to use the bathroom here or go back to your room... it's up to you, i'm not too bothered." jungkook rifled through his bedside drawer looking for painkillers, hoping desperately to calm down the clanging in his head.

the other simply smiled and grabbed his shirt, "i'll meet you out there, kook."

"okay."

the door clicked shut and jungkook released a breath he didn't realise he was holding. why was this happening? why do we keep ending up in these situations? he sighed rather quietly and padded his way to the ensuite, looking himself in the mirror and investigating his face.

he had gained two new growths, which he'd call susan and billy. his hand reached for the shower dial, turning it to the hottest temperature and waiting for it to warm up.

-

an hour later, the group was filed into a minivan, namjoon in the front with a taxi driver, and two rows of three - jungkook, yoongi and hoseok in front of jimin, taehyung and seokjin.

chatter filled the van yet jungkook was completely drowned out, wavering in and out of consciousness with his head leaning on the glass. he couldn't stop thinking about how nice it felt to have taehyung's arms around him whilst he slept, despite it only lasting a mere few hours.

his phone buzzed twice, indicating a text message from yours truly - he blinked before opening the message,

taetae:
lets go to the beach beach 😎
ninki mijaj

jungkook curled his head round to spot taehyung who was laughing mercilessly with jimin and seokjin, a video playing on one of their phones. he somehow was able to catch taehyung's eye, showing a cheeky grin before paying his attention back to seokjin's phone.

taetae:
due to us being the best 💯💯 of friends

jungkookie:
ugh what

taetae:
we're rooming together in this hotel
there are only 3 rooms and the others have already chosen when we were asleep
and 💯
we're on a different floor to them