JUNGKOOK P.O.V.
The young male lazily sprawled out in the grass, flowers surrounding him as his stomach rose and fell with every breath he sucked in. The muscles in his arms burned and protested with even the slightest bit of movement, however it wasn't unbearable. A groan left his lips as he gazed up at the sky, watching as the clouds moved and made odd shapes.
"Little one, you doing okay down there?" Taehyung mused out from his place on the bench, looking at the sprawled out younger in amusement. They had spent all morning training with knives and by the end of it Jungkook felt like passing out, half of him regretting asking for help while the other half was just glad that he got to spend time with his soulmates, even though he still wasn't used to referring to them as his soulmates.
A groan left Jungkook's lips as he slowly turned his head, his eyes coming to rest on the two older males who were sat casually on the bench, like they hadn't just been training for hours. "Just fine," he huffed out, a small scowl appearing on his face as he noticed the look of amusement that was plastered on Taehyung's face.
"Don't worry, you won't have to do the challenge." the older teased and the younger couldn't help the smile that stretched over his lips, shaking his head as he looked away and looked up at the sky again. In the past few hours, Taehyung had explained that not every house member would have to compete in a challenge, unless it was rally the flag since each house member was expected to participate in the last challenge. The younger couldn't help but feel relieved, if he felt like this just by training he definitely didn't want to know what he would feel like after doing the actual challenge.
He was brought back to reality by Jimin's light voice, "it's probably lunchtime now. We should go and get something to eat." the younger's face scrunched up as he thought back to the canteen food, he still hadn't learnt to like it. The only things he did eat were the sandwiches but sometimes even those made him feel sick, mostly because the bread was always stale.
"Isn't Jin hyung still in class though?" Taehyung asked curiously, the older male also wasn't too keen on the canteen and normally had Seokjin make him something, but the eldest male hadn't done that today as he had to leave early for his class.
"We can go to some place off campus," Jimin stated causally, causing Jungkook to snap his head in their direction once again at the males words. "You can go off campus?" he asked in astonishment, he was under the impression that students were to stay at campus until there was a holiday that would allow them to go home.
The two males shared a look before looking down at the younger male, "well, not entirely. They don't really like us wandering off campus but people still do so and up to yet, nobodies been badly punished for it." Jimin explained, voice still casual. The younger slowly nodded, he wasn't sure if this was a good or bad idea but nevertheless, he agreed.
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Jungkook nervously followed after Jimin and Taehyung towards the back of the school building, heading towards the parking lot where the students were able to leave their cars or any other form of transportation that they managed to bring along with them. He couldn't help but feel like he was learning something new about the school everyday, some things more questionable than others.
He sighed and quickly turned a corner after the two males, only to stop short as his eyes fell on the large parking lot. His eyes widened as he took in the different kind of cars that were all parked next to one another and he immediately knew by looking at them that they were expensive models. He was kind of glad that he hadn't been allowed to pass his driving lesson, knowing that he wouldn't have been able to buy a car no matter what model it was.
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