Bubblegum Candy | Jikook | Completed

Three

"You sure you'll be fine?" Jungkook asked as he slipped on his bomber jacket. Jimin wrapped a scarf around his neck and rose on his tiptoes to peck his lips.

"You're the one going away, baby," he laughed, cooing when the boy pouted. "It's just two days, I'll be right here when you come back." Jungkook then lifted him from the ground and hugged him tightly.

"I already regret this," he mumbled into Jimin's shoulder. Jungkook had gotten a chance to join a three-day two-night nature trip for his photography class, but had been unsure about it. He had to be away from Jimin with strangers he had only seen in class. Jimin was adamant that he should join. "I'm gonna miss you."

"I'll miss you too," the older hummed when his feet finally got back on the ground. "Remember to have fun and text me every once in a while, okay?" He smiled when Jungkook nodded his head, giggling when he leaned down to kiss him.

Spring was well on its way, but the weather had been unusually chilly for a week or so. Jungkook stood among the other around twenty students with a duffel bag thrown on his shoulder. They were waiting for the bus which would take them to the lodgings. Why was he doing this? Yeah, he might get some nice shots from the forest, but that meant he couldn't cuddle with Jimin.

They had been dating for almost four months, and he was over the moon. Not much had changed, but now he knew Jimin's touches meant something. The orange-haired was quite popular in their school, and he was proud that the smaller male wanted him just as much as Jungkook wanted him. With Jimin's suave nature and equally magnetic looks, over time the raven had noticed some people took that as showing interest. He once told Jimin about it, and after that, the older boy always seemed to set the record straight by either rejecting their advances or then by running into his arms and smothering his face with kisses in front of any unwanted suitor. Both options were good, though Jungkook very much liked showing people he was the lucky one.

The bus finally came and the professor ushered them in. Fortunately, Jungkook got two seats for himself, so he popped his earbuds in and closed his eyes, hoping to sleep for most of the trip.

The feeling of dread seeped into him when it was announced he had to room with someone. Everyone seemed to get along with each other, making Jungkook feel left out. He clutched onto the strap of his bag, mildly uncomfortable. Then a boy he had seen a couple of times approached him, a grin on his face.

"Hey, uh, my friends are gonna be roommates and kinda left me hanging, so are you free?" he asked, rubbing the back of his nape awkwardly.

"S-sure, I guess," Jungkook said, shrugging his shoulders. The other let out a relieved huff and laughed, exaggerating a bit by wiping his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Thank god," he said. "That was so awkward. I'm Yugyeom, I've seen you in class." He offered Jungkook a peace sign and a grin.

"I'm Jungkook, likewise," the raven answered, a small laugh on his lips as he shook his head. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad, this guy seemed nice enough.

Jimin was seated on a stool in Taehyung and Hoseok's bathroom. Taehyung was knuckles deep in his bleached hair, trying to get the strong-smelling substance on every strand. His dark roots didn't look too nice anymore with his faded orange ends, so he decided it was time to get a new look. Taehyung, who had become his partner in crime over the months they had known each other, volunteered to dye his hair.

"Okay," the other male then huffed. "That should do it. Are you hungry? We have chicken nuggets in the freezer." He wiped some bleach off of Jimin's forehead.