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Jungkook wakes up feeling rested, sitting up and clicking his back, rolling his shoulders, his knee hurts. Upon rolling up his trouser leg, there's a little plaster stuck just under his knee cap, a dinosaur print on it. Jungkook rips it off, leaving it on the bed, it's just a scuff, he'll live.
The room plain, a spare, Jungkook refuses to go into his little sides room, so he gets up and makes haste, walking down the familiar hallway and to his locker by the front door. If he's lucky enough, he won't run into- “Were you going to leave without a handover?” Seokjin asks from down the hall, Jungkook sighs.
“No, I just wanted to get my phone” Jungkook lies, and Seokjin hums, not convinced at all. He walks down towards him, arms folded, Jungkook doesn't know how his little self can like him. He drops his shoes to the floor, toeing into them, he would like to get out of here asap.
“He hurt his knee yesterday, just tripped up outside on the patio, I recommend putting some aloe on it to help the healing” Seokjin instructs, and Jungkook hums back, even if he thinks that it's fine, it's a scrape, it's not a broken leg or anything.
Seokjin then turns fully to him, tapping his foot impatiently, “He's also had a cough… You wouldn't happen to be smoking again would you?” He questions, and Jungkook shrugs on his backpack, shaking his head as calmly as he can, “No” He lies again.
The elder shakes his head like he's disappointed, taking something out his back pocket, revealing the pack he'd left in his bag. “You went through my shit?” Jungkook scoffs, because that's a hard limit for him, “We /all/ agreed that you cant fucking do that!”
Seokjin moves towards him, like a predator closing in on their prey, but Jungkook isn't scared of him, quite the opposite, Seokjin wont hurt him, deep down he's hit precious baby. “We also /all/ agreed that nobody would go through your belongings /unless/ we had suspicion you had something that could potentially hurt yourself or us!” He argues back.
Which is true, the legal signing took just under a week, both sides, Jungkook, and Seokjin and Namjoon kept changing the contract. Adding points, taking away demands, no, Jungkook didn't consent to his hair being cut whilst he was little, stupid bullshit like that.
He sighs, biting the inside of his cheek, “Don't think I won't be reporting this” Seokjin threatens, and Jungkook rolls his eyes. He doesn't say goodbye, instead just slamming the door behind him. Jungkook instantly opens his phone, calling Yoongi who should have woken up yesterday.
“Welcome back” Yoongi says, and Jungkook leaves the front gate open just to spite Seokjin. Great, now he’ll have to buy a new pack of cigarettes, he left half a box in his bag. “I want a pizza” He blurts, because he bets all Seokjin and Namjoon fed him were fruit and veg.
He always craves chocolates and greasy foods after his little week, cant they give him some sweets at least? Jungkook waves to the neighbourhood officer as he's let out through the fence. Yoongi makes an excited sound on the other end of the phone, “Oh me too now I think about it” Jungkook sits at the bus stop, debating how long it would take to meet up.
“I could be at Chicago Johnnys in like… 20 minutes” He decides, and Yoongi hums in agreement, “I'll get us a seat!” He promises before hanging up. The bus ride is uneventful, Jungkook puts his headphones on and rubs at his knee, it's ever so slightly sore.
Yoongi waves at him from the corner of the restaurant, and Jungkook sits down opposite, putting his headphones back. “I got our usual” Yoongi tells him, pushing a glass of coke towards him, it goes down a treat. “How are the Jungs?” He asks, drumming his fingers impatiently.
The other shrugs, “Jimin is really stressed about the move, and now i've gotta call a bunch of places and change the second address, just a hassle” He sighs, Jungkook remembers them talking about it last week. Something about not having a large pool, such a first class issues, god forbid the pool is too small!
“How are the Kims?” Yoongi smiles, because he is aware about how much Jungkook struggles with them. “That bastard fucking confiscated my ciggys” He complains, and thr waiter slides their pizza onto the table, they both give their thanks to them.
Yoongi takes a slice, chewing and covering his mouth as he speaks, “Isn't that against your contract though?” Well, yeah, but Jungkook still doesnt think it's right, he believes Seokjin just has it out for him, he shrugs. “If he reports you, youll get a fine” Yoongi informs, which Jungkook already knows.
“Yeah, but he wont, because I'm his precious little baby” Jungkook puts on a high pitched, sarcastic tone, clutching his chest dramatically. Yoongi laughs, almost choking on his pizza, because he knows the feeling, he too is an on and off little.
“Oh! And I finally met Taehyung yesterday!” Yoongi then suddenly adds, slamming his palm on the table. Jungkook has a similar reaction, because Taehyung seemed more like a unicorn, just fiction, for so long, but he's actually real?
Taehyung is the Jungs other little, they have Yoongi one week, and when Yoongi turns big, they get little Taehyung. Jungkook doesn't know why Seokjin and Namjoon don't do that, maybe they're fine with just having little Jungkook. “And?!” Jungkook asks.
“Seemed like a chill dude, I had literally just woken up and was putting on my shoes and he knocked” Yoongi tells him, and Jungkook hims in fascination. Seems like Hoseok and Jimin are physically unable to go without a little, even for a week.
That's gotta be expensive for them, but he's talking about the same people who are moving house just for a bigger pool. Littles are a lot of money, in high demand, Jungkook knows he definitely wouldn't be doing it if it wasn't for the high paycheck he gets at the end of the week.