Jungkook's POV-
B0212
B0212
B0212
I repeat in my head, adjusting the strap of my bag back into place on my shoulder while staring at my reflection in the shiny elevator door.
I was initially happy that there was an elevator for public use, especially when it would be aiding in helping my friends and I bring my belongings up to my dorm, but being actually in the elevator makes me think the stairs would have been better.
The ride up is way longer than necessary and it moves in ways I've never felt an elevator move before. It moves up and down of course but it also sways side to side like a pendulum. It's truly terrifying.
The elevator of death doesn't affect me on a personal level nearly as much as the idiotic labeling of the floors in this building does though.
The main level is Floor E and the fifth floor, the top floor, is Floor A. I will be moving onto Floor B, which is the fourth floor.
Why it is this way, I haven't the faintest idea. There's really no plausible reason I can think of for them to be labeled like this.
Maybe because this is one of the older buildings on campus? Still though, the alphabet exists and has existed. It's not like it's a new thing.
I would argue that any remotely cognizant person would agree that it makes a lot more sense to start with A, the first letter of the alphabet, the same as you start at one when attempting to distinguish between different floors.
Whatever. The world's an imperfect place.
Judging by the barely audible mumbling and startled gasps coming from both of my friends, Tae on my left and Jimin on my right, they seem to concur that this elevator is sketchy as fuck.
As the doors open, Tae leans down to pick up the duffle bag he has been toting from where he had set it down to give his shoulder a rest.
Trying his best not to dump out the box tucked under his other arm in the process he is moving as quickly as he can to be safely out of this hanging death box.
I step out after Tae and am followed by Jimin. Reading the sign mounted to the wall in front of us, we do as it says and turn to the right to head down the long hallway in search of room B0212.
After walking passed about twenty doors, and making a few stops in between to give our muscles a break from the weight we're all holding, we are finally standing in front of a door that is thankfully labeled as room B0212 with a plaque above the number that says "Resident Advisor."
At least the guy was telling the truth about where to find him. Or where to find the room of the RA at least. If the guy who called me is in fact the one with the title is yet to be confirmed.
Chanyeol? Right? Yeah, I'm pretty sure that was his name.
I hear the now familiar sound of my boxes not so softly being placed on the floor behind me as I reach out to knock on the door.
After hearing a muffled "Just a sec" followed by some noises I can't quite identify, the door is opened to reveal a tall, handsome man with a wide dimply smile.
"Hey, how can I help you?" He asks kindly.
"Yeah, I think I spoke with you on the phone earlier. I was told to check in here?" I say back with a bit of skepticism in my tone.
"Awe perfect, let me just grab my list here." He says reaching behind his door and retrieving a clipboard. He begins to flip through the papers, "What's your name and room number?"
"Jeon Jungkook and it's room B1306."
He immediately stops mid page flip, snapping his head up and repeats back, "B1306?"
"Yeah?" Why does he sound like he's never heard of that dorm? I'm in the right place aren't I?
I speak again with furrowed brows, "Are you not Chanyeol, the RA for Floor B? Am I in the wrong place?"
"Yeah that's me, Park Chanyeol. And I am the one that spoke with you earlier..." he pauses. Shifting his weight uncomfortably.
Okay, I was right about him sounding anxious on the phone. What's going on?
He takes a shaky breath in as if preparing to give a long speech before he's interrupted.
"Hyung?" Jimin voices from behind me.
Hyung?
Tae and I both turn towards him wide eyed to see him leaning to the side in order to see around me to where Chanyeol is stood.
Tae and I turn to each other and share a look that portrays the silent message of What the hell? Before we both turn to look at Chanyeol.
His face is completely lit up as he is smiling even wider than when he first opened the door, causing his dimples to be even deeper.
"Jimin-ssi?! Is that really you!" He exclaims as he steps out of the door frame, myself quickly stepping out of the way for his wide shoulders to pass by as he moves towards Jimin.
Chanyeol quickly envelopes Jimin in a tight hug, lifting him off the ground slightly, as they both continue to smile from ear to ear.
Guess they do know each other.
Taehyung's POV-
What the fuck is this?
Who is this man holding my Chim like they are acting out a scene from some romance novel? And why are they smiling like that?
"Chim?" I say, hoping I don't sound as annoyed as I feel.
When he finally opens his eyes and meets mine, in true soulmate fashion, I see the recognition flash in his as he understands exactly what I'm thinking.
He knows I'm jealous, wondering who this man is and why I've never heard a word about him when he is apparently important to him.
He pulls away a little as he looks from me to Jungkook and says cheerfully, "Guys, Chanyeol is my cousin! I haven't seen him in..." He moves his head to look back up at Chanyeol, "Five? Maybe six years?"
"Six!" Chanyeol says quickly. "Because you came and stayed with us that one summer when we lived in Eunpyeong and my family hasn't lived there for at least that long!"
"Holy shit, I think you're right. That's crazy! How are you? What have you been up to? How's your family? Do you still have Toben? How is he? Do you have a picture?"
I can see Chanyeol's eyes become so wide they might fall out of his skull while he nods his head slowly as Chim fires all his questions at him seemingly in one breath.
Sure I was annoyed a second ago, but the look on the poor guy's face right now makes me feel kinda like saving him from the unintentional curiosity attack from Chim.
I am about to speak up in attempt to end his suffering when Jungkookie starts instead.
"I-I apologize, I really don't mean to interrupt, but could I just get the key and sign the papers or whatever real quick so Tae and I can start taking stuff over? You two can stay here and catch up, I don't mind taking two trips." He finishes with a smile.
I move my eyes back to Chanyeol to see his expression turn into another nervous one but with a sympathetic element added to it as well.
"That's actually why I wanted you to make sure to stop by my dorm before heading to yours..." he paused before he started to tell us about the fire that happened and the students that had to be evacuated and rehoused.
"That is terrible! Was anyone hurt?" I gasp after he has finished the story.
"Thankfully nothing was too severe. Some had issues caused by smoke inhalation, but the alarm in the room as well as in the hall went off almost immediately, the building was cleared quickly and the fire extinguished without any trouble." He answered, reflecting the gratitude in his words with a much softer expression.
"That is awful, and I can't imagine how stressful that has been for those students, but you said that was in the building across from us? What does that have to do with my room?" Jungkookie brings up, making a good point.
Chanyeol again hesitates before saying, "Because of the fire and students needing to be rehoused... Y-Your room is no longer available..." he says with his lips pressed together tightly in a line and squinted eyes. Obviously prepared for a negative reaction.
Completely horrified by what Chanyeol just said I snap my head back to Jungkookie. His jaw is clenched tightly and his eyes are closed. I can tell he is trying his best not to explode.
Suddenly without warning he breaks out into an eerily calm smile, chuckling lowly before starting to full on laugh. No humor or amusement coming through whatsoever.
He slides the strap of his bag off his shoulder so that his duffle bag drops to the floor as he bends forward, putting both hands on either knee as the laugh slowly changes into coughing and gasps for air.
A few moments later his eyes roll back in his head and he drops to the ground.