"Who are we waiting for, again?" Jimin wonders aloud, pulling on Jungkook's arm absently, trying to get a rise from his already annoyed younger brother.

Their guide, Kim Namjoon-a name Jimin vaguely remembers being thrown around their university campus when he was doing his freshman tour, smiles at him reassuringly, "A friend of mine. No one knows the jungle like he does."

"And, why are we waiting for him if you're our guide?" Jungkook snaps, ripping his arm out of Jimin's grip, eyebrows narrowed. He's disgustingly hot right now, sweaty and gross feeling, has had very little(closer to none)sleep last night thanks to Jimin and his constant worries, and very irritated with their "guide" isn't, well, guiding them anywhere. No. Instead the man is apparently waiting for someone else to "guide" them. Jungkook just really wants to see what he's been saving ages for. The marvel that had Jimin biting his tongue, closing his eyes and stepping out of his comfort zone for. The reason almost every penny Jungkook owns was spent for. Not this waiting around for another person nonsense.

Namjoon chuckles, eyes traveling to the trees lining the village's edge, "Like I said, Jungkook. No one knows the jungle like he does."