(armys-wings)
Two weeks. Exactly two weeks has it been since you last talked to your best friend Jungkook. He got angry for no apparent reason and you started arguing which you normally didn’t as your friendship was one everyone was jealous of. You made up your mind to clear things up between the two of you, which is why you’re having small talk with Mr Jeon in the hall you were more than familiar with, having spent countless days and nights in this house you could already call it your second home.
Making your way towards Jungkook’s room, you grew nervous with each step. How were you gonna start the conversation ? And what are you gonna tell him ? Will he even listen to you or get mad again ? Not all to confident about your actions, you came to a stop in front of the bedroom door. Instead of just bursting into the room, you decided to quietly peek inside and look if he is in a good mood. There he was. Standing in front of his desk, his back facing you while the only source of light was his TV. You only realized now how long those two weeks actually have been and how much you’ve been missing him. Thousand of thoughts filled your mind in an instant, but didn’t stay long as a soft voice called your name and brought you back to reality. You didn’t even have enough time to question if it belonged to Jungkook or if you’re hallucinating since you heard your name being called a second time, but even needier. And it belonged to Jungkook.
