In a world of past heartbreaks and shattered trust, Jungkook's walls stood tall, shielding him from further pain. Taehyung, a bright presence in his dark world, sought to erase the scars etched on Jungkook's fragile heart. Devoted to cherishing him...
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The night sky has fallen apart. The mesmerising stars are no longer to be seen. Baby pink lips kissed the surface of the deep blue ocean already making it all blushy; showing her existence.
Welcoming is her mother nature that everyone could feel her warmth without any invitation. Warm and cozy. That's the feeling anyone would feel if they keep their eyes at dawn.
She gifts us light that is bold and free, inspires us to do something more and more meaningful. Let us feel the coziness to our core. Golden light dribbled over the land like syrup on oatmeal. Asking us to seek the beauty in everything with her. The sunrise.
Each moment it goes brighter and brighter, energetic enough to break through the curtains. Spreading lightly across the boy's face who has been into a deep slumber; troubling his sleep. After having a peaceful night the boy stirred up from his beauty sleep. His thick eyelashes blinked multiple times until it was capable of adjusting with the bright light that adores his light ashy blue room.
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(Idk the how to describe the exact colour, bear with it:')
Rubbing his chestnut brown eyes. He pushed his body upwards in a sitting position and stretched his arms in order to get his sleepy head awake. The neon clock took his attention that was on the wall, showing the exact time of 6 a.m . Which means he has 3 hours before his uni starts as the professor informed them yesterday.
The 21-year-old reluctantly enough stepped out of his warm and cozy chaddars. Wearing his fluffy slippers, eliciting the curtains, the black-haired boy stood beside the window before opening it. Bending a little ; folding the hands on a criss-cross, his delicate eyes roam outside.
He saw his neighbour aunt watering her plants with such tenderness like taking care of her own child. Morning breeze didn't leave the chance to slightly move his black locks that reached up to his ears. As the blow hit his face , that sensation made his eyes close in delight.
Humming a content sound he straightened his figure and moved to his washroom to do his morning routine.
After an adequate time, he came out. He was changed to a white bathrobe, which means he already took a shower. Making his way to the bluish closest he pulls out a sky blue t-shirt and dark brown sweats and boxer. Simple and casual just like him.
