Hushed words (tk)

An 'ordinary' day.

---unedited.

Jungkook got up, and looked to his side, seeing his grandmother and his sister sleeping soundly on the bed, while he slept on a separate small single bed in the corner of his or say their room. 

The room was big enough, and so, Jungkook, since he had a creative brain, had got this idea, to turn the room into two parts, which would provide him with his own space, not really private, but he didn't want to ask for more, he had enough, as they said, and he didn't think he deserved more too. 

He shook his head slightly, already feeling done, because his overthinking was starting to begin, already. 

He wore his soft bunny slippers, and stood up, rubbing his eyes, wearing his round glasses, and moving towards his desk. 

So yeah, his space included a small but big enough single bed for him, where he slept, and which was covered in white sheets and duvet, with his plushies, (yes, he secretly loved plushies) hidden beneath the bed in a storage box, so that his sister could not claim on them. His wardrobe, he shared with his grandma, and it didn't have a lot, just his clothes, and his undergarments. In front of his bed, was his desk, in another corner of the room, lighted up with star fairy lights hanging halfway through the ceiling with the help of window panes, and fairy lights hanging at the front wall too. His table was covered with a thin sheet of cloth, with a checked pastel bluish pattern, and there were fake leaf vines, dried autumn leaves, lying on the table, enhancing its already aesthetic look. His laptop, his stationery supplies, aesthetic pictures that motivated him on the front wall, pen stands, and his main note-taking notebooks, two scented candles, one vanilla, and another chocolate, and besides that, a table lamp, were included in the setup, giving it the perfect aesthetically pleasing vibes. The color code was pastel blue, and a few other lighter colors, to make him feel calm. 

He had saved up money, every time he got some, and organized this desk through years, listening to his family's taunts, and yet trying to make it look beautiful, to help him get rid of his dark feelings. 

 Jungkook sat down on the study chair, which had a bunny-printed blue cushion on it, took out a black pen, which had a cute carrot sticker on it, and a to-do notepad, and began to think about what he had to do today. 

Once done, he tore the page and hung it up on the small pinboard in front of him on the wall, and then took out a journal and wrote about the works he had pending and the works that were supposed to be completed for the month, this month, May. 

He loved winters, Jungkook, and despised summers, but then he didn't really have a choice in choosing seasons, did he? 

Once done, Jungkook got up and looked out of the window, at 5.30 AM, and it was already beginning to get lighter out in the sky. He sighed, and then went to his wardrobe, getting out his clothes for school, which included grey pants, a white shirt, a red tie, and a red pullover, or as many call it, a hoodie. 

He took a quick cold shower, brushed his teeth, got dressed, brushed his hair, and let them be, slightly curly as they were, wore his glasses, wore his school shoes, and headed to get himself to eat something, which included a single choco-chip cookie, and two toasted slices of bread with jam. 

Once done, he grabbed his water bottle, packed his bag, kept his phone and earbud's case in his pocket, bidden bye to his grandma who had woken up, and got a kiss on his forehead from his mother who was rushing to get ready for her office, his father still in their room, busy exercising or maybe getting ready too. 

Jungkook simply stepped outside, and walked to the nearest bus stop, out of his building, a few steps ahead, and ran when he saw his school bus already there.