: ̗̀⊶➛ Where Jungkook saved Taehyung from
the greatest fall in his life but couldn't save
himself from falling as well.
Or where Jungkook came back to his
hometown to finish high school but...
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The very first thing Jungkook did after entering his apartment was throwing himself on his bed—since he left school it was the only thing he had been dreaming about.
He came back home late; it was almost 9 p.m., but Jungkook felt as if it was already midnight. He was extremely tired, all because of the extensive training they got today. But at the same time, he couldn't stop smiling—that type of basketball was what he had been missing lately. Even if he couldn't feel his legs and his body begged him for a hot shower, he was still so damn happy.
He still had some talent within him or at least that was what Namjoon had told him. The captain was happy with his play and the way it blended perfectly with the rest of the team making them a strong contender for this season. Jungkook thought it would be difficult for him to join the new team, but surprisingly the rest of the guys were extremely open. However, there was one guy—Dean—who wasn't overly fond of him. No wonder, both of them played in the same position and were in a direct fight for the place in the first squad. But even his strange insults didn't bother Jungkook. No one could make him dislike basketball.
His body was sore, so much so even the hot shower wasn't helping much. But he liked the way hot water caressed his skin and eased his mind a little. It felt so good and soothing that he almost fell asleep. Fortunately, he managed to regain consciousness just before he could flood his bathroom. He would like to avoid a confrontation with an enraged neighbor and unnecessary expenses for reparations.
Jungkook didn't bother wearing any T-shirt and jumped straight to his bed. He didn't even dry his hair properly with a towel—the was no time for it when all he needed was some sleep. It would get dry overnight when he would rub it against his pillow anyway.
So he quickly wrapped himself in the blanket and turned off the bedside lamp. He set the alarm on his phone. As it turned out, fate was exceptionally favorable to him—he started his classes a little later tomorrow, so he could sleep in. Good, he deserved a long, peaceful sleep.
He sighed and snuggled into the pillow, closing his heavy eyelids, hoping for a moment of peace.
And that moment of peace was indeed only a moment. At first, he heard a lazy thud of a strong wind just outside the window; then a few raindrops aggressively hit the glass and just before it poured out for real, he heard the doorbell.
Jungkook shut his eyes tight as if it would make him fall asleep immediately. He wanted to ignore all these sounds, including the doorbell, so badly; to pretend he wasn't at home or already deep asleep. At the same time, he also tried to convince himself it was one of his annoying neighbors about to make some ridiculous complaint. Anything just to justify lying in his bed indifferently and hoping for the problem to go away itself, without his intervention.
