Sesenta y Dos

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"You guys done washing up?" he asks.

"Yes!" they answered in unison as they continued to play video games.

It was already 2 a.m. when they all decided to call it a night— not for Jungkook though.

Standing on his balcony, staring at the waxing crescent moon, he opened an old rusty rectangular box and took the white feather he mysteriously found on his desk at the hospital. He couldn't bring himself to throw it. It seems like the silky, pure of any impurities, single feather holds a deep meaning to him or maybe someone who he knows but can't figure out yet.

Is he planning to show it to anyone soon? No. Maybe? Maybe not.

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