Mine | vkook

Prologue

Third person's pov

*Ring*

The loud blaring of the alarm clock resonated in the dimly lit room, the only source of light was the sun rising slowly. thin specks of sunlight falling on the black coloured silk sheets, made them glow so elegantly in the cold room. Soon the previously stiff body squirmed, a groan escaping from the pink chapped lips in process, eyes still clenched close as his hand fumbled to the other cold side of the bed.

Picking up the phone, he forced open his one eye, which soon blinked shut due to the extreme brightness falling from his phone. after some seconds when his pupil finally adjusted according to the brightness, he quickly snoozed off the alarm, tossing to the phone mindlessly.

Taking a deep breath, the male finally stood up, yawning while his one hand lightly rubbed his eyes which were on the verge of shutting off. He does not like to wake up early, but priorities made him do most of the things he hates.

His head throbbed lightly as his left eye twitched due to the sudden pain, his migraine is really a big issue.
He stood up - trying not to ponder more on his daily problems, walking towards the bathroom, he was quick to start doing his morning rituals.

After a cold shower, the tiredness was gone away in blink, along with the ickiness due to sweating - he was feeling due late night workout routine. He loves to workout but his schedule is tight and he cannot live without doing his daily workout, so in the end when he comes back home this is what he likes to do. He heard an earful of cursing when he spurted out about his daily habits - in which most of them are bad, by his mother. Now he knows how to keep his mouth shut when and where.

Walking out of the bathroom, he ruffled his hairs with the white towel, sliding into a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, ready to go downstairs.
Descending the stairs the familiar scent of rosemary, invaded his nostrils as his lips curled upwards in a whiff.

A hum left his mouth when the sweet aroma of pancakes from the kitchen he breathed in, his mouth almost salivates upon knowing that that today, he is gonna eat pancakes.
"Honey?! why am I seeing things in the morning?" A whine escaped the male's throat as his nose scrunched lightly at his mother's teasing. "Dad~ Mom is teasing me again." He snaked his arms from behind, hugging his father, intaking a whiff of the heavy yet calming scent.

"Don't tease him, Sohee. He is not the small Jungkook anymore." He ruffled his son's hair, still reading the newspaper.

Sticking out his tongue playfully at his mother, who rolled his eyes at his son's antics, he finally settled on the dining table beside his father, who was busy reading about the profit and loss of whatever companies etcetera, and Jungkook has no interest in any of them anymore.

"So when is your exhibition postponed to now? I'm telling you kookie, that museum's owner is a total dick." A choked sound made its way out of Jungkook's vocal cords as he looked at his mother in disbelief written all over his face, gulping down some water to calm down his self.

Kang, his father, rubbed his back tsking at his careless behavior, his mother being an unfazed lady, continued plating the dishes on the dining table.

"Mom, you really need to stop watching those things on your phone now!" He picked up the maple syrup and chocolate syrup, pouring over his pile of pancakes which were basically drenched in the sweet syrups at this rate, the way Jungkook was pouring the syrups on them.

"Come on kook, don't be shy as if you don't like dicks yourself." A tsk left his fathers mouth, who was busy highlighting his newspaper.

"Seriously....in front of my pancakes mom?" Ignoring Jungkook's whining she ate her breakfast and soon Jungkook also followed.