Time.
Everyone was trying to save it or make use of it, they were either trying to spend it with loved ones or trying to use it to excel more in life, to become better versions of themselves─however they perceive the word 'better' is different of course, but that doesn't matter because in the end, they all had a purpose.
And I was no different now.
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"Yura"
"Hey, Yura"
"Hellooooo"
"Oh sorry" I said as I shook the fog out of my head.
"I zoned out"
"You need to keep your head straight, we're almost out of the woods here" Jungkook sighed in exhaustion, melting into a bean bag behind me "Why the hell did we choose to be economics majors"
"We probably just mindlessly repeated our mothers' line of work, no independent thinking here, no sir" I joke as I continue to jot down a few more points for the lecture I was studying.
"More like you did, I just followed you here as a Plan B, in case being a professional athlete doesn't work out"
"I can just see it, the lights, the cameras, everyone cheering my name 'Jungkook we love you aaaaa'" Jungkook continued wiping a fake tear from his eye, while simulating a 'thank you' wave.
"Idealistic moron"
"You always say this and then never miss a game, you're always sitting front row too and wear JJK paraphernalia"
"You're my biggest fan, aren't you?" he smirks as he gets up from the ugly orange bean bag.
I turn around and throw my pencil at him in annoyance. Arrogant asshole.
"It's true though, I even saw you crying when I scored the winning shot last game" Jungkook chuckled as the pencil lightly hit his now very ripped torso.
"I hate you."
"You literally love me the most, but sure if it makes you sleep better" He says as he moves forward to lean next to me on the wooden lounge room table.
"The hate in my heart makes me sleep oh so blissfully at night" I say as I turn my face towards him. What a beautiful man, always has been and always will be.
I lean in for a kiss and it feels the same way as it always does. Like a tiny joy that develops with each new kiss. No one kiss is special, no one kiss makes sparks fly but all the kisses together represent something much more meaningful and much more grounded each time.
He breaks the kiss gently and then goes up to my forehead landing a peck there as well. "Okay c'mon we're gonna be late now"
"Oh shit you're right" I exclaim as I frantically collect my stuff and place it into my bag.
This is one of the few subjects we have left before graduating and that Professor Ming is just waiting for excuses to fail people.
"I'll be damned if I let that napoleon complex having motherfucker fail me for being late today"
"Whatever that means" Jungkook says as he trails behind me, blissfully clueless.
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"Oh you're back!" My mum exclaims as she places the food she was prepping at the kitchen counter "I thought you kids were gonna be out until late today"
