virtual reality ; jjk

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wednesday, march 9, 2016 | 10:00 pm

jungkook always had problems with falling asleep, and usually he never knew the exact reason why. yet there was one definite cause of his discomfort tonight. when he didn't know the reason for his insomnia, he would just continue to toss and turn in his bed aimlessly. but tonight, he recklessly kept kicking his covers off and angrily switching positions in his bed. he wanted to pull his hair out.

after he had texted sungeun "you're drunk," she had never replied back to him. his worry for her was sure enough to keep him up well into the night, yet, he was too afraid to text her to ask if she was okay or if she made it home safely.

jungkook hoped her friend taehyung was responsible enough to not have gotten drunk himself so he could drive her home me safely. yet jungkook wondered, if taehyung had been responsible, maybe he wouldn't have let sungeun drink tonight. his blood began to boil.

his thoughts ricocheted in his head and pounded in his brain.

"what if she's alone?"
"what if some random dudes hit on her?"
"what if she does end up with a random guy?"
"what if she doesn't make it home?"
"what if taehyung is too drunk to drive home?"

with every thought, his anger began to pile up in. jungkook, in all his power, wanted badly to be able to just drive and pick her up from the "birthday boy's" house. if's wouldn't stop replaying in his head. why would her parents let her out on a school night? he seemed so panicked jungkook began to blame everyone in this instant. when it seemed he couldn't take the anxiety any longer, he took a trip down to the kitchen in the cover of the night and made himself a cup of chamomile tea. taking a whiff of the mild, calming scent, he was able to feel placid. he only drank tea when he was stressed with things like school and couldn't sleep. tonight it was needed.

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part one; jungkook's pov