clandestine ⇾ jjk.kth

13.

P.O.V.
˚₊✩‧₊ jeon jungkook ₊‧✩₊˚
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Jungkook's fingers were like lightning flashing over the keys of his second generation macbook. The heavy bags under his eyes were extremely prominent this morning, but yet he still didn't feel one ounce of drowsiness sneak upon him. He obviously didn't get any sleep last night just by the looks of his appearance, damn his prone to overthink mentality. Maybe if he didn't take things to heart all the time he wouldn't have this issue.

Fuck it.

He shook his head nonchalantly, keeping his attention on his computer screen. He was just beginning to set up an account on kokao. It wasn't complex, Jungkook's brain was just being super slow this morning. Something that should be taking him one minute is taking him twenty instead. He had used every part of his brain for some sort of thinking in the past 27 hours, and he was mentally exhausted. Surprisingly, still not physically.

Taehyung had left their shared dorm early this morning, while Jungkook was pretending to be fast sleep in his grasp. It was roughly just on the brisk of dawn when he just up and left. Jungkook was trying his best not to question it, and focusing more on what he could do now that he wasn't here. Which is what led him to making this account. Jungkook assumed he took his phone in the first place to cut off all contact, because it's not like the younger used it for anything else. So he had to keep this kokao thing on an all time low, a.k.a do everything he possibly could to keep Taehyung from getting suspicious. (a/n i swear if any of u emo stans comment im gonna).

Jungkook let out a collective sigh of relief when he realized he had gotten to the last question, quickly clicking the blue 'finish' button in the bottom left hand corner. His profile was pretty cute, if he could say so himself. His username was 'jeongguk26' with a cute picture of Jungkook and his dog pepper from 2 years ago. The picture was taken on the exact day Jungkook had received him from his mother as a birthday gift. You could practically see the happiness radiate from his eyes, clenched up into his overbearing gummy smile.

Growing up, Jungkook had always wanted a dog. He would beg his mother for one every morning when he woke up, before he went to school, when he came home, before he went to bed, there was not one day that went by where the small energized boy didn't bounce up to his mother to ask that one and only question. The same exact answer always fell from his mother's baby pink lips too, with a light chuckle following after. "No, Jungkook, I'm sorry. You know we can't get a puppy, your father has allergies."

And it was true, Jungkook's father did have terrible allergies. It was a very good reason to not have a puppy in the Jeon household, but they didn't have to worry about that anymore.

The day Jungkook's mother came through the front door with a small, white puppy in hand, Jungkook's life grew so much brighter. He couldn't thank his mother enough for such a wonderful present. But since Jungkook has been away for school recently, he hasn't seen him in what feels like years. Although, he was surely positive his mother was taking great care of his literal entire world.

Jungkook smiled at his picture again, before heading to the search bar and typing in Jimin's username. The elder had written it on a crumpled piece of napkin from the café a day prior, and when Jungkook arrived back home he made sure to slip it into the crease of his laptop before he was forced to bed.

It visibly read 'jiminie95' in his somewhat sloppy handwriting, the blue ink smearing slightly across the sheet. It was cute though; at least that's what the younger thought.

When Jungkook finally found his profile, he typed out and him a quick message, just simply reading 'hi'. So far, Jungkook only knew Jimin's user, so this profile was kinda a pointless outlet to use to talk to anyone else. At least he didn't have to live the rest of his long, boring life without any source of electronic communication. He was pretty sure he would actually be dead on the carpet of this dorm by the end of his trip.