SAVE ME | jjk

crap

Author POV

Jungkook's eyes were hurting from concentrating on the poorly illuminated sheet of paper in front of him for too long. After trying for a long time, he gave up on the idea of sleep, too many thoughts wandering through his head after today's events.

He took a look at the jawline he was drawing, just to erase it fully, shaking his head in dissatisfaction.

Jungkook tried to put as many details as possible into the drawing, scared that one day he won't remember the face of his friend.

I don't want her to be depressed, please look after her.

The tip of Jungkook's pencil broke by the pressure the male was applying without realizing as Yoongi's voice ghosted once again in his mind.

Protect, my ass.

He took another of his many pencils to aggressively shade the figure's hair.

She' terrible, irresponsible, irrational, ungrateful, how am I supposed to look after her?

The brown haired male tried to ease his guilty consciousness but eventually gave up when he stared into his drawing's cold eyes. With a sigh, he decided to try falling asleep again but a noise made him stop in his movement.

It was a familiar noise to him, the sound of clinking glass, more precisely of clinking glass bottles

Jungkook's body shot up in bed, not believing his ears. After some silence he shook his head, thinking his senses were playing tricks on him since it couldn't be, could it?

The male was sadly too familiar with the sound of clinking glass since that's usually the indication of Yoongi getting up at night and drinking in the kitchen, breaking cups and bottles in the progress.

Is this real?

Jungkook's heart beat rapidly against his chest when he made his way to his door, a mixture of excitement and fear bubbling in his stomach.

He hesitated to open the door but the second he heard another sound of clinking glass he was sure that his mind wasn't playing with him and he quickly exited his room.

Full with excitement, the male arrived in the dimly lighted living room. As expected, he saw several bottles in a row on top of the kitchen counter. Shortly after, his eyes spotted a figure searching through the cupboards.

Hyung?

Jungkook debated about breaking into tears right on the spot or waiting until he was in his friend's arms. His mind was too clouded with happiness and his eyes slightly teary so that he had no control over what he was doing. His feet brought him fast into the kitchen to stand in front of the figure, with the opened cupboard door between their faces.

Hyung.

"Hyung?"

The brown haired male tried to catch the other's attention impatiently, he waited too desperately for this moment.

However, the next second the addressed person closed the cupboard, now revealing their tired face.

"Cloe?!"

Jungkook jumped a step back, a shocked expression on his face while the other just giggled.

"Jungkookie, you st-startled me!"

The girl smiled and hiccuped while placing her newfound cup onto the counter, almost missing it.

What in hell?