It was 9 pm and jungkook found himself in bed.
Gnawing his left cheek as he was anxious to talk to his hyung.
To have that ever so rehearsed exchange of simple words in his head that took place in his room every night before.
9:05.
He still wasn't there
9:10
Not a single sign of him.
9:15
No.
9:20
No.
9:25
No.
9:30
No.
... You could name every fucking hour on that damn clock too which jungkook stayed up waiting for him. Waiting for his goodnight kiss
But he never came.
