quiet » t.k

1.4. - injured

heads up, it's gonna be preeeetty tense and damn random this chapter, but it's gonna be soft in the beginning and especially in the end and you will all love me ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

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- monday -

kim woke up like usual, the screeching alarm temporarily deafening him, his brain feeling like it was shaking. he rubbed his head, fingers ruffling the rather tangled hair. his skinny legs threw themselves off the bed, the rest of his body following thereafter.

"damn nightmares.." the male sighed, head pounding and dried tears staining his eyesockets. the nightmares wouldn't come less frequently, though he had a stuffed animal that used to help him as a child. he did notice the other week at the sleepover that he didn't revisit his dream when jungkook laid by him. it didn't shock him, seeing as he always slept with his brother when he had the chance. then he would escape the mares.

it was just that it was with jungkook that shocked him. maybe his brain doesn't process who it is and just sees it as a protection? yeah. that's got to be it.

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he sat in the classroom with his palm on his cheek, sighing, he look back on a recent yet finished sketch. it was - surprisingly - a human, a kind of portrait. but it has his usual style of course, dark shades everywhere made with sloppy lines. it was a rather good sketch, so good he planned on keeping it the way it is.

he decided to flip through the pages from the start of the book, starting with the very first drawing of first year in highschool, back at omega highschool. he smiled, looking back at the drawing. he'd drawn it when he passed a kitten on the way home, a pitch black kitten with captivating grass green eyes. it was messy and uneven, and could be used as an example of art improvement if you compared it to the recent drawings and sketches.

he raised his head when he heard the door shut closed, seeing mr heechul make his way towards the front desk. he hadn't noticed that students had already filled the classroom, being too into admiring his past work - it not being that incredibly bad like even older drawings.

the usually calm man, now looking quite excited, gazed over the classroom with his brown - almost black orbs. he took a deep breath before slamming his hands on the desk. "open page three hundred and ninety four." said the adult in english with a british accent, making a few of the students laugh out loud, knowing he was referring to. taehyung included, but he didn't laugh, he only chuckled with his hand in front of his face.

jungkook that hadn't a clue why it was so funny, tapped taehyung that he had noticed was chuckling. taehyung got his attention on the younger, raising a confused brow. "why is it so funny?"

"you haven't seen harry potter?" said taehyung, almost gasping. "no? what, should i?" taehyung nodded frantically, slightly tapping his fingers a little too hard on the desk. "yes!" said the male rather hastily. how can you not have watched harry potter? he thought, keeping it in his head instead of saying it out loud. afraid it'd offend the younger.

jungkook nodded slowly, leaning back in his seat. "i'll watch it then." kim grinned and gave him a thumbs up, heart pounding faster than usual. well, it was usual when jungkook was around, and it scared him.