Jungkook
Jungkook's body ached as his feet pounded the practice room floor for what was surely the millionth time. But he welcomed the pain, he welcomed anything that stopped his brain thinking. At four in the morning he was alone in a dimly lit studio, praying that at some point he would pass out from exhaustion. It seemed the only way he would get any sleep. A million unconstructive thoughts had been fliting through his mind for hours and he just couldn't seem to shake them off.
It wasn't the first time he had felt this way. It was hard to stay positive all the time when lived so closely with six guys and a pretty extensive entourage. Every single one of them had their bad days, it just happened to be his turn. But Jungkook knew they had a busy day ahead. If he could just shake his thoughts and get a little bit of shut-eye, then he would be back on his game.
One overzealous twist on the dance floor, saw him stumble to the ground and with that, the boy had his wish. With a lack of energy, all Jungkook could do, was crawl over to the mirrored wall and lean against it. His laboured breath and sweat soaked clothes proof of the effort he had put in. He afforded himself a small smile at his achievement, then closed his eyes, drifting off almost instantly
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Blackout (A Jikook fanfic)
Fiksi PenggemarWithout sight, Jungkook had to be content with his other senses. With what he could hear, what he could touch and with what he could taste.
