Jungkook
Jungkook shoveled clothes from his laundry baskey and shoved them onto the floor, searching for the black skinny jeans he'd worn Thursday night. Nothing. He reached the bottom of the basket and sighed slumping onto the ground. He began tossing them back into the bucket, double checking for the pants before scurrying to his laundry room and slamming open the dryer. He shoveled out the dry clothes (some hoodies still slightly damp) and groaned quietly. White chunks of wet paper coated a pair of black pants and were scattered over articles of clothing. He had thrown the autographs of his heroes in the wash.
He dropped to the ground and rested his throbbing head against the icy machine. Another mistake to mark off his sucky life list. He fell back on the ground and clutched his hair as hot wet tears rushed down his cheeks and dripped into his mouth, tasting of salt and sadness.
He'd really fucked up. Again.
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FanfictionHis mouth flew without his brain's revision and he would have laughed at the words that he spat out had they not been perfect. He would have cringed, thrown up, and cried at the words that burst from his lips had they not made Min Yoongi smile. "So...
