𝘜𝘔𝘉𝘙𝘌𝘓𝘓𝘈 ; jikook

五

**don't forget to read the -time**

-hours before Jungkook showed up at Jimin's

Jungkook's mom,

was shocked. Ever since they visited the doctor for a check up she forced Jungkook to do, he always locked himself in his room.

He didn't eat for whole days, probably didn't sleep either, didn't shower, he did nothing. His mother cooked delicious meals, put her whole heart into cooking for her son, she told the maids to do other stuff and that she would cook from now on, she worked the nights in order to be with Jungkook as much as possible.

But the boy didn't come out from his room. His mom cried inside, but on the outside, she smiled. Her beautiful bunny smile was plastered on her face when she came into Jungkook's room.

She didn't want her son to feel even more like he's a burden. She wanted her little bunny to smile like the good old days, she wanted to hear that beautiful laugh of his more, she missed the old Jungkook.

Eight days passed just like that. One hundred and ninety-two minutes passed. Eleven-thousand, five-hundred and twenty seconds passed by and the brown haired boy was lost in his room.

He wanted to smile.
He wanted to be happy.
He wanted to talk to Jimin hyung.
He wanted to braid his mother's beautiful hair.
He wanted to be like the old Jungkook.

He kept on crying.
He kept on lying to himself.
He kept on locking himself up in his room.
He kept on staying awake until his head felt like it was going to explode with the massive amount of thoughts, all of them being negative.

But he was tired of this Jungkook.
Eight days passed by already and knowing that he didn't have all the time in the world, he stood up from his bed, walked over to his own bathroom, took off his used clothes and put them into the laundry before he climbed inside the shower and turned on the water.

The cold water landed on his bare body, coldness surrounding his sweaty body as he closed his eyes, enduring the pain of sticking cold,pouring water.

The water slowly turned warm as Jungkook smiled through the process. He needed to make the best out of the situation he was put in. He needed to spend his days being happy, doing what he always had dreamt of.

After five minutes, the boy came out from the hot shower and dried his hair with a white towel before putting the towel around his waist. He walked out of the bathroom and met a pair of warm eyes that were glistening.

"oh-hey mummy"

He smiled at her as she smiled back.

"jungkookie, thank you for being so strong"

the boy snorted.

"mom!!! you're being weird"

the laugh of his precious role model made him smile again.

"sorry, I will be downstairs,okay?"

he nodded as he went towards his wardrobe.

"wait for me, we can eat lunch together"