Hungry ➵ Taekook -DISCONTINUED-

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Let me down easy, let me down slow.

Jungkook lies in bed and subconsciously bobs his head to the calm music that fills his bedroom. He knows the song by heart, and it still has this weird effect on him. The harmonic voices of the American duo soothe him in an indefinable way. He can feel his muscles relax, head sinking deeper into the fluffy pillow.

If all good things ever come and go.

That's when the first message ticks in, the blue screen of his phone lighting up the dark room.

Unknown number (6:40pm):

Hey.

It's Kim Taehyung.

You told me to text you.

A small smile creeps onto Jungkooks face. He doesn't know that the blonde had sat in his own room for about half an hour figuring out what the hell to write, and then another twenty minutes debating whether he should write anything at all.

Jungkook (6:41pm):

Heyy

What you doin'?

Unknown number (6:43pm):

Not much, really. . .

Just homework

What about you?

Jungkook (6:43pm):

Listening to music

Unknown number (6:43pm):

Whatcha listening to?

Jungkook (6:44pm)

Tall Heights

The song is called Spirit Cold

Unknown number (6:45pm):

I'll check it out

Jungkook (6:45):

Check out River Wide too while you're at it

read at 6:45

Taehyung leaves him on read -- something, might I add, that Jungkook isn't all too familiar with -- and after ten minutes have passed he figures that the blonde either fell asleep or went to get something to eat or got abducted by aliens, all of which sound absurd because why would someone choose that over talking with him?