—Jungkook hated being called 4. He was, completely and totally, 4 and a half. He didn't like being treated like a baby, and he didn't need his mom to tell him to remember to pack his toothbrush for the 3rd time. Kook and his family would be moving from Chicago, Illinois to Ada Oklahoma. A twelve hour drive. The Jeon family would be moving due to the recent death of their older son, Jeon Jung-Hyun. Jungkook and his brother had always gotten along, and he hadn't understood where his brother had gone. Jung-Hyun had always gone on school trips, but when his mother and father had left in all black 4 days ago, Jungkook knew something was off. They'd packed their car full, Jungkook's telescope hanging over the back seat, his toy spaceship in his hand. He had always had a love for space, he knew he'd go there one day. Jungkook had made 4 different cardboard spaceships, but he'd only be bringing one along. His most beloved and first creation. He had no clue that this box would spark a friendship, deeper than any galaxy. More beautiful than any star.
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AUTHORS NOTE// bRo ik it's cringy, just let the plot build. 🗿🗿 ily
