Mental

5

11:48 PM. Jungkook slowly woke up to his pitch black room, well, besides the alarm clock's bright red light brushing over his face. He rubbed his eyes for a moment and sat up a bit, seeing a crack of hazy lights coming from under his shut door. He knew he remembered turning all the lights off before going to bed. Were his parents home?

It was Friday, right? They usually didn't show up until Saturday evenings. Or was it Saturday? No. It was Friday, Jungkook remembered going to school hours ago. Why were his parents home then? Did their schedules change or something?

Quietly, he removed his legs from the warm sheets and over the side of his bed, feet gently touching the fluffy rug. He tip toed his way to the shut door, pressing his ear against it.

"Yeah, I couldn't believe he did that." His mother was talking brazenly.
Jungkook heard a feminine voice coming from near the outside of his door. "I didn't think he could be this bad." Then, his father spoke. "A disappointment."

They were talking about him weren't they? He knew they were. He felt his chest tighten, the feeling he'd get when someone was talking bad. Jungkook turned the knob, opening his door with his bottom lip between his teeth. He had to make sure his parents weren't pissed with him. Especially his father.

Jungkook glanced around, not seeing his mother in sight. The hallway lights were on but... his mother, his father, no where near his room. "Hey Jeongguk," His mother came out of her shared bedroom she had with her husband. "Did you hear us come in? Sorry we woke you up." She sighed with tiredness, crossing her arms and standing in front of Jungkook.

"Oh.. no, it's okay. Um.. were you talking to dad about what I did in class..?" Jungkook's head dropped low, starting to play with his hands nervously. Well, guess he was in big trouble now. Just.. what his punishment would be is what gave Jungkook anxiety. He knew his father would practically kill him. He then started to play with the end of his orange creamcicle colored nightshirt.

"What..? What are you talking about? We were talking about our day at work. Not you. What do you mean about what you did in class?" His mother seemed genuinely confused. She was telling the truth.

"But.. I heard you talking about me. Just a few moments ago." Jungkook pulled his head up, looking his mother straight in the eyes. He knew he heard talking.

"Something wrong here? Why aren't you asleep, Jeongguk?" His father furrowed his eyebrows as he walked up to his wife and son, tie a bit loose since he was about to take it off from a long day at work.

"Nothing. It's nothing. I'm sorry, I'm going back to bed." Jungkook quickly stepped backwards into his room and shut his door. Locking it too.

He scrambled in the dark back to his bed and plopped on it, burying himself under the covers and squishing his cheek against his pillow. He turned on his side, facing the alarm clock. He was watching each minute change.

It didn't make sense. He swore he heard his parents talking about him. Their voices were audible through the door. He knew his mother's voice. He knew she was saying something. Though, she did look so fucking confused about what he mentioned. Then something hit him.

His mom and dad were in their bedroom. Jungkook physically witnessed his mother walk out of the room, coming up to him. Their voices would've been muffled if he heard them talk from the bedroom. No, he heard audible talking close from outside his door. When he opened the door, no one was in sight. Why would his mother talk in the hallway with her husband and then they both quickly run back to their room when Jungkook opened the door? It didn't add up. Not at all .

Was he in dream land or some shit? He must have been half asleep right? Maybe he was having one of those lucid dreams? Yeah, that made logical sense.

There was no way he was hearing voices.

Lucid dream, yeah. That was probably it. A sigh of relief came out from Jungkook's mouth, practically thanking God, if there was one, that it didn't actually happen. Now, he could go back to sleep in peace without worrying about his parents knowing what he did in Biology class.

Jungkook closed his eyes and started to fall asleep again, decently happy. Tomorrow was Saturday, fuck yeah!