No Time To Heal [BTS J.Jk]

XV

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„-Kook."

„-up, Kook."

„Wake up, Kook."

Soft hands gently shook him by his shoulders to wake him up while someone else tried to tickle him awake.

Jungkook groaned and rubbed his eyes as he stretched his back. He mentally prepared himself as he opened his eyes.

Fortunately, no one had turned on the lights.

But unfortunately, it didn't matter whether he got blended or not because he couldn't see in the dark anyway.

„Ah, Jungkookie woke up!" A very familiar voice called out.

He could hear people talking and moving and dishes being placed on a table.

He was still lying on two laps, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he finally could tell that he was lying on the '95 liners' laps.

Seems like Yoongi and Hobi somehow swapped places with Taehyung and Jimin without waking him up.

Jungkook slowly sat up and put his legs down so Jimin wouldn't have to put up with his weight any longer.

„Slept well, Kookie?" Hope asked as he stepped out of the Kitchen.

But instead of answering, Jungkook just nodded ever so slowly.

He was too busy concentrating on the missing voice. It's not there. It stopped.

Why did it stop?

It's irritating. It's very irritating. The voice that accompanied him everywhere, that didn't leave him alone even a second, was now gone.

Or was it just simply silent? So silent that he couldn't hear it?

But who was he to complain? It was finally the first time since what felt like ages that he could relax without being judged and criticized every second.

That's what he hoped at least.

„Kook, cmon! Let's go; Jin already finished cooking." Jimin announced as he stood up and dragged the maknae by his hand.

As they silently sat down together, Jin passed everyone their bowl of rice.

Dinner went by pretty peaceful with everyone chatting and playfully bickering.

There were even times where Jungkook would genuinely chuckle, snicker, or even laugh at his hyungs silliness.

This was what he wanted — just peaceful and happy moments with his hyungs.

No stress. No nothing.

But he knew that it wouldn't last forever. Nothing can last forever.

And as if he called for it, Namjoon announced something that would unknowing to everyone change his daily life forever.

„Ok, so guy. I talked to the manager, and we decided that we wouldn't go to dance practice tomorrow."

„...Why?"

No one was really against the sudden change, but that didn't stop them from being curious. Why would they cancel a dance practice right before the BBMAs?