Jungkook held his breath, pacing back and forth.
Every few seconds he'd glance out the huge viewing window in Yoongi's apartment, anticipating the older boys' return.
It had been over two hours now.
Did it really take that long to get masculine products?
You know...like, men stuff.
The younger boy knew Yoongi was also getting him some items for his body pain. Jungkook still had sore ribs, multiple aches and pains all over the place. Although, at least he was doing a bit better currently.
Jungkook allowed a breathy huff escape his pouty lips, his physique plopping down onto one of the couches nearby the steamy window.
The rain was picking up.
The rythem of the pattering against the window was starting to leak into Jungkook's ears unexpectedly.
Jungkook shook his leg, letting it vibrate up and down as he anxiously brushed his fingers over the end of the armrest.
tap.
tap.
tap tap.
Jungkook turned his head ever so slightly.
Was someone tapping at the window?
Silly, just the rain.
"I guess if hyung won't be back soon, I can take a nap.." Jungkook whispered to himself out loud, sinking deeply into the crevices of the couch he was on.
He fell asleep.
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Fanfictionpick a number from one to seven. the number you choose reveals something about you. an au where yoongi watches jungkook go slowly down the path to insanity. but most importantly, who will you watch go down the path to insanity? or will you even no...
