In which an innocent and kindhearted boy struggles to deal with his lifelong deafness.
Not because being deaf is hard, but because bullies torment him.
He feels alone until someone new comes into his life and makes him feel like he can hear everythi...
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"They say love at first site doesn't exist...but do they really know...have they ever been in love?"
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The Boy
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Curious
eager to know or learn something.
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Jungkook sighed as he threw his backpack on, almost falling over from the impact.
He giggled a bit at his clumsiness and walked into Yoongis room. He went to do another crazy jump but he stopped midway.
Yoongis eyes were swollen, dark bags of purple laid right underneath. Jungkook gasped and went closer to his brother, the elder was visibly exhausted.
Jungkook pouted, a wave of sadness and guilt filled him up, questions of blame filling his head. He pulled the covers over the elder. Soon walking to the bedroom door. He put a hand on it, knowing that leaving alone was not aloud. Jungkook shook his head and left anyways.
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The streets were packed, people dressed in fancy suits, wearing expensive watches and talking on their phones, being angry for unknown reasons, Jungkook reading their lips and cringing at the vial words escaping their mouths.
The air was cold, it hit you in the face with bitter winds that made your whole face shiver at its ice cold blast. Jungkooks small body shivered at the feelings of the slowly changing weather, he wasn't used to this type of weather..at all. He was more not used to being in a coat, and he was also used to being in a car in these times.
It was to prevent him from becoming sick, Yoongi did everything to prevent it. He was even skeptical of school because of all the germs.
Yoongi, was overprotective of Jungkook, and for good reason. If the younger got sick, he'd be hospitalized, in a life death situation.
The wind only grew worse, and Jungkook couldn't even see in front of him. There we're no signs of people. It was just a foggy looking, cold mess. Jungkook put his hands on his arms trying to warm himself up. His hands were shaking, they were pale. His lips mixed between a blue and purple color that took away the life in his perfect pink ones. Jungkooks skinny body shivered more and more, his every step slowing as the weathers air went from a slight cold to a brutal snow.
