"What you are striving for is impossible. There is no such thing as perfect."
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begun: 11/5/2019
concluded: ???
4th in @multifandompride contest hosted by @SugaWithThatTae
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Jungkook sluggishly held up the second banana milk of the day so that it sat only an inch away from his nose. He had no intention of drinking it what so ever. He just didn't know what to do with himself as he laid in the middle of the floor in one of the training rooms, waiting for the others to arrive. The director had told the team to quickly fit in a sparring session together so they could familiarise themselves with each other. If this was a normal day he would be already up and about in the training deck, practising his skills but that wasn't an option today. His body was too weak to cope with such demanding movements and he needed to save his energy for the mission tomorrow.
Because of this, his mind slipped into oblivion. Something it always did when he wasn't busy being occupied with something else.
Bringing his arm up from resting on the floor, Jungkook moved the second carton of banana milk so it rested on his chest. He watched the yellow container move up and down, following the pattern of his breathing. The heat that was building up in the training room was becoming quite suffocating for the Virtue wielder so his breathing was somewhat sporadic and quick.
His examined his hands which were littered with scratches. If he was to move his white long sleeve up only slightly you would be able to see the beginnings of the countless bandages that were wrapped around his body. He was sure a few would scar.
A few seconds passed until he finally decided to finish off the drink. Opening his mouth, his plopped the straw inside and began to finish off his drink mindlessly. A sweet hum of happiness escaped his lips as he savoured the cool feeling the drink provided as it made its way down his throat. He was soo entranced by the cool sensation created by the sweet liquid he became completely oblivious to the world around him.
"You helping the janitors clean the floors Kook?" He was so out of it he even missed the sound of the sliding doors open, as well as the loud thumping of Jin and Jimin entering the room. It was only then when Jimin spoke up did Jungkook finally realise their presence.
"I mean I had nothing else to you do." Jungkook sleepily replied back. He felt himself being hoisted up by his elder and allowed himself to sit up properly. His gaze finding it's way to the clock sitting on the war. "You guys are late." He sighed.
"Yeah sorry, was waiting for the king of tardiness over there." Jin chuckled before pointing to Jimin who was mindlessly pacing the lengths of the training room.
"Okay, I'm not that bad." Jimin rolled his eyes before flicking open his fan to provide himself with a cool breeze. "Namjoon isn't even here yet."
"I guess you are right, where is that man anyway?" Jin took a seat on the bench just a metre away from were Jungkook was sitting. The elder had to do a double take and process the fact that if Jungkook had taken just one more step he would have been laying on a clean bench instead of the dirty floor. Shrugging it off as normal behaviour for their youngest, Jin let out a groan of discomfort. "And why is it so hot in here?"
