In the dark room, even the ticking of the clock had a relaxing feeling as if it was a heart beat beating steadily. There was silence in the dark room, a place to rest without consequence.
The darkness in that way was like a sanctuary, a place to recharge and forget the things that the world said had to be done.
The grey curtains were closed, resulting in no light to illuminate the room. While the air was cold and heavy, just like any other day.
The bedsheets was crumbled as the figure layed on them, eyes closed peacefully as the white silk duvet covered the body.
It was all tranquil until a loud horn disturbed it all. A sudden rush of birds was also heard as they must be sitting on the branches of the trees but were interrupted by the piercing noise.
Then there was another horn and another, till it made a total of six times. Although it was a lot disturbing yet the person didn't stop.
While the figure laying on the bed stretched their arms and legs, body twisting as the bed sinked more.
As he rouse from a heavy slumber he was first aware of coolness of the air and its loamy fragrance.
Upon waking, Jungkook burrowed himself into the warm, soft sheets. He rubbed the remainders of sleep from his eyes and slowly and reluctantly, he uncovers his face which was covered by the duvet.
He blinks, closes his eyes, and blinks again.
On opening his eyes, light and coloured fills his vision. He roams his eyes around the room as a sudden rush of numbness and coldness envelops his body.
Nobody would feel warm after sleeping naked for hours with just a cover over their body, and so was he, numb and cold.
Jungkook sits up and drags his feet off the bed, the ground instantly feels lumpy as if he was on a bed of earth and rocks.
He then stumbles, holding his head with his right hand he closes his eyes shut tightly. Upon trying to remember what had happened last night, he gets a blur image of a woman.
He remembers her smile, he remembers her bringing home but all in a blur and he also remembers her name or that's what he thought he did.
Who was it?
Soonmi?
Hayoon?
Jiwoo?
No, no it must be Minseo.
Jungkook shakes his head, getting frustrated on trying to remember her name. But, he did not lose sight of one thing.
Jungkook vividly remembers her curves and body under him, panting heavily as her eyes were closed.
Upon recalling the previous night, he grins as his thoughts invade his mind completely until another horn was heard.
Irritatedly he makes his way towards the window, pulling the curtains on each side as light and heat penetrate the room.
Is an instant he brings his hand up and blocks the light, still not used to the morning brightness. He then gazes out of the window at the horizon, its vivid light extending out in the crimson and rosy sky.
Its supposed to be beautiful but he finds it strange. Even hard to find something so meaningful in something so every-day.
Jungkook sighs, there is a fleeting moment when he feels himself as a whole again but it evaporates faster than the summer rain off the burnt earth.
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Neighbour | kth ✔
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