Watched | Taekook

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Jungkook fell asleep around 2a.m. By the time that happened his bed was some kind of bed sheet jumble. He kept rolling and rolling, not finding the right position.

By the time he woke up it was still slightly dark and decided to stay in bed a little more. His alarm hadn't gone off yet so that meant it wasn't even seven in the morning.

He suspired and let his eyelids fall again. He heard a faint click from downstairs and opened his eyes alarmed. He looked at the door wide eyed trying to recall where he put the baseball bat he adored playing with when he was younger.

But he immediately ignored that as soon as he heard steps going upstairs, to where his bedroom was. He lay down and turned to his side, his back to the door. His eyes tightly closed shut. He breathed deeply trying to calm his racing heart.

He could feel the pounding in his head from how fast it was going when the handle of the door began twisting, indicating the presence of someone at the other side trying to get in.

He could only feel fear. 'Who is it? Is it the person that called me? How did they get in the house?' He thought. His mind running wild.

It was soon blank as the door finally opened and there were some steps forward, most likely towards the young boy's bed. Jungkook gulped, he couldn't move, he didn't know what to do other that make it seem as if he was sleeping.

It was silent for a few seconds and Jungkook guessed he was being watched so he did all he could to not make it evident he was scared. If he moved the person would know he was wide awake and he could end up killed or even worse.

His breath hitched when his mattress sank down a little, evidence that someone must have sat next to him. His heart accelerated even more, he wanted to scream, he wanted to open his eyes and see who the entruder was.

A hand was placed on his shoulder and he did it best to maintain his facial features still. But the next thing that happened made his heart stop.

The unknown person kissed his cheek.

He almost screamed. Keyword; Almost.

But the individual stood up and soon the sound of the door closing made his eyes popped open and let out a ragged breath.

He didn't really sleep until his alarm went off.

At seven o'clock he dragged his tired body out of the bed and got dressed in some casual clothes. He stopped before opening his door when he heard something downstairs.

'Not again' he thought, or more like prayed.

He decided to take some steps backwards and glance around his bedroom, finally deciding to unplug his lamp and grab it firmly before opening the door.

It was such a stupid scene. But who wants a bat when you have a bedside table lamp?
Jungkook would have opted for the first option, to be honest, if he knew where it was, that is.

He slowly went downstairs with a tight grip on his only source of defense. However, his frown disappeared when he looked at the kitchen, the back of a woman facing him.

"What?" he murmured but it seemed to be loud enough for the woman to turn around.
"Mum?" His eyes widened once more in delight. "Jungkook!" the black haired woman ran to him and soon enough Jungkook was turning red and gaping for some air.

"Honey, he can't breathe" A male voice said to Jungkook's right. It was his father. His mother let go of him and started kissing his forehead as if it was the first time in months.

Which was kind of true.

"Are you back?" Jungkook asked incredulously. His parents nodded with smiles on their faces and not a second later Jungkook had a big smile plastered on his face as well.

"Honey, what are you doing with the lamp?" His mother sweetly asked. Jungkook dismissed the question with a noticibly awkward laugh.

"Have you eaten well? How has been school going? Have you made friends? What about exams? Have you-" Jungkook stopped his mum with a hug  "I missed you two so much" he murmured happily.

Jungkook spent all morning before going to school talking with them. Aswering as many question as he could before it was time to go out.

As usual, it was his mother who couldn't stay quiet. His dad limited himself to listen to his son rambling on about school and friends, mostly.

It was time to go to school and Jungkook was getting ready. As he grabbed the door handle his mum spoke from behind.
"Oh, Jungkook, don't forget to tidy up your room, it's a mess, I hope you haven't been living in that condition all these months" She said shaking her head dismissively.

Jungkook frowned and asked "How do you know that?"

"I came in earlier, I wanted to give you a little surprise about us coming back but when I kissed you on the cheek you didn't move so I supposed it was a better idea to let you rest" His mum shrugged.

Jungkook felt stupid.

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Author's note:

Quick question, who's your bias?

Mine's him ⬇️

Churros!

Have a good day/night wherever you are. ❤️