little space to ease your soul. ☆〜（ゝ。∂）
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jungkook sighed, taking off the bulky headphones. it's been almost three hours since he had entered his studio to record the chorus and so forth for his solo song, 'still with you.'
his throat was aching from the numerous times he had tried to record. "fuck." he groaned. his hands covered his face as he leaned back in the large office chair.
the boy was starting to get discouraged. this was his second day in recording. he couldn't get past the second verse, he was out of breath at that point and even with a break he would start at the wrong pitch or stumble over his words.
he ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head. "this is ridiculous. i can't believe this is taking me more than two days to do this." jungkook told himself. as strong as the maknae seemed on camera, wanting to act as positive as he could - that wasn't always the picture and that goes for every member.
times like this is when jungkook felt awful about himself. the boy wasn't the type to get overwhelmed so easily.
"stop, stop. it's such a simple task, i should be able to do this. this is pathetic." he scoffed to himself, invalidating his feelings. jungkook did this quite often. abandon what he truly feels just to get the job done.
it didn't work this time though. as he listened to the recording back, he detested it. it sounded dreadful to his ears.
jungkook was such in a vulnerable situation. he had no one to rant to about his situation.
when he tried one last time and loathed it, he knew it wasn't worth trying again. he was done for today. he sat on the small comfortable that was pressed against the wall in his studio.
he looked at the floor and kept quiet. when he reclined back he let out a whine and sat back up. the boy looked behind him and moved the pillow aside that he was going to rest on.
"what the- oh. i don't remember leaving you here. might as well give me use." jungkook reclined back down on the couch, the kitten stuffy in his arms. when he brought it close to his face he immediately thought of someone.
yoongi.
it smelled like his cologne. jungkook wondered if he was still in the building but as of now he didn't feel the need to go to him. "i bet hyung put you in here on purpose." he commented,
petting it's fur.
the boy got comfortable on the couch, now laying down, head resting on the arm rest and arms stretched out, the stuffy still in his hands.
"koo don't think he did good today.. mm.. 'm f-feel sad 'c-cause wanna do good b-but koo can't.." sniffles filled the room when the boy finished his sentence. at times he wouldn't even realize when he slipped, times like right now. he brought the stuffy close to his chest as tears streamed down his cheeks.
