The Prince In Black and Gold (Taekook)
ep 1
In house with the cute boy sleeping Jungkook's alarm rang loudly, dragging him from his peaceful sleep. His room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the morning sunlight slipping through the curtains. He blinked a few times, adjusting to the new day, before his eyes fell on the digital clock: 7:30 AM.
He groaned, burying his face in the soft pillow, the warmth of his blankets pulling him back to a deep, peaceful slumber. But the alarm rang again—louder this time.
With a dramatic sigh, Jungkook flopped over and smacked the snooze button, eyes still closed, unwilling to leave the cozy cocoon of his bed. But when the clock displayed 7:35 AM, a small gasp escaped his lips.
Kookie
Oh no! I’m going to be late for school!”
He shot out of bed, messy hair sticking up like a bunny’s tail, and stumbled into the bathroom to quickly splash his face with cold water. Jungkook was always the kind of guy who couldn’t quite manage to wake up gracefully, but today, he was in a bigger rush than usual
He dressed quickly, tossing on his uniform with mismatched socks, and barely had time to grab his backpack before rushing downstairs.
His mother was already in the kitchen, stirring something in a bowl. She smiled when she saw him rush in.
Jk mother
“Jungkook, breakfast is ready! You’re in a hurry again today 🙂😒
Kookie
Yeah, Mom, I’m so late!”
Jungkook mumbled, mouth full of toast as he quickly shoveled it into his mouth, trying to be as efficient as possible.
Jk mother
(chuckling softly while watching him scramble around). “You should have woken up earlier, you know.”
Kookie
(grinned sheepishly) You’re right… but I was having such a nice dream about… I don’t know, being on a beach, I guess? Maybe I was a lifeguard? It was weird.”
Jk mother
(laughed, shaking her head.)Well, next time, set your alarm five minutes earlier so you don’t have to rush like this.”
Kookie
Will do my beautiful queen 😘
Jk mother
(Raised an eyebrow )🤨 is this a way of you saying never doing it you brat
Kookie
Me never heheh 🤭 bye 👋 mum love u
Jk mother
Yah yah hurry up ( while shaking her head with a smile )
Jungkook grabbed his bag, kissed her on the cheek, and darted out the door, his shoes barely even tied. He turned a corner and saw the school gates in the distance. The bell was ringing, signaling that he was officially late.
Kookie
No, no, no…” ( muttered, his heart pounding in his chest as he sped up.)
Jungkook finally arrived, his breath coming in quick gasps. He barely made it past the gates before they closed behind him. He quickly glanced at his watch—8:05 AM. He was five minutes late.
he thought to himself with a sigh of relief, before quickly making his way to his first class. The usual chaos of students moving between hallways greeted him. His best friend, jimin , was already leaning against a locker, looking at his phone.
Jimin
Late again?" (raising an eyebrow as Jungkook walked up)
Kookie
(shot him with a cute pound )You know me. If I’m on time, something’s goes wrong
Jimin
(shook his head with a grin.) You’re lucky you’re cute, or I’d be worried about you.”
Kookie
(smile tugging at his lips.)
Kookie
“Alright, let’s get to class. I swear, one of these days I’ll actually make it here on time,” (while grabbing jimins arm and pulling him towards their classroom)
As the day went on, Jungkook drifted through his lessons, not really paying attention to anything in particular. His mind was still foggy from the rushed morning, and the exhaustion from staying up late the night before was taking its toll.
His eyes kept drifting to the clock at the front of the room, counting down the minutes until he could finally go home. But something about the usual routine felt... off today. He couldn’t place it. It was like there was a subtle shift in the air—something he couldn’t put his finger on, but it made him feel restless.
The bell finally rang, signaling the end of the school day. Jungkook grabbed his bag and hurried out, eager to get home and rest.
As he walked outside, the warm afternoon sun greeted him, but his mind was elsewhere, thinking about nothing and everything at once. He decided to take the longer walk home, needing the extra time to clear his head.
He walked through the quiet streets, hands in his pockets, the distant hum of cars and the occasional voice in the air.
He paused by the small park near his house, feeling a strange pull. The swing set creaked in the breeze, and the air smelled like fresh grass. He glanced at the empty bench nearby, but something about it seemed different and strange but decided to brush it off
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