jungkook

12:31

he grabbed his phone from the surface next to the computer and stood up from the spinning desk chair he was sat in.

beneath his eyes there were darker shaded bags that made his face look exhausted. he stepped over to the rack that held his jacket and slid the soft material on.

then he reached back over to the desk and snatched up the sheet of notebook paper with scrawly handwriting and shoved the piece of paper into his coat pocket.

he made his way into the fresh night air outside the building and looked to the left and to the right before jogging across the street.

his hand grasped the cold metal of the door handle and he stepped inside the convenience shop.

the girl at the counter hadn't even noticed until she heard the noise coming from the door and snapped her head up, blinking back at the familiar boy who sent her a quick grin.

then he made his way to the coffee machine, grabbed a cardboard cup, pressed a few buttons, and waited for the warm drink to fill up the cup.

the girl could just barely see that his large hands weren't as stable as usual and almost dropped the cup.

she figured it must be from his lack of sleep but brushed it off as it also could have just been her seeing it in a weird way.

despite this, he emptied his usual four packets of sugar into the cup and made his way to the counter, unexpected butterflies flapped in his stomach as he looked up at the girl behind the counter.

placing his change on the surface between the two, he also pulled out the piece of paper from his pocket and placed it down too.

he spoke but his words came out, in his opinion, rather bluntly and he would have rather said something in a much kinder tone of voice or something a little but nicer in general, but in the moment he just decided it would be best to leave.

so he made his way to the door, but not before hearing her voice as she thanked him just before leaving.