There was a gentle knock at Jungkook's bedroom door, before it was cracked, his mother's face peaking in, only to see her son curled up under the covers, face barely peeking out as he kept it in a book.
She cooed, walking in, catching Jungkook's attention, who set the book down next to his pillow and pulled the blanket up even more.
"What were you reading?"
"Just something for class." Jungkook yawned, bringing his hand up to tap on his mouth, then smacking his lips as he nuzzled into the pillow.
His mother smiled, running her fingers through his hair as he looked up at her, his eyes hooded with drowsiness.
"Are you going to sleep early?" She asked, and Jungkook nodded, his eyes closing when she sat on the bed, her smile dissipating.
"Look, I know you've had a hard time adjusting to---everything. I just want you to know that you can talk to me about what you can, okay?"
Jungkook nodded, but it seemed that he fell into a deep slumber after that, so with a sad sigh, his mom stood up and left the room.
Once Jungkook heard the click of his mother's bedroom door, his eyes snapped open, whipping the blanket off of him to reveal he was in full attire, covered in leather.
He reached into his nightstand for the walkie talkie that Hoseok had given him, putting it to his mouth and clicking the button.
"The eagle has landed."
"Crawl out your window and-"
"You're supposed to use walkie talkie lingo." Jimin whined from the car they were in down the road, shaking Yoongi's shoulder, who reached behind him and grabbed Jimin's head, slamming it into his seat.
He sighed in annoyance. "Carry out the mission," Yoongi turned to Jimin, who was rubbing his forehead with a grimace, and gritted his teeth. "Over."
"Roger that." Jungkook walked to his window, not forgetting to stick his phone in his pocket.
He had to be very quiet for this. His mother wouldn't come back to his room after she went to hers, but if she heard a loud noise, there's a chance she would come check.
The raven opened the window and looked down, cursing when he saw the drop. Of course his room had to be on the second floor.
Meanwhile in the car, the four others were waiting for their friend. "Why are we using walkie talkies again?" Yoongi asked, looking over to Hoseok with a scrunched up face.
"Because it's fun." Jimin smiled from the backseat, leaning around the seat to look at Yoongi who rolled his eyes.
"What are you five-"
"Falcon to base do you read me?" Jungkook said through the walkie.
"Yea."
"Requesting backup."
"Why?"
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm in a room on the second floor." Jungkook hissed, hearing a lot of struggling before Jimin's voice came on.
"Affirmative, sending help your way."
In no time, Jimin came running into view, clad in his navy blue leather jacket, raking a hand through his orange hair.
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RECKLESS || TAEKOOK
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