banner by Jane <3

warning: quite a bit of swearing !

to be honest with you, like most people, jungkook didn't think the virus was such a big deal at the beginning. but he guesses something that lands you stuck in your house for months, cancels all of your big exams and even makes you consider dyeing your hair for the 3rd time that week, must be a pretty big deal.

as bad as that sounds, he can't help but pity his new neighbours even more than he pities himself. the poor family moved in a week before the lock down happened, and didn't even get a chance to have all their furniture moved in. their front lawn looked like a cardboard box fortress, and he'd always see the dad go out on their porch and just pace around, looking like he was about to explode.

but all that pity stopped the moment he heard their sons obnoxiously loud music playing, all the way from the confinement of his own room. he had terrible taste in music to start with, and probably was deaf too, from how high the volume was.

their windows were opposite and facing each other, and jungkook could just make out the boys figure through his dirty window. he looked to be about his age and of asian decent like himself, with light brown hair and darkly coloured eyes.

if the virus hadn't struck when it did, mrs jeon would have probably made her son go over to their house and welcome them to the neighbourhood, but naturally self quarantine was important at this moment in time. for once jungkook was thankful for the pandemic, because there was no way in hell he'd want to meet whoever listens to music like that.

the music was only getting louder by the second, and he didn't know how many more times he could hear "best of me" by bts without going insane.

out of pure frustration, jungkook took to twitter to let off some steam, like he usually did when he couldn't keep his feelings bottled up for any longer.