Bunnyboy | J.JK

8 - casual wednesday.

Wednesday; 10:15

Exactly a week, both Y/N and Jungkook were so busy with their own lives that they rarely had free time, until today, they finally got the chance to meet up. Well, it was more of Jungkook's request as he was just doing his job by following the sugar baby's rule.

To meet at least once a week.

Since it was another day of revising for Jungkook, she decided to work from home today, she thought that Jungkook might not feel as comfortable at her office than her apartment.

She sometimes wonder how long would this relationship last, maybe until his mother is fully healed? It is just an extra job for him to make a generous amount of cash. She loves his company, not gonna lie, the cash she spent on him feels worth it. But he had been her best sugar baby so far, would she not be reluctant when the time comes for all of this to end?

Hearing the ringing sound of her apartment doorbell, a small smile crept up her lips, approaching the door with slight excitement before clicking it open. And right there, he stood before her eyes. Dressed casually in a white tee and black baggy pants, his backpack hung behind with his silky looking hair beautifully complimenting his features.

His towering figure and exquisite appearance would trick anyone to believe that he's either a ravashing fuckboy or a supermodel in every possible way.

But in reality, he's just a soft marshmallow bunnyboy.

"Hi." Her gentle voice spoke, just enough to make his heart pound faster. "H-Hi..." He stuttered with his greeting.

"It's a miracle you didn't get lost through those maze like halls." He might be shy, but he's smart. Some of her past sugar babies couldn't even find her apartment, it frustrates her that she had to make a move on her own and find them herself. But whatever, payment deduction its their lost, not hers.

"Come in." She stepped aside for Jungkook to enter as he quickly took off his shoes, his cute iron man socks now on full display.

She chuckled slightly at the cute sight.

Jungkook could feel his legs go weak, after walking through those luxurious looking corridors, he still couldn't comprehend it completely. He knew his sugar mommy was rich, but this rich? He had to hold breaths to prevent constant gasping.

Jungkook stood awkwardly in the living room, unsure where to set his butt down before Y/N had gestured him over to the glass made dining table. He was extra careful, it was made of glass, he thought he might break it and he absolutely would not be able to pay for it.

As Y/N came back from the kitchen, a bottle was placed on the table in front of him, making Jungkook gaze up to her beautiful face. "Banana milk?!" She could see the sparkles in his eyes as he gazed up and stared into hers. "I remember you saying you like this drink, so I had bought some for you yesterday."

"T-Thank you." A smile was spread across those pinkish lips as he swiftly yet carefully twist opened the drink, it always lightens her heart to see him so happy and excited.

Sitting on seat next him, her laptop was already resting in the middle of the table as she dragged it over to her. Jungkook sat there watching her but soon shook his head before quickly pulling out the subject he studied halfway.

He was nervous, he had something in mind to ask her, but he was unsure if this was the right choice.

Sipping on the banana milk that his sugar mommy gave, he had his eyes fully on chapter seven's title, but his mind fully on debating and the internal frustration was real.

"Hmm...I kinda wanna know what's your hobby, bunnyboy." Jungkook gazed up to her, big doe-eyes blinking at her while softly placing the drink he had on the table. "O-Oh, I guess I like...p-painting..."

"Really??"

"Y-Yeah, why do you look s-so surprised?" Her lips were lifted into a smile. "I love painting too."

Becoming an artist has always been her dream, but unfortunately she wasn't the lucky ones to have supportive parents and ever since their passing, she had promised them to take good care of their business. She ain't got time for her passion no more.

"Why don't you give me a few paintings of yours? I have a friend who owns an art gallery, I can let him have a look at your work." Jungkook quickly shook his head.

"Ahh n-no, there's no need for that, i-it's nothing special..."

I can't force him, right?

She let out a sigh, she was also quite curious of his creations, what does his little mind create, she couldn't tell, but she was so sure it'll be fascinating.

Both of them soon went silent and started on their respective works. Yet, Jungkook was struggling concentrate, he couldn't bare to keep it to himself any longer.

"N-Noona?" Y/N continued her typing on the keyboard while humming him a respond. "My mother's friend is hosting a party this Sunday and she i-invited me..."

"Go ahead then. Enjoy a playful Sunday." Her eyes were still on her laptop screen.

"B-But Liana..." Her hands were halted upon that nasty name.

"Is also...invited."

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a/n: Quite a short chapter, but I hope you guys are still enjoying how this story is going.  If you do, please leave a vote for me, it motivates me to continue the story. ❤️✨ Sometimes, I will edit a little bit of the story if I don't like it after, hope you guys don't mind. By the way, ARE YOU READY TO SPREAD YOURSELF WITH BUTTER NEXT FRIDAY?? (in my time zone is friday👀)