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𝓘t amazed him as to how crazy the past three days have been for him. In those days, he had seen her in his dreams three nights in a row. How lucky was he? He, of course, felt quite...
Well, amazing as he should.
However, he was freaked out at how it was each time and how he just kept seeing her on consecutive nights.
He has practically memorized each part of her as if she were some song that repeated in his head from the first moment he heard it. The way her lips would pull up in a mischievous smirk, or the way her alluring eyes would roll back into her head each time he'd please her, or perhaps the way her—
Ahem. Focusing on the subject at hand, she was just someone he couldn't just forget, as cheesy as it sounded.
Even if he wanted to forget the experience, he couldn't. Everything was just so... off-putting? How real everything would feel the moment he'd sleep, how real she felt, or how he was just in complete control of his body even if he knew he was perfectly asleep on the other side.
He had no idea as to what this phenomenon was called, but it was not normal. Who can he even turn to for help? Jimin? Namjoon? What do they know about dreams like these? And it wasn't like he can just forwardly talk about it anyway... knowing them, they'd just call it some "intense wet dream" because of his hormones.
He knew better though. It wasn't just that. There had to be more to it.
She was an actual person. Someone who had a personality despite living in his dreams, someone who knew modern-day things, someone who was just someone more than what she did with her body with him.
You can say that Jungkook had a big heart, but he liked thinking that he was just naturally curious and liked thinking more into unnatural things to get his brain working.
Opening the glass doors of the coffee shop, he hummed to himself after hearing the little bell that hung over the door and would ring every time it would open. He glanced over at the cashier, seeing his dear friend, Taehyung behind the counter. He would have shifts every Monday and Thursday at the shop.
He went to go order himself a coffee, giving his Hyung a playful smile before he placed his order. A caramel macchiato please, thank you very much.
"You're here again? This is the third week you've come by, Jungkook." Taehyung mentioned, inputting his order into the tiny screen next to the cash box. "Didn't you say you were broke two weeks ago?" He adds, his eyes flashing the younger a questioning look.
