"Why should I believe you?"
"Because you are my everything. My darling, my baby, my lover boy."
An Asian Man, Black Woman Story.
A Poetic Love at First Sight/High-school Lovers Dialogue.
Mature Content.
Contains: Mild-Language, Sexual Actions, and T...
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She is what every man wants.
I would take a bullet for her, if I must.
Is that too much?
For us to be label as friends and hold hands at lunch?
I...love you. So much.
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"Nice to finally meet you, sir." You said, shaking Jungkook's father's hand; smiling as you look at his beauty.
They look alike, it's scary.
"So you're the woman who's been making my son smile." He smiled back, shaking your hand. "It's nice to meet you too. Jungkook talks kindly about you."
"Really? I am honored." You smiled, standing next to Jungkook. His father looked at his son and smiled. "Your son is very respectful. He is such a gentleman. He says he learned from you."
"Ah, yes. I try." He joked. "You can call me, Mr. Jeon. I am glad you accepted my son's invitation. I am sorry I could not introduce you to his mother, she became sick at the last minute."
"Oh, that is completely fine sir. I'll meet her next time, yeah?" You looked at Jungkook with a smile.
"Oh, y-yeah. Next time..." Jungkook stuttered, looking away as he blushed.
"My son, you were correct. She is very pretty. She's respectful and polite. You get a lot of attention at school, hmm?"
"Yeah, during my freshmen year. Not that much anymore, unless there's a new student." You said. The three of you walked to a nearby table and sat down. "I'm happy though, not getting noticed. It's peaceful."
"Yeah, I can understand." Mr. Jeon said, fixing the silver ware on their table. "So this isn't your type of event?"
"Absolutely not. I thought it was going to be a regular wedding party. I wasn't expecting the Met Gala." You joked, earning a chuckle from Mr. Jeon. "Jungkook never told me he was..."
"Famous, rich, handsome?"
"Father, please..." Jungkook said, covering his face as he hears his word choice.
"He doesn't like being in the spotlight, like you. He rather be behind close doors. He has been doing that since he was eleven." Mr. Jeon commented, holding his arms together as he looks at you. "This is the first time he's been out in seven years. Whatever you've done, keep it up. I'll pay you if I must."
"Oh, no sir. I appreciate it, but I do not like being paid for being a decent human. I find Jungkook's art fascinating and he is very fun to talk to, he interests me." You smiled, holding Jungkook's hand underneath the table. Jungkook smiled, covering his face still as he looks away; blushing at the physical contact. "I can say I've been more happier since I'm near him. He is an amazing friend."
"Oh? Friend?" His eyes widened. "You act like a couple."
"I'm not in a rush to date. I would like to finish my high school experience without any drama." You said.
"So, you would be willing to date my son?" He smiled, looking at you two. This time, you were blushing; letting go of his hand to grab the ends of the slit of your dress.
"Um...I mean...whatever the future presents us." You looked down at the table, laughing nervously.
"That's a yes." Jungkook's father said, coming through his hair. "Can't wait for what the future holds." He smiled.
He got up and left, leaving the two of you at the table alone. You didn't speak.
"I never would've thought you, of all people, could be flustered." Jungkook chuckled, crossing his arms as he smiles.
