Unsatisfied with your life was an understatement. Being under the thumb of your father can have that effect. He wanted someone capable of running the company, but you wanted to pursue your passion. Countless unwanted blind dates and the threat of lo...
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"Should I get him something that he wants or something that'll he'll use?" I wondered out loud, scanning every shop as we passed in hopes that something inside will catch my eye.
The lack of response behind me made me turn around to check on the man who was supposed to be helping me pick out a birthday gift for Jungkook. Yoongi's head was in his phone, not paying any attention to me. I stopped, watching amusedly as he kept walking, not even noticing that I was no longer walking with him. I crossed my arms, waiting for him to notice.
He made it a good fifteen or twenty feet before he finally stopped. Looking around until his eyes settled on me. He grinned as if he hadn't done anything wrong, coming to a stop in front of me and looking between me and the store.
"Did you see something you wanted to get him here?" he asked, nodding towards the store's opened front entrance.
"Yoongi. This is a women's clothing store."
"So? I'm sure there's something Kook will like in there."
I shook my head. "You're not taking this seriously are you?"
He sighed, pocketing his phone. If I wasn't slightly annoyed with him at the moment I would appreciate just how good he looked today. His dark wavy hair was smooth and no doubt soft if I ran my hands through it. It was shorter than I was used to seeing it. Having decided to cut it after being annoyed with how much it was getting in the way. He wore a pair of blue jeans with holes in the knees, white short sleeved t-shirt, and a cream colored long-sleeve overshirt.
"I just don't think you should be stressing about this so much. Jungkook would be happy with whatever you give him."
"I know he would, but I still want to get him something good."
"You know, I have a couple of ideas of something good you can give him, and you won't even have to spend a dime." He smirked.
"You're terrible." I scolded him half-heartedly as I brushed past him. "If you could just give me somewhere to start, I can figure out where to go from there."
"Okay then. Follow me."
He took my hand, leading me through the crowd of people. It wasn't as busy as it would usually be considering it was in the middle of the week, but there was still a good amount of people out and about. Yoongi seemed to know exactly where he was going as he weaved through people and vendors before coming to a stop. I looked around the area, expecting to find a store that would jump out at me as a place I could see Jungkook interested in, but nothing did.
"I'm confused. Are we finding a gift in one of these stores?"
"Yep."
I looked back at him to see his eyes zeroed in on one store in particular. Specifically, a series of mannequins that stood in one of the front windows of a lingerie shop. His tongue poked into one of his cheeks as he squeezed my hand tighter and began walking in its direction. Grabbing his hand tighter, I pulled on it to keep us from going anywhere.
