Bobba Tae

🧋 6 ☕

As Jungkook strolled down the bustling streets of Seoul, a determined gleam sparkled in his doe-like eyes. He was on a mission-his priorities were clear. Today was not just about the photoshoot; it was also about making sure he had enough bubble tea to fuel his creative genius.(this bobba is surely an addict of things iykyk )

Arriving at the nearby bubble tea shop, he beamed at the cheerful cashier, a wide grin stretching across his face. "I'll have five bubble teas, please!" he exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of his feet like an excited child. "Four for me, and one for my Taetae hyungie!" He clutched his beloved bobba tea as if it were a trophy, utterly oblivious to the raised eyebrows of other customers. "I'm a generous bunny, you see," he explained to the bewildered cashier, who chuckled at his enthusiasm.

While waiting for his order, Jungkook couldn't help but rehearse his plan in his mind. He was determined to impress Taehyung, and nothing said "I'm serious about this photoshoot" more than bubble tea. As he daydreamed about capturing Taehyung's essence in his photographs, he felt a tug at his heart. How can I make Taetae hyungie feel comfortable?

In a flash of inspiration, he remembered the librarian. She was a kind-hearted woman with a soft spot for students, especially when they looked as adorably pitiful as Jungkook did. The moment he stepped into the library, he found her sorting through books behind the front desk.

"Excuse me, Miss," Jungkook said, putting on his best puppy-dog expression. He leaned forward slightly, his doe eyes wide and pleading. "Can I please take some photos for my project? If I don't do this photoshoot, I'm going to fail my exam! It's so hard being a first-year student at Bangtan University!"

The librarian looked up, her stern expression faltering as she caught sight of Jungkook's innocent demeanor. "What do you need?"

"I just need to use some space in the library for my photoshoot. It's for a class project, and I promise I'll be super quiet! I'll even bring you a banana shake as a thank you!" He pouted cutely, his charm radiating like a warm sunbeam.

She let out a soft sigh, clearly wavering. "You're lucky you have such convincing eyes, Jungkook. Alright, you can use the back section, but keep the noise down. And I expect that banana shake!"

"Thank you, thank you! You're the best!" he squealed, already envisioning the delicious shake he'd whip up.

With his five cups of bubble tea in hand-four for himself, of course, and one for Taehyung-he dashed back to the library, excitement bubbling inside him. He set up his camera and tripod in the designated area, arranging everything just so, all while stealing glances toward the entrance, hoping Taehyung would arrive soon.

While waiting, he couldn't help but sip on his bubble tea, muttering to himself. "If this doesn't go well, I might cry... or eat all the bubble tea myself. Probably both." He giggled at his own ridiculousness, feeling the sweet boba pearls burst in his mouth, a little bit of joy in every sip.

And as he stood there, a bundle of nerves and bubbly energy, he thought about how amazing it would be to finally connect with Taehyung, sharing laughs, sweet drinks, and beautiful photos. He just knew that today would be memorable. The universe was on his side; he could feel it.

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Jungkook sat cross-legged on the polished wooden floor of the library, his bubble tea cup perched beside him like a loyal companion. He was blissfully sipping from one of his four drinks while the fifth, meant for his Taetae hyungie, waited eagerly to be picked up. A dreamy smile graced his pink lips as he munched on the chewy boba pearls, savoring the sweet, creamy goodness.

His eyes wandered to a book that lay open in front of him, titled Ways to Impress Your Crush. The bold letters beckoned him, and Jungkook, in all his innocent naivety, couldn't resist flipping through the pages. Each tip seemed more ridiculous than the last, yet somehow captivating. He leaned in closer, his curiosity piqued, completely unaware that he was venturing into territory he knew little about.

One passage, in particular, caught his attention: "The French Kiss." Jungkook frowned, his brows knitting together as he read the words. "Keep your lips on each other?" he echoed, scrunching his nose in disbelief. He imagined two people locking lips-ugh, so nasty! A shiver ran down his spine as he slammed the book shut, the sound echoing through the library like a gunshot.

"What kind of writer thinks that's romantic?" he muttered to himself, his cheeks flushing a bright pink. "That's just gross! I'm a good boy! Good boys don't do that! I should just stick to drinking bubble tea and taking pictures."

As he rambled on, he couldn't help but picture Taehyung in his mind-his mysterious aura, the way he hid behind his mask, the gentleness of his eyes. But the thought of kissing... What if Taehyung wanted to do that? Panic bubbled inside him. He quickly shook his head, sending his messy hair flying. "No, no, no! Taetae hyungie wouldn't want to do that! He's too cool for that kind of stuff!"(yeah yeah let's see in future)

Jungkook took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of thoughts swirling in his head. "Besides," he continued, his voice dropping to a whisper, "we can just drink bubble tea together! Isn't that romantic enough?" He looked down at his cup, which seemed to nod in agreement. "Yes, see? Bubble tea is way better than... than whatever that was!"

But deep down, a flutter of uncertainty danced in his stomach. What if his cute, innocent bunny persona wasn't enough to win Taehyung's heart? He could already hear the book's words ringing in his ears, taunting him.

"Maybe I need to try harder," he whispered, eyes sparkling with determination. "I can be cute and romantic! Just... not the French kiss part." He chuckled nervously, shaking off the lingering thoughts of locked lips and awkward scenarios.

Just then, the library door creaked open, and Jungkook's heart raced. Could it be Taehyung? He quickly wiped the remnants of bubble tea from his lips, trying to compose himself as he turned to face the entrance.

His cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and his heart raced as he took in the sight of Taehyung-standing there, as ethereal as a dream, a mask perched delicately on his face, eyes flickering with curiosity as they scanned the room. Jungkook's mind went blank, and for a moment, he forgot all the nonsense he had been rambling about.

"Taetae hyungie!" he squeaked, forgetting all his earlier reservations, all his inner monologues about kissing and romance, and instead focusing on the fact that his crush had arrived. He grabbed the untouched bubble tea, the one meant for Taehyung, and held it out with both hands, his eyes shining with eagerness.

"Look what I got for you! It's your favorite flavor!"

As Taehyung approached, Jungkook's heart raced, excitement bubbling in his chest. Today, nothing could ruin his moment with the boy who had captured his innocent, bobba-loving heart.