to the couple of ghost readers i have — please comment!! i can understand me and the two people i write these for can be a little intimidating but i actually think i'm a pretty chill person so please interact more!!
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THE BELLabove the coffee shop door jingled as Jungkook burst in, his laughter trailing behind him like an infectious melody. He was the kind of person who filled a room with energy, his charisma drawing attention from every corner.
In a major contrast, Ruby sat tucked away in a corner, a sanctuary of calm amid the morning rush, her nose buried in a novel. She glanced up, irritation flickering in her eyes at the sight of him.
"Still reading that boring book?" he teased, swaggering over with a grin that could light up the dreariest of days.
"Better than listening to you drone on about your latest choreo," Ruby shot back, a smirk escaping despite herself.
As they bantered, the weight of their history lingered in the air. Two years ago, they had sat in a similar café, their mothers' voices echoing in their minds, filled with excitement about the perfect match they believed was destined to be.
"You two would be adorable together," they had said, blissfully unaware of the eye rolls and half-hearted nods exchanged between Ruby and Jungkook. The idea of dating had felt absurd.
"Let's just fake it for a year,"Jungkook had suggested, his playful tone masking the reality of the situation. "We can pretend to date and get them off our backs."
"Agreed," Ruby had replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But you have to promise not to be insufferable."
And so, their charade began. At first, it had been easy—sharing playful glances, feigning affection in public, all while secretly counting down the days until freedom(Ruby had even set the date on her phone).
But as time passed, the lines between pretense and reality began to blur.
Now, sitting in the coffee shop, they were trapped in a dance neither fully understood. Jungkook's laughter filled Ruby with a mix of frustration and something else she couldn't quite name.
He leaned against the wall, a perfect picture of relaxed confidence, while she sank deeper into her solitude, longing for the quiet she had always preferred.
As they finished their respective drinks and headed outside, the sun bathed them in warmth.
Their playful banter resumed, but an undercurrent of tension lingered just below the surface. For a brief moment, their eyes met, a spark of something unspoken passing between them, a reminder that this game they played was becoming increasingly complicated.
In the back of Ruby's mind, she couldn't shake the feeling that their mothers' dreams were turning into something she never intended—something that felt dangerously close to reality.
