it's been two weeks since i've talked to you, and a week since i've made a bento box for you. but you have a girlfriend, so it's not much of a problem, right?
dragging me away from my thoughts, i hear the oven make a ding, giving me a notice that my cake was finally ready.
packing everything into the bento box, i unconsciously hint off a faint smile as i think about his expression while eating the food.
who, you ask?
jun.
he makes me happy, he makes me feel a bit fuzzy, just like you do, jeon jungkook. but there's still a minor problem.
he isn't you.
and he never will be.
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