❝fuck expectations.❞ | taekook

❝eleventh fucking scoop.❞

Morning

"Whoa, what happened to you?" Yugyeom wonders, cringing at his friend's state, as Jeongguk sat down next to him at their usual park bench. Jeongguk had heavy bags and a tired expression. He looked droopy and not all there.

Jeongguk rubs his tired eyes that were hardly even open. "Ugh, it's my boss. He just won't quit. I didn't have time to finish my homework because I was at that stupid ice cream parlour cleaning. All night. My mum is going to murder me." Jeongguk whines.

"Maybe you should quit. I know your mum has the money, get a job when we finish school." Yugyeom suggests, chewing on a artificially flavoured, orange cheese puff.

"I don't know. Maybe I should. The other employees treat me horribly too." Jeongguk complains, rubbing his face to wake himself up.

"That's another perfect reason to quit." Yugyeom speaks.

"Ughhhhh." Jeongguk rests his head on his wrapped arms, hiding his face so that all you could see was his hair.

"Don't worry, it will pass. Just take it easy." Yugyeom assures, shoving a handful of cheese puffs into his mouth.

"Anyways. I have a question to ask you." Yugyeom says excitedly, putting his leg over the other and rocking on the bench.

"Okay." Jeongguk peeks an eye to show he was listening.

"Are you a virgin?" Yugyeom whispers.

Jeongguk groans, continuing to hide his face again.

"What the hell?" Jeongguk mumbles into his sleeves.

"What?" Yugyeom replies, not hearing the mumbles that exited Jeongguk's mouth.

"I said, what the hell?" Jeongguk says again, sitting up straight this time.

"Look, I know it's a weird question, but we are friends right? We never talk about this stuff. I just want to know if you've-"

"I don't have time for this." Jeongguk interrupts, getting up and swinging his bag over his shoulder, walking off and away from Yugyeom.

"Worth a shot." Yugyeom sighs, whispering to himself while he was alone.