I MET YOU IN FALL | jungri

three

[two weeks later]

"well done, boys! we have practice again tomorrow at five, and after that let's go get grab dinner together, aight?" bts' dance teacher, mr son, announced with the room's atmosphere full of heavy breaths.

the seven nodded, then mr son left after saying goodbyes. 

"AAAAAHHHHHHH.....," taehyung suddenly groaned, then turned to lie on his front. 

"how about we go get jjangjangmyun together?" namjoon suggested, and all the other boys turned to their leader instead of the groaning younger.

jungkook spoke up first before anyone did. "nah, you guys go ahead, i'm heading home."

the boys tried persuading him to have dinner then sleep at the dorms, but he resisted it. so he did. he headed home.

he was approaching the road leading to his personal home when he suddenly turned left, and walked down to the small road leading to the bookshop cafe where the average-looking girl barista worked.

till today, he still didn't know her name. therefore, he referred to her as 'the average-looking girl barista'.

when he spotted her at the counter where customers place their order, two sides of his lips raised into a smile. 

she was surprised when he showed up in front of her, he didn't visit for two weeks. 

"jungkook, right?" she said, after a while of looking at him and trying to remember his name. "the guy who always orders hot americano?"

he nodded. "the girl who stomped off after placing the cup of hot americano, which i forgot to pick up, loudly on the table where i was sitting two weeks ago?"

she slightly glared, just really slightly, at him before automatically placing an order of his regular drink, without him saying anything.

he was amused at her attitude. "what's your favourite drink here?"

"why are you asking?"

"why do you sound so rude?"

she gave in to the boy's question with a defeated smile. "it's the iced green tea latte."

"cool. i'm treating, so order that too."

[ten minutes later]

"do you know bts?"

yeri looked up from her drink. "who??"

"B. T. S."

then she cleared her voice. "do you know nae pi ttam nunmul?" 

jungkook snorted then buried his face into his palms.

"did you just snort???" 

then he raised his head up, making eye contact with the girl sitting opposite him. "yeah, i just did."

"why? is my imitation too bad?" yeri asked curiously, slightly laughing.

"your imitation, it's just right. and i'm snorting because you were just too cute doing that."

"cool, i get that a lot."

"good, at least people aren't blind."

yeri froze for a while for some reason she couldn't really touch, but she shrugged it off anyway. "you're jungkook from bts, right?"

he leaned in closer to yeri then nodded.

"tell me why you don't ever wear a mask."

"i can't really breathe when i wear them, so i don't really like it. and i think it's absolutely okay, since i don't think the customers here ever recognise me as bts' jungkook."

"well, that's what you think. some armys come here sometimes and ask me whether you frequent here."

the boy shrugged and smiled."ain't surprised. i love them though."

yeri nodded, understanding then a wall of silence built between them for a second.

"anyway, what's your name? i haven't asked," jungkook asked while rubbing his nape, looking down to the table.

"god, you really seem like the cute shy boy in school now. my name's kim yerim, but most people call me yeri so it's up to you to call me whatever of these two," yeri smiled.

"yerim, i like that. can you do me a favour?"

"is it a big one?" yerim replied immediately, leaving jungkook flustered. "just kidding, tell me, if i can do it, i wi-"

"can you deliver iced coffee to us for our dance practice tomorrow?"

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twenty years ago, on the day two days before the new year, an awesome, great, kind-hearted, handsome, talented man was born. happy 22nd to kim taehyung, #WePurpleUTaehyung #VeautifulDay #301295