popularity [kookmin]

02.

"Well, let's see what tomorrow holds"
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Waking up to the chirping Blue Jays outside of Jungkook's window, the sun was shining in his eyes, signaling him to wake up.

"Uh, already" he said while groaning.

The sun still forcing him up, he gets out of bed & puts his clothes on. Today, he wore a black T-shirt with gray sweatpants, & put his hair down once more with no makeup at all because he didn't care.

He walked to his class for the day, Algebra & Excelerated Calculas. This wasn't Jungkook's favorite class, but he still tried his very hardest to get an A.

Walking into the class, he sits on the back of the class. This is because, again, he hated any kind of social interaction.

After the bell rang, Jungkook was the last to leave the class, again. That's how it was everyday. Over & over. Everyday.

He walked back to his dorm, tired, from his 2 hour Algebra & Excelerated Calculus class. He was done for the day. Completely done. He was tired and ready for the day to end.

Walking in to no one again, he threw his backpack on the couch & gave out a huge sigh.

"What to do, what to do?"

"I guess I'll watch my favorite show, Masked Singer."

While watching the show, his favorite singer came on, Park Jimin. He could tell because of how the man's body was shaped. He was masked as a alien.

Jungkook was gay, so he would fall for boys ALL THE TIME. It's just what he would do. He just wasn't into girls. Girls weren't his type. None of them were. Not even the hot kinds. They might be hot, but he's not INTO them.

He liked Jimin a lot. He wanted to meet him, but he knew that it would never happen.
EVER.

The show ended with Jimin taking off the mask and showing his beautiful bone structure, perfect jawline, & his soft black hair. "Literal ball of sunshine, but also so Daddy" he thought.

"I wish I could just kiss him all over" he said out loud.

Jungkook got up from the couch, turned on some music, put it on full blast, and started to make dinner.

He made some old fashioned ramen with some spice to it. He poured himself some juice, & headed back to the couch. All of a sudden, he heard a knock at his door.

"REALLY? I just sat f*cking down!" he said irritated.

He opened the door and saw a strange man standing in the doorway. He looked somewhat over 20-30 years old. He wasn't old, but he looked like a full grown adult.

"Hello" the young man greeted Jungkook

"Hello? What do you need sir?" Jungkook asked confused

"I am here to export you"

"Excuse me...WHAT???!!!"

"EXPORT ME!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, PSYCHOPATH!!!!"

"No need to get all fired up. You're going to love where your going. Might I ask what kind of person you are. Are you bi-sexual, strait, or gay?"

"Why are you asking me that?" he wondered, confused.

"Just answer the question, young man" the stranger asked.

"Um...g-gay."

"Perfect" the man said jumping for joy. "Just perfect. You're going to love your new home"

"What ho-" he was cut off by the man

"Pack your things, your coming with me"

"But,but" he stuttered still confused

"No buts, you're coming with me, and thats that."

Jungkook was done with arguing with the man. He went into his room and packed his things, left the dorm, and got into a long black limousine.

Jungkook was surprised, but confused.

"Where the hell is this man bringing me"

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What will happen next?

Where is this strange man bringing Jungkook?

You comment what you think

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Thank you again for reading another chapter. You made it this far. Good job. I'm proud of you.

Comment what should happen next I might just use your idea.

~bye~