Ours - Junbob

iv. jiwon

A/N: don't you guys get the feeling that junbob sometimes straight-up act like boyfriends and other times they act like they have no idea who each other are? lmao

also I really really love writing this story so I'm sorry if there might be too many updates sometimes dhdbxgnvk

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"So how do you feel about pet names?"

"I'm not really...called them a lot? So I guess I don't know? And I'm not one to use them either," Junhoe replied as he drew random shapes on the table, trying to see if he'd make a major discovery in a way that required near to no effort. That was the dream. "Why?"

"I'm a pet names person, that's why," Jiwon said with a large grin that got Junhoe a little scared when he looked up to glance at the elder. "I wonder just how long you'd last with me, sometimes."

"If you call me buttercup or boo bear then you'll be paralysed for years, I'm not jo-" 

"I know, I get the message," Jiwon snorted, rolling his eyes as he held his arms up in surrender. "But I can't help who I am, bunnyboo."

The apartment was filled with cackles as an unimpressed Junhoe threw a spoon at Jiwon's head.

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"Jiwon?" Yunhyeong asked in surprise as he resurfaced from the counter. "Why aren't you at school?"

"Why aren't you is also a fair question." 

"Stop trying to sound pseudo-smart, you know I've got work now," Yunhyeong scoffed, tying up the back of his uniform apron and Jiwon only grinned as he leant his elbows against the counter and looked around at all the flowers. "So, how can a poor, lowly florist help you?"

"Firstly, shut up, and I don't want much, I...just need a few red roses, carnations, amaryllises and lavender. I totally didn't think about this before hand."

"Sure you didn't and hey, what kind of event is this for?" Yunhyeong then gasped loudly as he nudged Jiwon in the arm. "You haven't got someone special, have you?"

"Wha...? Pfft, no," Jiwon aggressively snorted, crossing his arms and averting his eyes to the side. "I'm incredibly single, so single that I'm a Pringle and that means that Hanbin could eat me—wait, that sounded so much worse than I wanted it to-"

"Wow, you really are single, aren't you?"

Jiwon nodded vibrantly, feeling very triumphant because of his incredible, unintentional acting. "Yes, sir!"

"Alright kid, just write down your name and what you want here and I'll go get it prepared for you. Don't kill yourself or the shop or God forbid both while I'm gone, okay?" 

"Kay." 

Yunhyeong sent Jiwon cheesy finger guns that were so cringy before leaving and then Jiwon just walked around the shop a little, looking at the flowers and trying to guess what they all were before checking the tags. Fair to say, he was doing worse than a son who had an obsessed-with-flowers mother should.

That would make eomma sad. I'm a bad son...

His phone started buzzing at one point, and he opened it up only to smile instantly, seeing 'my awk sweet giant' as the Caller ID.