The Pillow | Yoongi

Four

Sydney's POV

     I make it home from the store just in time for my favorite season's reruns of America's Next Top Model. "YOU WANNA BE ON TOP?" I shout at the top of my lungs while plopping myself down on my couch. I grab the pickles and open the jar, taking a sip of the juice.
After eating a couple slices, I take a look at the jar and my mind begins to wander. 'Will he actually text me? Or was he just being polite? Was I too awkward? Did I look okay?' Questions and doubts flood my brain and I laugh at myself.

     After three episodes of AMTM, I took a glance at my phone for the time. I didn't even look at the time when I noticed that I had texts from someone named 'Kookie'.

Kookie: Hey! It's Jungkook. From the store earlier?

SatansBitch: Hey Jungkook! How's it going?

Kookie: It's going alright. I went back to the store right after I left to get another jar of pickles 😂 Speaking Of which, how are yours?

SatansBitch: They're delicious, as always! These pickles are the best I've ever had. That's why I go to that store. It's so far from my house, yet I go there almost everyday lol.

Kookie: I know, right??? They're amazing. I'm glad that you're enjoying them 😊

Kookie: Hey.. are you, by any chance, free tomorrow? Me and some of my friends are going to this festival thing and they're all bringing someone and I don't really want to be alone haha...

SatansBitch: Um, sure! What time and where should I meet you?

Kookie: Oh! It's at 5 o'clock. And you don't have to drive, I could pick you up?

Kookie: If that's okay with you, of course.

SatansBitch: That's fine 😊 I don't mind. I'll give you my address tomorrow, I have to go do some stuff around the house right now.

SatansBitch: I'll see you tomorrow! Bye!

Kookie: Later, Sydney 😊

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Yoongi's POV

     "Jungkook, did you grab the pickles? I thought I put them on the list?" I shout from the kitchen.

     Jungkook runs in from the living room carrying a sack which I assume carries the jar of pickles I asked for. "Yeah! I'm sorry, I ended up having to go back after I left to get these ones. It's a funny story actually." He laughs and blushes a little bit while scratching the back of his neck.

     "Well, what happened?" I ask, intrigued.

     Jungkook jumps up onto the counter and takes a seat, dangling his legs off of the edge. "When I went in to get the stuff, I had just grabbed the pickles 'cause there were only two jars left, right? Okay, so when I walked a little past it to look at some jalapeños, this guy starts yelling at this girl because he stole the last pickles from her."

     He laughs and then continued with the story. "She looked so cute yelling and jumping for the jar... Anyway, the guy bumps into me and smashes the LAST jar of pickles."
    
     Jungkook makes a smashing sound and uses big hand gestures as he speaks. "And Get this... the girl runs up to me to ask if I'M okay. She was stepping over the glass and pickles and stuff to see if I was alright."

     He puts his hands over his heart dramatically and continues talking. "After that he walked away in a huff and I threw a pickle off the ground at him and it stuck to his jacket and he didn't even notice!"
    
     Jungkook jumps down from the counter and grabs a Caprisun. "After that, being the gentleman that I am, I gave her my jar of pickles. And then I asked for her number and she actually gave me it. God, she's so cute." He sips on the drink and I just stare at him.

     "That's a great story, don't get me wrong, but next time... It might help to breath in between sentences." I laugh and grab a drink myself. Not a juice pouch, but a bottle of water. "Sounds like the beginnings of love if you ask me." I know indulging in his fantasies isn't a good idea, but I'll be damned if I don't get to see how this turns out.

     "We were texting a little bit earlier and I invited her to go with us to the festival tomorrow. Is that okay?" Jungkook asked, begging me with his puppy dog eyes.

     I sigh and nod, "That's okay, but nobody is bringing anyone so it might be awkward. You'll need to keep the others away from her if you wanna keep her." I joke. It's sad, but true.

     None of us really go on dates or meet people that like us for us, so when one of us gets someone, it's like kids fighting over a toy.
Kookie puffs out his chest and flexes. "Don't worry, hyung, I've got it all under control."

     "Okay, Mighty Mouse. Can you stop flexing and help put the food away?" The buff boy finally stops showing off and helps me finish putting things away.

AN: I'm writing all of these in less than twenty four hours and I haven't actually published any yet... I'll publish them after I'm done editing this one! Not having them published is really weird when doing an authors note though tbh. Cause like. Nobody has read it yet???? Anyway, thanks for reading! (When i publish it lol)