Childish | Jungkook

Chapter 2

"Nain! Hoseok!"

Yoongi called us as soon as we entered the pub and we headed towards him to a sort of secluded spot. The sharp smell of alcoholic drinks wafted towards me and I already felt dizzy. The place was filled with our employees, dancing, drinking, and whatever else they were all doing. The music was blasting throughout the pub, making my head pound a little.

If I wasn't so tired, things would have been different. And my outfit... Well, the others were the same, so there's nothing to fuss about.

We took our seats on the couch and Yoongi asked, "Did you see the new guy?"

I groaned while Hoseok laughed beside me. "No, Yoongi, I did not!"

"Then go see him. He's alone at the bar." He took a sip from his whiskey. "He finally got himself a break from all the girls just now."

"Then shouldn't I not disturb him either?"

"You didn't get to meet him, so I think it's fine," he assured me. "Plus, you're not gonna mob him or fawn over him like them, right?"

That's true. I just wanted to exchange simple greetings and at least get to know about him. It would be rude not to.

"Did you guys meet him?"

"Yep," Hoseok answered. "But our meeting was cut short as there were many 'clients' he had to attend to... Such a shame, though."

I nodded and stood up before walking to the bar.

As Yoongi said, there was a man sitting on one of the stools, his back facing me. A very muscular back.

"He seems too buff for someone who's cute and soft," I thought. "What about his face then?"

I cleared my throat and tapped on his shoulder. He turned around and...

"Jungkook?" I gasped.

"Nain?" His eyes widened. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here with my colleagues. What are you doing here?"

"Me, too. They're throwing me a welcoming party."

I gasped even louder before covering my mouth. "You're the new teacher of Class Orchid?"

"Yes. You work there, too?"

"Yeah. I'm the teacher of Class Daisy," I exclaimed. "Oh my gosh! How have you been?! I haven't seen you since like, high school!"

He grinned, showing me his signature bunny smile and jumped up and down, holding my hands. "I know! It's been so long! I've been well, how have you been? To think that we'd be working at the same place! This is so unexpected."

"You changed a lot," I giggled and sat down on the stool next to him. "You matured and you look a lot manlier now. But you're still adorable as ever, Kookie."

He rubbed the back of his neck, flushing a bit. I could see that he was still the shy boy I used to know even though his body was... well... built as fuck.

"Thanks. You became more beautiful and refined," he stuttered out.

"I don't know about that but thanks." I chuckled. "So how do you like our kindergarten? The employees must have felt nice?"

"Oh yeah." He stared at his drink. "They are being so nice to me and the place was really pleasant and homey, I liked it a lot. Now that I know you're here, I like it even more." He lifted his head up and smiled sheepishly at me.

I smiled back at him. "I know. You don't know how happy I am to have you work with me. We'll have so much fun together!"

I jumped down from my seat and grabbed his hand, dragging him with me to the secluded bays. "Come on. I want you to meet my other friends. We were in the same university before," I cheered. "I know they will like you."

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"Do you ever ponder the meaning of life?" Hoseok murmured after gulping down his glass of beer in one go.

"I told you not to drink too much," I scolded him before downing my own drink. "Look at you, you idiot, talking some gibberish I don't understand." I hiccuped.

"Both of you are drunk, now stop it," Yoongi groaned. "Let's go home now, hooligans."

"As if!" I yelled. "I don't take orders from a talking kitty."

I pinched his cheeks before squishing his small face, giggling at how funny it looked. "A cute talking kitty..."

He stared at me bored, pursing his lips disappointed. "Well, you are an ugly llama."

"I saw llamas with my students last week... Even llamas had partners, but why don't I?" Hoseok sobbed beside me before grabbing another glass.

"Um... Are you guys okay?"

I turned to look at the owner of the voice.

"Why is there a bunny here?" I grabbed its squishy cheeks and frowned. "Hey, bunny! Where did you put my baby Jungkook? He was just here," I hiccuped. "Did you eat my bestie, you adorable looking creature?!"

Its cheeks became warmer.

"Nain, w-what are you talking about? It's me, Jungkook..."

"Huh? Another talking animal?" I inspected his face up closer.

His cheeks felt so soft and mushy, I couldn't help but place my own against his to rub it. It felt like a warm marshmallow and I loved the feeling.

"I didn't know bunnies were this soft," I whispered.

Yoongi scoffed before whipping out his phone and snapping a photo. "That could classify as sexual harassment, Nain."

I scoffed back at him. "Sexual harassment, my ass. It's a bunny, not a human, you small kitty."

"That's it. We're going home right now," Yoongi exclaimed and stood up before pulling Hoseok's arm. "I'll send this drunk emo home while you send that animal abuser home, Jungkook."

"What? Oh... okay," the wide eyed bunny said and pulled me up before wrapping my arm around his neck for support.

After walking out of the bar, the bunny suddenly stopped. "Wait, I don't know where she lives."

Yoongi sighed. "Nain, tell him where you live."

"Nuh uh," I pouted. "What if this bunny tries to get it on with me? I'm not-"

"That's fucking Jeon Jungkook! That's your friend, you drunkard!" He yelled at me.

"Jungkook?" I stared at the man beside me. "When did you poof beside me? Where's that bunny?"

"It hopped away back to his home," he chuckled. "Now tell me your home address, Nain. We will hop you back to your home."

I giggled before slurring out my address.

"Then we're parting here," Yoongi said. "See you two tomorrow."

Hoseok waved at us and the colorful haired duo walked to the other direction.

"Can an otter and a kitty walk home safely, Jungkook?"

"You're that drunk, huh?" He cackled before walking again. "Tell me, how cute am I?"

"You're cuter than a pomeranian puppy," I cooed, poking his cheek.

"Pom-" he snorted. "You're cuter than a pomeranian puppy right now."

"Then you're cuter than a baby starfish."

He chuckled. "You're adorable."

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A/N: Don't drink alcohol, kids. It burns your throat.

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