Good Luck Jungkook

Juicy Encounter

Jungkook drowned the noises of the rustling and bustling suburbs of Seoul entering the city centre. His arms and legs were crossed, trying to make himself as small as possible so he wouldn't graze off of the stranger he was sitting beside, too nervous of what the outcomes would be if that sort of thing were to happen. His entire body would go into shut down mode.

His far past outgrown and shaggy brown hair was used for its unintended purposes as drapes to hide his face from society. The brunet never worried about his appearance after Yoongi.

He wouldn't care if he stained a T-shirt and would wear it for another two to three times again until washing it. He would rarely do laundry to the point he might do one wash a month if lucky. He doesn't remember when he last had his hair cut and don't even bother asking when was the last time he changed his underwear... You would not like the outcome.

The black headphones that occupied his ears by blasting rap music into his ears matching perfectly with his outfit. His extremely small and fragile frame was covered by an oversized hoodie. His skinny and stick-like legs were hidden by baggy black sweats and of course his favourite boots that's black to match. He was the definition of 'that emo kid in the corner of the room' and he wouldn't argue otherwise. Although that was for another reason.

Once he felt the train come to a stop and saw the subway's doors open he bolted out the door and almost began to cry when he saw how busy it was. It was a Saturday noon which meant shopping hours and working hours. All the things Jungkook feared which involved socializing. Minus animals, especially dogs. Jungkook can talk to a random dog and would be quick to tell him his deep and darkest secrets.

Jungkook didn't care where he was running to, he wanted to leave the crowded shopping district as soon as possible. He ran down an empty ally way that was lined with small shops and homes. The noises of the district can still be heard but as it quietened down the more he walked, the more he felt at ease.

The brunet pulled the headphones off of his head and left them hanging around his neck, the music no longer playing as he listens to the calming breeze of the fresh clean air.

He mindlessly wandered down random streets he has never noticed or remember ever existing until he comes across a seemingly decent and quaint cafe. The decor from the outside was very subtle. Faint blue drapes hung from the windows. The outside was layered with wooden slaps given it a rustic feel. A small blue sign was perched outside the shop reading 'Magic Shop'.

His ideal plan for the day was to go to the library but a little detour wouldn't hurt. He pushed the door to the shop opening, smiling sweetly when he heard the bell overhead ring once the door was fully opened and he stepped in.

Jungkook's eyes trailed along the inside, admiring every small detail. The shop was almost barren besides for whom seems to be a businessman on his computer taking sips from his cup regularly and an old couple communicating with each other which warned his heart.

As he steps closer towards the desk he found a rather handsome fellow. The boy seemed to be around his age features wise but he is guessing that he is younger noticing the height difference. Platinum blond hair, blue contacts and a slim-fitting white shirt paired with black jeans. Once he was close enough he could read the name tag clearly. Park Jimin.

The seemingly kind man smiled at the other, Jungkook was happy that his hair was able to cover his face because he was starting to blush. "Hello, sir, what can I get you today."

Jungkook didn't know how he should do this. It was a new place he has never been to, he doesn't even know what was on the menu. To buy him time he was wondering if he should act deaf or mute. "I-I... don't know..."