Requested by bt__soul
"I get my own officer?" Jungkook asked in amazement.
"You make it sound like you own me, but yes. And since I'm always the one who ends up coming here anyway, they chose me to be the officer to be on duty." you explained tiredly.
"Well officer Y/L/N, I'm glad that it's you," he smiled happily.
"Since you'll be seeing me nearly everyday, just call me Y/N okay?"
"Sure thing love."
You rolled your eyes and then continued on to survey the store to find the best spot to watch over. He observed as you did this, occasionally making a comment. You found his humor and childlike demeanor cute. You eventually just decided to chill in the back as planned instead of standing guard in hopes of scaring the weekly idiots away. You two talked whenever the place lacked customers, which was more often than not at the beginning of the week. Weekends were a little different as you had to pay attention more and be ready in case any of the troublemakers came by again. They always did and even though it was annoying that people never learned, it made your job interesting at least.
You were there for quite some time and the more you were around Jungkook, the more you realized he was flirting with you- and you liked it. You even flirted back with him. He was easy to fall into and to fall for. He had a handsome face, a honey voice and a kind personality.
"Go out with me," He stated as you walked into the store.
You stared at him as if he had just asked you to murder someone.
"Hellloooo," he waved his hand in front of your face, "go out with me please."
"You aren't afraid to be blunt are you Kookie?"
"Nope, not at all princess and that's why we have a date after you're off duty."
"It doesn't sound like I have much of a choice."
"That's because I'm saying and not asking," he snorted.
"Fair enough," you shrugged, "it's not like you're in love with me."
He stared at you for a bit, his face red as you tried to hide the hope you were holding.
"And what if I am..." he trailed off.
You brought your lips in and pursed them as you cursed to yourself for being so awful.
"Then I would say you have good taste," you joked as you tried to make him feel less awkward.
"So date?"
"Date," you agreed and smiled.
