»-› Sweets ‹-«

The first day, Jungkook goes to a small bakery for a cookie. Class had particularly been awful after he got called out by his professor for 'not-trying' on his latest essay. He was furious about it because that wasnt the truth at all. It wasnt his fault he had different views and values. In his opinion, the paper was the first thing he'd ever written. That, apparently wasnt the case.

Jungkook had heard great things about Seokjin's, he'd heard that the service was nice and that the food was great. The drinks were okay, although they were mostly known for the cookies. They were said to have been made by Seokjin himself. He'd also heard from Taehyung that they could cure depression but that was Taehyung, he's just overdramatic about everything.

When Jungkook first entered the shop he was greeted by the smell of diabetes, perfect.

There was a boy standing at the counter, he looked incredibly bored. Jungkook wouldve assume it was Seokjin himself if he didnt notice the nametag covered in little stickers. His name was Jimin, he must be working for Seokjin.

Jungkook stepped up to the counter and shoved his phone in his pocket. He was awestruck when the tiny boy looked up from what he was doing, he was gorgeous. He immediately smiled upon seeing Jungkook and it took everything in his entire being not to try and order him instead.

He had the softest hair, which had very shallow waves towards the ends. His pink sweater matched wonderfully with the aura of the bakery and Jungkook was absolutely swooned.
Sweets, as Jungkook decided to call him (Only in his head of course, he wasnt that confident, anyway,) Jimin leaned his palm against the counter and slipped a tiny notepad out of his pocket.

"Hi! I'm Jimin, I make the cupcakes! What can i get ya?"

Jimin looked at him expectantly and Jungkook just forgot everything else existed.

"A cupcake? Please?" Jungkook blurted out as he instantly tsk-ed himself because he didnt even like cupcakes, but he really liked this boy and wanted to do everything he could to get on his good side.

It apparently worked since Jimin's face lit up as he happily clapped his hands.

"Really?! Oh, yay! No one ever comes in for my cupcakes-" and he pulled a tray from the display under the counter. "These are all still fresh, pick whichever you like!"

Jungkook was amazed, the cupcakes were beautiful. They were obviously hand decorated with detail. He was particularly drawn to the one with the tiny strawberry frosted on top.

He blindly pointed, although he was sure Jimin had no idea which one he was pointing at. "The strawberry one, please." Jungkook smiled softly.

"Oh, the strawberry vanilla! That's one of my personal favorites!" Jimin exclaimed while carefully picking the cupcake up and placing it on a napkin. The tray was filled with cupcakes so it was a little harder.

The fluffy haired boy sat the cupcake on a napkin before holding it out for the taller boy to take. "Here you go! Three dollars please."

Jungkook was astonished at how someone could be so cute while asking for money, and he blindly reached into his pocket, grabbing a ten dollar bill and tossing it on the counter before rushing off. He made sure to call out "Keep the change" on his way out. Oh, he was screwed.

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The very next day, Jungkook had came to the tiny bakery. Truth is he actually enjoyed the cupcake, it was very good and precise. He just really wanted to see Jimin again. Jimin truly had made his day better, he just wanted to experience that bubbly feeling again.

Jungkook swinged the door open, doing his best to avoid the cold air sneaking through the door. To his disappointment, the man behind the counter today wasnt Jimin. He wore a white buttoned shirt and looked much more professional than his Sweets.