"Nana, is Jackson coming back for dinner tonight?" It was Youngji's turn to make dinner tonight.
"I don't think so, whyyyy?" Nana poked at Youngji with a grin.
"He just hasn't been home for dinner for the past 5 days!" she said nonchalantly.
"You counted?"Nana asked the million dollar question burning in my head.
"Just...I have...like...good memory?" The red-head was flustered. Mhmm, that's as good an excuse as...hold on, let me think about my witty comeback and I'll get back to you. Nana wasn't convince either. Please, no one with a brain would be convinced.
That night, I smiled like some crazy fool. If you know your science, I wouldn't need Botox for the rest of my life cus I smiled so much. Dang, I keep forgetting I'm a dog now. Anyways, I was overflowing with pride from my efforts in making jackji a reality. I wonder if Youngji is fantasizing about her future with Jackson... I wagged my tail and bounded upstairs to check on her.
"Nana, can I ask you a question?" Youngji sat down on the floor with Nana.
"If there's this guy whom you feel extremely comfortable around and you love spending time with him, and without his presenc you feel lonely, does it mean you are best friends?" The Kara member enquired, looking down on the floor.
"Hahaha, Youngji, it means that..." Nana's playful demeanour suddenly turned serious.
"You like him."
"Oh noes..." why oh noes? WHY OH NOES YOUNGJI WHY? THIS IS THE HAPPIEST EVENT OF THE CENTURY WHY ARE YOU OH NOES-ING? O.O
"Just go for it! Why do you look so worried?"
"He's a celebrity..." Youngji examined her fingernails. She was blatantly admitting that she likes Jackson. So much for confidentiality.
"Celebrities have hearts too. Celebrities are humans too!"
"What if I get hated for dating him?" The Kara member's voice trembled ever so slightly.
"What if you give him up?" Nana smiled at her, got up and headed downstairs, leaving Youngji in a room of silence.
Seriousness aside, OMG NANA U ROCK
*HUGS**HUGS* SUCH MEANINGFUL WORDS! Whoo, breathe cucumber, breathe. If this keeps going I'm going to have a heart attack. Can dogs have heart attacks? Anything with a heart can have a heart attack...rite? Sorry, I'm not Einstein.
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"Alright, let's start voting for our roommate couples!" Gook ju announced, pumping her arms in excitment. As part of the valentine's special, the roommates would be choosing two couples. Their two favourite couples would be determined by fair votes. By 'fair votes' I mean votes manipulated by me in order to make jackji a reality. But anything can become truth as long as we believe it is...
The roommates scribbled their favourite couple on a slip of paper and placed it in an open tub before Gook ju sorted it out according to number of votes, throwing away single votes.
When they were munching on their dinners, I pawed through the mix of neat and messy handwritings, unravelling the slips with my delicate paws: it was a tie between jackji, Sunny and Ryohei, and GookJoon (kangjoonxgookju).
"Cucumber, cucumber where are you?" Sunny's voice echoed through the corridor.
Oh really, such good timing.
ABSOLUTELY wonderful.
I couldn't leave any incriminating evidence behind, so I slid the nearest slip of paper over and ate it.
Dont.Even.Ask. and don't ever eat paper.
*shudder* Like I tried tissue paper before and its not that bad but paper paper is like ugh...
"There you are, cucumber, why are you in the girls' room?" Because I was carrying out the duty of a cupid and a hardcore shipper.
"Time for your dinner!" I perked up and bolted downstairs. I needed some food to get rid of the undescribable taste of the mixture of ink and paper fibres in my mouth. My poor tastebuds...
I wonder whose vote I ate though, Sunny and Ryohei's or Gookjoon's?
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Thanks to Cucumber (completed)
FanficMillions of shipping fans can't make Jackson (Got7) and Youngji (Kara) get together. But a beagle named Cucumber sure can