#sorry for not saying hello to strangers' kids on my commute i guess

[aelric]

this is so funny

[baepsaesbae]

Spring Will Come Again

Pairing— Jeon Jungkook x reader    

Genre— Photographer!Jungkook x Baker!reader, SMUT +18, fluff, angst, Virgin!Jungkook, Sub!Jungkook, Switch!Jungkook

Warnings— Finger sucking, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, squirting (?), slight choking, there are a lot of emotions, Jungkook is literally so sweet gosh I just wanna hold him tight, this fic is kind of a rollercoaster of emotions bc I myself do b going thru it

Word Count—  ~10.9k  

Summary— Springtime generally brings new beginnings, but being stuck in a small town all your life means nothing ever changes. Finally, something, or rather, someone, stumbles into your life. Can this shy boy manage to change your life forever?

A/N— This beautiful banner was made by @dee-ehn​! Please let me know what you think of this fic! Hope you guys enjoy~

It all started on a beautiful spring day. Something had convinced you to go on an unprecedented early morning walk for some reason. 

The morning air was cold but crisp. You were bundled up in your favorite sweater, and the scarf that your grandmother knitted for you was wrapped snugly around your neck. Normally you would be immersed in your headphones, but since today was already unusual you decided to forgo the music. 

You walked along the banks of the stream that flowed next to your neighborhood. This particular stream held nothing but fond memories. You grew up here with all the other kids. During the summer breaks, you’d play out here from morning to nightfall. This was the place where you saw your first fireflies, and where you won your first fist fight. 

You stopped to sit on the grassy hill that ran alongside the banks, relishing in nostalgia as you took in a breath of fresh air. Everything is so different now. Everyone moved away to pursue their careers or to go to a big university. You were the only one left. Your parents urged you to go to college, but you refused. Who else would help run the bakery? 

As much as you hated to see it, your parents were growing old. Managing the family bakery was getting harder on them. You were such a huge help to them since you basically managed all of the front-of-house work. They worked diligently in the kitchen every day to create the best baked goods in town. 

You had always dreamt of leaving this small town. You’ve fantasized about attending a big university in the middle of a bustling city since you were a little kid. Unfortunately, that can’t happen now. You can’t leave your parents or the bakery behind. You held no resentment though, you loved it. Being an only child was a bit lonely at times, but your parents made you feel loved no matter what.

You laid on the grassy hill, watching the clouds roll by. Maybe life was better this way. It was simple, and you always knew what to expect. Day in and day out, the routine was always the same. 

Everything changed on that day. That was the fateful day that you ran into him. Or rather, he ran into you. 

“Good morning, ____! Where were you this morning? Why weren’t you answering your phone?” your concerned mother asked when you returned home.

“Morning mom. I went on a walk and forgot my phone I guess. Sorry about that. I ended up laying on the hill by the stream,” you replied as you sat at the breakfast table.

Living with bakers was probably one of the biggest blessings in your life. Every meal smelled delectable and you had access to all the fresh goodies you could desire. 

“Wow, you were awake before we were? What a surprise. Here, tell me what you think of this loaf,” your dad set it in front of you.

You tossed a piece of bread into your mouth. The taste was savory to say the least. It was your father’s signature banana bread loaf, only this time with a small twist. 

“Why’d you take out the walnuts? It’s still delicious though,” you said, devouring another piece.

“Well so many customers complain about having nut allergies now. I thought we could sell more if we take them out! You think we can sell this?” he asked eagerly.

“I think this will be our newest best seller!” you happily replied, “I’m gonna go open up the shop. See you guys soon,” you kissed them each on the cheek before taking your leave.

The bakery was down the street from your house, so the commute was only about 5 minutes even if you walked slowly. You brought your phone with you this time, so you were jamming out to your music, oblivious to the outside world. You were so out of it, that you didn’t have time to react to the person quickly rounding the corner.

One moment you were walking to work, the next you were knocked onto the cold hard ground. Your assailant fell on top of you, and you soon locked eyes with him. It was as if time stood still for a moment. He was the most beautiful boy you’ve ever seen. His eyes were wide with concern, and for a moment, you swore you saw stars twinkling within them. 

It took a second to register that this stranger was on top of you, in a compromising position no less. You’ve never been this close to a boy since...well it has been a while. Your legs were intertwined and his nose was only inches from yours. 

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you until the last second,” the boy apologized as he scrambled to get off of you. 

As he helped you up, you reassured him that you were fine. You laughed off the incident and took the boy by surprise. You had the most angelic laugh he’d ever heard. He stood awkwardly gazing at you, before you asked him if he was okay. 

“I-I’m fine! I’m glad you’re okay. I apologize again for being so careless,” he bowed.

“I’m also at fault! I wasn’t paying attention either. So shame on both of us,” you smiled to show him you were joking, “Enjoy the rest of your day, don’t run into anyone else!”

And with that, you parted ways. You forgot about the stranger as the morning rush piled into the bakery. 

Despite being located in a small town, your parent’s were nationally renowned bakers. The bakery was always busy. That was part of why you loved it so much, you were never bored. The regular customers were your favorite. Most of the townsfolk had been coming to the bakery since you were little. 

“Is this banana bread new?” Mrs. Park, the local florist, asked.

“Technically, yes. It’s the exact same recipe but without the walnuts,” you replied.

“Perfect! I’m not too fond of walnuts but I adore your parents’ banana bread,” Mrs. Park beamed, handing you a loaf along with other goods she picked up.

“How’s Jimin?” you asked as you rang her up.

“Oh he’s doing well! He loves it out there in the big city. At first, I was terrified of letting him go. He’s just always been so passionate about dancing, I finally had to cave in. He recently auditioned to be part of some fancy dance crew, and he got in! Can you believe it?” Mrs. Park began to dote on her son.

“That’s amazing! I’m happy for him,” you smiled.

“You know, ____, Jimin is still single. You two would be perfect together--”

“Long distance relationships are hard, Mrs. Park,” your mother interrupted her, swooping in to save the day. Thank god. You wouldn’t have known how to react. 

“She could always move out to the city to be with him!” Mrs. Park retorted, not picking up on the awkward situation she created. 

“I could never leave the bakery,” you responded quickly.

“Ah, yes that’s right. You have such a good daughter, Mrs. _____. Jimin never took any interest in taking over the family business. I’m jealous of you!” Mrs. Park said to your mom.

After what seemed like an eternity, Mrs. Park finally left. You were fond of her, but she never knew when to stop talking. Jimin was a good friend of yours growing up. You never wanted to admit that you had a huge crush on him. You figured it wouldn’t have mattered anyway, since he was so fixated on moving out. 

The morning rush had died down. You took this opportunity to restock and tidy things up before the afternoon rush. The store bell rang, indicating the arrival of another customer.

“Welcome in! I’ll be with you shortly,” you called out from behind the counter. 

“No worries, thanks!” the customer yelled back.

Once finished, you popped up with a bright smile on your face. Your parents taught you to always greet the customers with a smile as soon as they walk in. 

However, the customer wasn’t facing your direction. He was looking at the baked goods that aligned the opposite wall. You patiently waited for him to make his selection. He kept walking back and forth, eyeing all of the baked items. You left your station behind the counter and approached him.

“Can I help you with anything, sir?” you piped up behind him.

The man jumped back, startled.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you,” you apologized.

“It’s okay! I didn’t hear you at all. You must be some sort of ninja-- Oh it’s you!” the boy turned around to face you.

It was the gorgeous boy who ran into you earlier. 

“Hello again! I guess it was my turn to frighten you,” you joked.

“That’s fair,” he nodded, “What’s the best thing here?”

“Mmm that’s hard for me to say, considering that I love them all. What kind of tastes and textures do you like?” your customer service persona kicked in. 

“I like sweet things I guess? I like bananas too…” he trailed off.

“We don’t have any bananas in fruit form, but we do have killer banana bread,” you beamed.

“That sounds good, but I don’t really like nuts so--”

“There are no nuts in our new recipe! You must be lucky, this is the first day that we’ve started selling them. Want me to ring you up a loaf?” you interrupted him.

“Oh no nuts? Okay, I’ll try it,” he agreed quietly.

“Would you still like to get something sweet as well?” 

“Yeah, if that’s okay,” he nodded timidly.

“Of course it’s okay! My personal favorite is our milk pudding bun. The pudding in the middle is pretty creamy plus the bread is unbelievably soft! If that’s not for you, then we have a classic chocolate bun filled with, surprise surprise, chocolate. We also have…” you led the boy around the entire bakery.

You were too focused on recommending various breads to notice him stealing glances at you that lingered longer than normal. He patiently let you talk his ear off about the goodies.

“I’ll go with the milk pudding bun,” he smiled shyly.

“That was the first one! You should’ve stopped me from rambling,” you huffed.

“I wanted to know my options. Plus you seemed pretty happy,” he added softly.

“Alright, let’s go check you out then,” you headed to the counter, “I haven’t seen you before. What brings you to our little town?” you attempted to make conversation.

“Mmm, to get away, I guess,” the boy said after a pause.

“Are you in some sort of trouble?” you leaned over the counter to whisper.

“Kind of,” he whispered back.

“Stay right here, I can call the police,” you frantically murmured as you whipped out your phone.

“No no! Not like that,” he couldn’t contain his laughter, “I’m a fine arts student. My main focus is photography, but lately I haven’t been able to capture anything worth printing,” he explained.

“Ohhh,” you said, feeling dumb, “Then why come to a town in the middle of nowhere? You won’t find much here.”

“To an untrained eye, maybe so. But to a professional, beauty can be found anywhere,” he said proudly.

“Then why can’t you find anything back home? And aren’t you still a student?” you questioned.

“You know, I was really hoping that you’d let me have that,” the boy deflated.

“Aw, I’m sorry! If you ever want to take photos of the beauty that is bread, you’re always welcome here,” you smiled.

“I might take you up on that offer,” he said as he grabbed the purchased goods, “What’s your name by the way?”

“____. Yours?”

“Jeon Jungkook.”

“I’ll see you around, Mr. Jeon Jungkook. Oh! And if you’d like a tour of the town, I’d be more than happy to show you around,” you suggested.

“That would be nice,” Jungkook pondered, “Where can I find you?”

“I’m here every day. I get off at 3pm,” you answered.

“Cool. I’ll drop by tomorrow, if that’s okay?”

“Sure! See you then!” you waved goodbye.

“Who was that?” your mother asked when the boy left.

“Some photography student that said he wanted to get away for some inspiration. I offered to give him a tour tomorrow after work,” you explained. 

“Do you want me to come with you?” your dad offered.

“I’ll be fine on my own, thanks,” you quickly turned him down.

You spent the next morning frantically flip flopping between outfits. Should you go with a pretty top paired with a skirt? Or perhaps keep it casual with a t-shirt and jeans? Or should you go with a simple dress? You know you’re supposed to be a tour guide, but you still wanted to look somewhat presentable. You settled for the dress. It gave off a “cute but not trying too hard” type of vibe. 

Time seemed to slowly drag on as you waited for Jungkook to return. You had already mapped out your route, making sure it was efficient (not like there’s much to see anyway). You wanted to surprise him with a picnic at the end of the tour. Hopefully it could help show off the natural beauty of the forests and meadows that surrounded the town. As the clock approached 3pm, you began to wonder if springing a surprise picnic on a stranger was odd. Oh god, what if it was? You hadn’t had much interaction with people your age once all your friends went off to live their own lives. Panic was starting to set in when the front bell chimed.

“Hey! I’m a little early, but I can wait around until you’re finished,” Jungkook greeted you. You noticed a fancy looking camera dangling around his chest.

“It’s all good! Business has been slow today, I’ve been bored,” you admitted.

“Oh I see--” Jungkook was cut off.

“Hi! I’m ____’s mom. Did you like the bread you bought yesterday?” your mom materialized out of nowhere with a pan of fresh bread in her hands.

“It was delicious! Better than anything I could get in the city,” Jungkook complimented.

“Why did you batch a new batch? No one has come in after 1pm,” you aggressively whispered to your mom. 

“I got bored,” she pouted, “Here, have one! On the house, think of it as a welcoming present to our town,” she motioned for Jungkook to take a fresh loaf off the tray.

Jungkook’s face lit up at the offer as he thanked her for the snack. His smile lingered as he took a bite, savoring the taste.

“You must have some sort of good luck charm; you’re getting even more free food later,” you chuckled as you plopped a wicker basket onto the checkout counter.

“Sweet,” he beamed. 

You let out a small sigh of relief. It didn’t seem like Jungkook was creeped out by the thought of eating with a stranger. With the basket in hand, you led Jungkook across the town. There truly wasn’t much to see. Your family’s bakery was in line with the rest of the town’s shops. You passed by the florist, the cafe, the grocery store, and the post office within the first 3 minutes just by walking down the street. You added in little personal stories with each business that you pointed out. 

Jungkook paused by the flower shop, in awe of all the beautiful arrangements. His eyes scanned the outside displays, as if he was looking for something. 

“Need something specific, dear?” Mrs. Park asked her potential customer. 

“Do you have Tiger flowers?” he inquired.

“Tiger… No, but I can probably order some for you,” she offered.

“Ah, that’s alright. I’m sorry to bother you,” Jungkook apologized before rejoining you.

“Did you wanna take a picture of that specific flower?” you asked him as you strolled along the sidewalk.

“Yeah, it’s my birth flower,” he shyly nodded.

“Oh nice! I don’t know what my birth flower is, but yours sounds pretty. Ah, here is the town square. Over there is the courthouse/government building/boring stuff happens in there probably,” you said as you pointed out the building.

“This is cool,” Jungkook examined a decrepit well that stood in front of the courthouse.

“I guess. I always thought it would be better if they replaced it with a big pretty fountain or something,” you mentioned as you looked down into the dark abyss of the well.

Jungkook said nothing as he began taking pictures of the well from various angles. You watched him frown at each picture he took before he tried to take another. 

“Maybe you could take a picture looking into the well? I mean, you’d probably have to stand on it to get a full shot and your feet will be in it but…” you suggested before realizing that you knew nothing about photography.

Jungkook immediately hopped onto the well, disregarding the loose pebbles that crumbled away under his weight. Pointing the camera directly down into the well, he snapped a couple of pictures. He didn’t bother hopping off of the well before scrolling through the pictures he just took. You caught yourself staring at him, admiring his features. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, his lips were pursed, and the wind was blowing his bangs over his forehead ever so slightly. He really was a handsome boy, though he seemed to be completely unaware of it. 

“How’d it turn out?” you asked as he climbed down.

“Not bad actually. Better than the angles I took at first,” Jungkook smiled with approval, “I’ll show you after I touch them up.”

“I’m excited to see! Also, this basically concludes the tour because everything else is residential stuff. Unless you wanna take pictures of random people’s homes,” you joked.

“I’m good. Is this where we’re eating? I kinda skipped lunch,” Jungkook looked at the wicker basket in your hand.

“Nope! I’m gonna take you somewhere special. Are you okay with a bit of light hiking?”

“Sounds fun,” Jungkook grinned. 

“Perfect! Now it’s your turn to lug this thing around,” you said as you handed him the deceptively heavy basket. 

You took him to the outskirts of town, where nature was left untouched.

“Is this where all the cool kids have their picnics?” Jungkook asked as you led him down an old trail.

“All the cool kids left this town a while ago, so I can’t speak on their behalf. However, this is where I like to have my picnics so take that in whatever way you please,” you responded.

It was a sunny day on the verge of being too hot, but the densely wooded forest provided enough shade to make it comfortable. Your parents used to take you on walks in these woods when you (and they) were younger. Of course, now the hilly paths and loose soil would only wreak havoc on your parents’ old knees. You’ve grown accustomed to exploring on your own. Bringing Jungkook along was a pleasant change. 

“You okay with eating here?” you suddenly stopped, pointing over to a field just off the trail.

“I’ll eat anywhere, I’m starving,” Jungkook quickly nodded. 

“I’m fully aware of that; I could barely hear the birds chirping over the sounds of your stomach growling,” you teased.

An old tree that was large enough to cover up the entire picnic blanket with shade proved to be the ideal spot. Jungkook set down the wicker basket that you assigned to him earlier, eagerly waiting for you to finally open it.

“On the menu today we have fruits as an appetizer, ham and cheese sandwiches in homemade croissants as the main course, and last but not least, chocolate buns for dessert,” you proudly showcased each item.

“I never knew bread could taste so heavenly until I went to your bakery. I’m happy I walked in,” Jungkook praised as he wolfed down his sandwich.

“It’s not my bakery, it’s my parents’ bakery,” you corrected him as you ate the fruit.

“Don’t you work in it nearly every day? I don’t see how it’s not your bakery too,” Jungkook insisted.

“I’m not the one running the business,” you argued.

“You seem to put in the same amount as work as them. Instead of baking, you’re handling all of the customers. That’s gotta count for something, right?” Jungkook persisted. 

“Fine, I guess you could say it’s a family bakery. Happy?” you huffed, clearly annoyed.

  “Hey, I wasn’t trying to make you angry. I’m sorry if I overstepped,” Jungkook apologized, putting his sandwich down, “I wanted to let you know how much I love your family’s bread, that’s all.”

“No, it’s fine. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped at you. It’s just…” your trailed off as you gazed at the blue sky.

“I don’t want to pry, but I’m happy to sit here and listen,” Jungkook offered. 

“I don’t want to scare you away by dumping my personal issues on you,” you tried to lighten the mood.

“I don’t think you could do that, ____,” Jungkook assured you. 

Your eyes widened ever so slightly since he caught you off guard with his sincerity, but soon you gave him a soft smile.

“Fine, since we’re just sitting here anyway,” you caved as you picked up your sandwich, “I wish I wasn’t here anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I love my parents and I love the bakery. I just wish I got to go to a big city somewhere and attend a real university. I don’t know what I’d study, I just know that I thought my life would be different by now,” you turn away from him to hide your watery eyes.

“It’s not all that great,” Jungkook responded after a short pause, “I came from a small town too. The only difference was that it was along a beach, not by a forest. Wait, the location doesn’t matter,” he quietly scolded himself, “What I’m trying to say is that I did get away from my hometown. I was so excited to finally be a city kid. I didn’t realize how overwhelming it would be. Now look at me. I’m a senior in college with no direction in life. That’s what I get for choosing a career with no job security,” he chuckled as he looked down at the camera around his neck. 

“But are you doing what you love?” you quietly asked.

“I think so. Are you?” he asked back.

“I think so,” you sighed, finally turning to look at him. 

“I could always take you back to the city with me,” Jungkook flashed you a big bunny smile.

“Don’t joke with me like that. I hate getting my hopes up,” you playfully punch him in the arm. 

“I’m not joking!” he yelped in surprise.

The conversation turned into a more cheerful one. You both spoke about your dreams, both childhood and present day. It was fun talking with Jungkook as you both watched the clouds roll by without a care in the world. 

“Maybe you could get some pretty shots of some wildlife while we’re out here,” you recommended when the conversation came to a pause.

“Do you want to model for me?” Jungkook asked.

“Huh?” his sudden proposal surprised you.

“It’s completely okay if you don’t want to! Actually, just forget I said anything,” Jungkook looked down at the camera in his hands in a futile attempt to hide his flushed cheeks. 

“Just tell me how to pose,” you smiled, already getting up.

“Uh, just act natural,” he said awkwardly as you leaned against the thick tree trunk.

At first, you made some silly poses that made Jungkook laugh. To be honest, you only did that because you really didn’t know how to pose next to the tree while making it look natural. Forcing a smile, you attempted to lean on the tree like as if it were another person. 

“You don’t have to fake a smile,” Jungkook called from behind the camera.

“I don’t know what to do!” you called back.

“Act natural!”

“How do I do that?”

“Naturally!”

His response rewarded him a sarcastic eye roll, followed by a burst of laughter. Jungkook furiously clicked his camera as you laughed even harder. He praised you for ‘being in your natural state’ as he took shots from ridiculous angles. He gave you a thumbs up after he was satisfied with the impromptu photoshoot.

“Is laughing until I can’t breathe just me being in my natural state?” you asked playfully as you sat back down on the picnic blanket.

“It was authentic, so I would say so. I wish I could capture sound too, your laugh is so cute,” Jungkook said nonchalantly as he scrolled through the photos.

His eyes widened as soon as he realized what he said. He opened his mouth to try and take it back, or at least cover it up. He looked over at you shyly, only to see that you were digging out dessert from the basket. He let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, you didn’t hear him. 

“How were the pictures?” you asked, scooting to sit beside him after handing him the dessert.

“See for yourself,” he proudly showed you.

You were amazed by his talent. Even without editing, the photos looked like they were ready to be submitted into a contest. Everything looked so perfect. Your smile was genuine, the lighting was optimal, and your hair looked surprisingly good. You applauded him for his talent, to which he bashfully denied by saying he was still such an amatuer. You both finally dug into the desserts. 

“These chocolate buns were amazing,” Jungkook licked his lips after he finished it.

“They’re my personal favorite! They’re also the best things that I can make on my own,” you winked at him as you finished yours.

“You made these?” Jungkook’s doe eyes filled with awe.

“Yep! Don’t act so surprised,” you pouted.

“Sorry, it’s just that you told me your parents bake everything. These were really good! Probably the best things I’ve had since--oh wait. You have a little something,” Jungkook leaned forward to wipe the corner of your mouth with his thumb. 

You both froze for a second, in shock of this intimate gesture. Jungkook’s mouth opened to apologize, but you stopped him before he had the chance. Without thinking about it, you put your mouth around his thumb. You sucked on it for a second before you snapped back to reality. You started apologizing profusely the instant his thumb left your mouth. 

“It’s okay! I shouldn’t have touched you in the first place,” Jungkook shied away from you, refusing to look you in the eyes. 

“I don’t know what came over me,” you apologized as you grabbed his hand.

Jungkook looked at you with an embarrassed expression the moment you held his hand in yours. At first you didn’t realize why he was so embarrassed, you were the one sucking his thumb. But then, you noticed Jungkook sheepishly resting his other hand in his lap.

“Jungkook,” you said sweetly.

“Yes?” he answered, his eyes averting yours once more. 

“Do you want me to do it again?”

“Huh?” he looked back at you with disbelief. 

You made a bold move as you moved to straddle his lap, each leg settling beside his waist. You brought his hand up to your mouth and batted your eyes innocently.

“Like this,” you say before licking his pointer finger. 

Jungkook gulped while slowly nodding his head, giving you permission to continue. His eyes stayed glued on you as you wrapped your lips around his finger. You dragged your flattened out tongue from the base to the tip. You then reversed this motion, but instead only using the tip of your tongue. You began to work on his middle finger as well. It was hard to fit his long fingers in your mouth, but you’re no quitter. Your tongue weaved between his fingers, adequately coating them with your saliva.

Jungkook’s breaths quickened the longer you went on. You felt a bulge grow between your thighs as you straddled him. Perhaps wearing a dress was a great idea after all. Your hips began to move on their own as you slowly grinded on Jungkook. 

“____…” Jungkook moaned quietly when you daringly took three fingers into your mouth.

Rubbing your clothed pussy against his hard crotch spurred you on even more. Drool was dribbling down Jungkook’s arm and your chin, but neither of you cared. It just made you look more erotic to him. His other hand was on your hip to help you maintain a rhythm. You opened your eyes to make contact with his as you suckled his fingers. That’s all it took to make him come undone.

He quickly pushed you off of him as he cried out. You were both too shocked to say anything for a few seconds. Jungkook seemed too embarrassed to look you in the eyes again, his cheeks bright red.

“Jungkook, I--” you started to apologize.

“You probably think I’m pretty lame huh? Cumming in my pants like some sort of middle schooler,” he looked down in defeat. 

“What? No, of course not!” you disagreed.

“Don’t lie,” Jungkook refused to believe you.

“Jungkook, that was honestly the hottest thing I’ve ever done. What we just did was hotter than when I was actually having sex,” you tried to cheer him up. 

“You’re not lying?” Jungkook finally looked up at you with sad puppy dog eyes.

“I swear I’m not. I could help you clean it up, if you’d like,” you offered. 

“I think that would make me feel worse. Just hand me some napkins and I’ll go take care of it myself,” he declined.

You packed everything up while you waited for Jungkook to return. He discreetly threw away the ball of used napkins into the designated trash bag, praying to god that you weren’t looking. 

The walk back was quiet and awkward. Neither of you knew what to say. You were horrified with how you acted; you’ve never been so bold before. Jungkook was ashamed of cumming before he had the chance to do anything to you. He felt so pathetic. 

“I’m sorry for making you so uncomfortable, Jungkook,” you finally apologized.

“Are you kidding? You think I would cum that fast if I was uncomfortable?” Jungkook looked at you with incredulity, “I’m the one who should be sorry. I’m disgusting and came in my pants while you did all the hard work.”

“You’re not disgusting at all, Jungkook. I enjoyed it too. I can’t remember the last time I was that horny,” you laughed.

All the tension in the air had disappeared. Jungkook bounced back to being his cheery self. The conversation went back to normal as you brought him back to the bakery. You hugged him goodbye and were about to leave when he caught your hand.

“Thank you so much for the tour. I know we’ve only known each other for a day but... would you like to go on a date with me?” Jungkook asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.

“No,” you said firmly, watching his shoulders fall, “I’d love to go on a date with you,” you smirked.

“You jerk!” Jungkook gasped. 

You couldn’t help it, he was too easy to tease. After working out the details, it was decided that he would come pick you up on Friday night. 

Jungkook took you to basically the only restaurant in town (that wasn’t the cafe). It was a family run Italian eatery, and it took Jungkook by surprise.

“Is everyone in this place a master chef or something? This is delicious!” he praised as he ate his pasta.

“I guess it’s the authenticity of family recipes? You probably eat at more chain restaurants while you’re in the city,” you shrugged as you twirled noodles around your fork.

The date went on pleasantly. Jungkook wanted to know as much about you as you did him. The conversations you had were lively and fun; there was never a dull moment with him. Something about him just automatically clicked with you.

“What’s your favorite thing to photograph?” you asked.

“I like taking pictures of landscapes and buildings. That’s why I was super excited about going to a university in the city. It’s a lot easier than taking pictures of people! Unfortunately, that’s where the money is right now,” he explained.

“You don’t like taking pictures of people?”

“Not really, no,” he answered bluntly.

“Then why did you ask me to model for you?” you were genuinely curious.

Jungkook froze in his seat. He took a long sip of his drink before answering you. 

“For practice, I suppose,” he said softly. 

“I’m happy I was able to help then,” you smiled, thinking nothing of it. 

Jungkook seemed grateful that you didn’t press for more details, and was soon coaxed out of his shy shell once the topic of anime came around. You were happy that he took you out on a proper date, you hadn’t been on one in so long.

He walked you back under the pale moonlight. You were admiring the twinkling stars when you realized that Jungkook hadn’t said anything in a while. His hand awkwardly brushed against yours when you first left the restaurant, but you didn’t think much of it. Jungkook seemed to be thinking hard about something as he walked alongside you. You were going to say something when the back of his hand brushed against yours again. He instantly pulled away and uttered a small “sorry”.

“What’s wrong, Jungkook?” you were worried now, you thought the date went well. 

“Nothing…,” his voice trailed off as he looked away.

You interlocked his pinky with yours without a word. Jungkook looked over at you with surprise, but said nothing. He admonished himself for not committing to hold your hand, but he was happy with this too. In fact, he thought it was cuter than actual hand holding.

You arrived in front of your house. Bidding Jungkook goodnight, you went in for a hug. Jungkook also went in for a hug, but he leaned the same way you did. In a quick bumble, your lips grazed the corner of Jungkook’s, causing you to jump back. You stood in Jungkook’s arms, looking away in embarrassment. He brought up one of his hands to cup your cheek, forcing you to look back at him. His eyes sparkled under the moonlight as he gazed into yours. 

Slowly, you found yourself leaning forward. Jungkook met you in the middle, his lips finding yours. It was a tender kiss, sweet and soft. You broke it off after a couple seconds to giggle, but Jungkook pulled you back into it. He kissed you gently, yet with so much passion. You reciprocated his affection as your fingers intertwined with his hair, deepening the kiss.

He finally pulled away, smiling back at you. To be honest, you wish it lasted longer. However, you knew you would have had a hard time controlling yourself if it did.

“Thank you for dinner,” you thanked him with a soft voice.

“Of course, thank you for accompanying me,” he bowed like a gentleman and kissed your hand. You couldn’t help but laugh at his gesture.

“Too much?” he tilted his head.

“Don’t change a thing,” you continued to laugh. 

All sorts of thoughts about Jungkook swam in your mind as you fell asleep that night. 

Jungkook soon began to hangout with you every day. When he wasn’t out trying to take pictures, he would be in the bakery keeping you company. Your parents teased him, saying that he better buy something or else they’d kick him out, but they never did. In fact, your mom would always sneak him some freshly baked goods. 

After work, you and Jungkook would spend even more time together. It didn’t matter if you guys were exploring nature, cooling off in the stream, or just watching movies; you enjoyed it all. It was nice having someone to talk to for a change. Jungkook never asked to make plans with you, he just assumed you guys would hangout the next day when he said “see ya tomorrow!”

You knew you had a crush on Jungkook, but you didn’t know how he felt. Yes, he took you on a date. Yes, you’ve kissed. Yes, you made in cum in his pants (not necessarily in that order). You were waiting on him to ask you to be his girlfriend. You didn’t want to pressure him, especially when you knew that he’d be going back to school in the fall. 

One day, much to your chagrin, Jungkook was helping you with inventory. You argued that he shouldn’t work since he wasn’t getting paid, but he smiled and replied that spending time with you was all the payment he needed. You were too flustered to argue after that.

“Great, everything has been accounted for! Can you help me put this box back up there?” you asked him, nodding your head at a particularly high shelf that was out of your reach. You grabbed a step stool for him to make it easier.

Jungkook lifted up the heavy box of supplies with ease, and placed it back on the shelf. He looked down at you and smiled.

“What?” you cocked your head.

He said nothing as he leaned down and kissed your forehead, “You just look cute from up here.”

You looked away as you blushed, not knowing what to say. Jungkook laughed as he got down from the step stool. He teased you about it for the rest of the day.

Days flew by as it was getting closer and closer to Jungkook’s departure. You let Jungkook decide on what to do during his last day there. He picked you up at the bakery after your shift. He wanted to take one last stroll with you around town before he had to leave. You were about to hug him goodbye when he invited you over, saying that he had a box of popcorn he needed help finishing.

After watching a couple movies, Jungkook had his arms around you as you rested your head on his shoulder. Cuddling had become a norm between you two. Jungkook suddenly nudged your side, causing you to shriek.

“Sorry, just making sure you were still awake,” he giggled.

“I was, but now I definitely am,” you said as you returned the favor and tickled his sides.

It soon became a war of tickling as laughter erupted from both of you. Jungkook was just as ticklish as you were, making it a deadly battle. Before you knew it, you were straddling Jungkook, gripping both of his wrists in your hands. You both stared at each other as the laughter subsided, now replaced with heavy breathing. 

“You could easily knock me over, you know,” you said as you lowered your nose to his.

“What if I don’t want to?” he whispered back.

He moved his head upwards to kiss you, catching you by surprise. You kissed him back, pushing him back down. You lowered your hips to rest on his hardened crotch. You let go of his wrists to help him take off his shirt before removing your own. 

Once your lips connected again, Jungkook’s hands moved freely over your body, gently caressing your breasts. He treated you so tenderly, it made you even hornier. Your hands reached down to unzip his pants.

“Is this okay?” you paused to ask.

“Only if you take off your pants too,” he answered with a smirk.

Soon enough you were both down to just your underwear. You palmed Jungkook’s erection, curious to see it. It already felt huge in comparison to your hands.

“I want to fuck you, _____,” Jungkook groaned as you kissed his neck.

“I’m glad we want the same thing. Where do you want me?” you cooed. 

“Like this is fine,” he quickly answered. 

He helped you take off his underwear, revealing his massive dick. Your pussy clenched at the sight of it. You wriggled out of your panties and positioned yourself on top of him. 

“Ready?” you asked.

Jungkook just nodded, his eyes wide with anticipation. He gulped as he watched you slowly lower yourself onto him, taking in each inch slowly. You moaned as he went deeper and deeper in you. You hadn’t had sex in a long time (and admittedly it wasn’t very good). Now, you were sopping wet and Jungkook was filling you up perfectly. Once you reached the base of his dick, you took your time going back up.

From the look on Jungkook’s face, he was in pure bliss. You continued to tease him as you fucked him slowly. You transitioned from taking his entire length to just swiveling around his tip, making him moan from the overstimulation. Jungkook dug his nails into your lower back, begging you to take all of him in again.

You leaned back over and peppered kisses along his chest and up his neck. Jungkook whimpered at the sensation, his breathing grew uneven. You giggled at him as you suckled on his neck, leaving wet kisses in your wake. Once you had enough of teasing him, you slammed back down onto him, and both your moans filled the room. Your hips began to move faster as you bounced on top of him. Jungkook’s grip on you tightened. 

“I--I’m gonna cum,” he panicked.

You immediately hopped off, hoping to edge him. He whimpered at the loss of your warm pussy, but your plan seemed to work. His eyes begged you to get back on top. 

“Now it’s your turn to fuck me,” you demanded as you laid down on your back.

Jungkook complied and positioned himself between your legs. He bent over to kiss you while he pushed his cock back inside of you. He took his time at first, but then tried to pick up the pace. His movements were awkward and stiff, and his pelvis hit your hips in a way that you knew they were going to bruise later.

“Jungkook, just relax,” you commanded.

Jungkook steadied his breathing and took your advice. He was finally able to find a rhythm and stuck to it. Luckily, it was the perfect rhythm for you as he continuously grazed your g-spot. Jungkook moaned with every stroke as your warm insides squeezed around him. You wrapped your legs around him, bringing him even closer. You looked up at him to see that the usual sweet star filled doe eyes of his had switched to a version of pure ecstasy as he gazed down at you with blown out pupils. The change was a little jarring, but also incredibly sexy when you realized the potential duality Jungkook could have. You pulled him into a deep kiss, tongues exploring foreign regions as he pounded into you. 

“I’m gonna--,” his breath hitched.

“Cum on me baby,” you panted as you furiously rubbed your clit, desperate to cum with him.

With perfect timing, Jungkook got to feel you cum around him for a few seconds before he had to pull out and finish all over your chest. He gave you a quick peck on the cheek before scurrying off to find something to clean you with. 

He rested his head on your chest as you held him close. You were falling asleep when he said something.

“Sorry, what did you say?” you asked him since you barely heard him.

“I am, well I guess was, a virgin,” Jungkook admitted.

“Oh,” you tried to mask your surprise.

“I didn’t wanna say anything. I mean, how lame is it that I’m a college senior and have never gotten laid. You’re probably surprised huh? I’m not lying, I swear.”

“I am surprised, but only because you seem like ladies would be all over you. You’re so handsome, funny, charming--”

“Yes yes keep going,” Jungkook joked.

“--and a genuinely good guy. Plus I feel like being a photographer would help you meet a lot of pretty girls,” you reasoned.

“While all of that is true, the real reason is pretty embarrassing. I’m...I’ve always been kinda scared of girls,” Jungkook sighed as you tried to suppress your laughter, “I’m not kidding! I always get so nervous around girls, I could never actually talk to them.”

“So am I not a girl in your eyes?” you teased.

“You’re a woman,” he answered cockily.

“Shut up! I hope your first time was enjoyable. Thanks for entrusting me with your v card,” you laughed.

You both continued joking and laughing the night away until you fell asleep in each other’s arms. While that night was enjoyable, it made Jungkook’s absence hurt more. 

Life had sunk back into the same mundane routines once Jungkook left. Of course, he still kept in touch. He would text and video call you as often as he could. He’d send you pictures of his newest shooting locations, and you’d always be the first person he’d show his finished products. 

You loved witnessing Jungkook’s passion grow, he had a new spark in him that wasn’t there before. With your encouragement as an extra shove, he applied to his dream job. He explained to you that it was with an agency that would send him to a random country where he’d work with a participating magazine company. You secretly envied him for even having the possibility of exploring the world. 

Days and weeks started to blend together. Your parents insisted on having you help out more in the kitchen, presumably to get your mind off of Jungkook. 

It was a weird fling you had with him. However, it also didn’t seem like a fling. Most flings didn’t still keep in touch in a long distance “friendship”, or whatever it was you had. You were never officially dating, but it sure as hell felt that way. You cursed yourself for waiting for him to ask, you should’ve just done it yourself. Of course, part of you felt like you’d just hold him back if you guys actually ended up dating. 

These thoughts constantly swarmed your mind. Ironically, the only time you weren’t thinking about your dilemma was when you were chatting with Jungkook. The end of the semester was quickly approaching, and you could tell that he was getting antsy. He hadn’t gotten offers from anywhere that he applied. You could do nothing but give him hope but assuring him that someone somewhere will hire him. 

You watched snow fall outside when you got a call. 

“I GOT IN!!!” Jungkook exclaimed.

“What?! Where?!” you jumped up in excitement.

“My top choice! The one where they send me to another country! Guess where I’m going,” he sing songed.

“Umm… Italy?”

“Close! I’m going to España,” he said with a spanish accent.

“That’s amazing, Jungkook. I’m so proud of you! I knew you could do it. When do you leave?” you asked.

“In a week. God, I’m so excited! Oh, my parents are calling. I’ll talk to you later?”

“Of course. Congrats again,” you cheered before he hung up.

Before you knew it, you were crying. You were honestly happy for Jungkook, but reality hit you. You were never going to be able to tell him that you loved him. You were never going to be with him, not while you’re stuck in this town. It sucked, but you had no choice but to accept that. 

Two days had passed since that phone call. Jungkook was probably busy packing and working out minor details, so you stayed out of his way. You figured things would probably be like this from now on. Why would he bother talking to a small town girl while he’s out exploring the world? 

You were restocking the milk puddings rolls when the front bell chimed. 

“I’ll be with you in a second,” you called out.

“No worries, I’ll wait all day if I have to,” a familiar voice responded.

You dropped the rolls as you turned around with lightning fast speed. Jungkook stood at the doorway, beaming a big bunny smile at you. You ran to him, embracing him in a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. 

“Surprise,” he smiled.

“What are you doing here?” you asked as you wiped tears from your eyes.

“I needed to see you. I was planning on coming back and surprising you even before I left. You didn’t think I’d leave without saying goodbye, did you?” he ruffled your hair, “Oh, and those tiger flowers are beautiful,” he nodded over to the flower bouquet on the checkout counter.

“I got them because they reminded me of you,” you blushed, your ears turning red.

“Did I hear Jungkook?” you mom poked her head out of the kitchen, “Oh my goodness! Honey look! Jungkook is back!” she called your dad. 

Your parents came out to greet him. He explained everything to them, and they congratulated him. 

“How long will you be here? Aren’t you leaving soon?” your dad inquired.

“I leave tomorrow night. I wish I could stay longer,” Jungkook answered solemnly. 

“____ suddenly doesn’t have to work until after you’ve left,” your mom smiled fondly at you.

Your eyes lit up as you kissed your parents on the cheek to thank them. After grabbing your jacket, you took Jungkook’s hand and dragged him out. You both aimlessly walked around the town as you chatted. He went more in depth with the details of his job. He was most excited about capturing photos of the city. After looking up some pictures of the architecture, he immediately fell in love with Madrid.

Jungkook invited you over to watch some of the short films he worked on over the past semester. While they were just videos of his friends with no plot, you could feel their friendship seeping through the screen. The way Jungkook played with music and colors really enhanced the already well shot video. You felt at peace sitting beside Jungkook on his bed as he showed you all his past projects. Part of you wished that this moment would never end. 

“You’ve made me a better person, you know,” Jungkook said out of nowhere, “I’m more talkative around my friends, and I’ve gotten more comfortable with being myself.”

“I didn’t do anything, that’s all you,” you smiled as you poked his chest. 

“You definitely helped,” he ran his fingers through your hair, “I love you, ____.”

Your heart skipped a beat.

“I love you too. I thought I’d never get to say that,” you said with a sigh of relief. 

He looked into your eyes before leaning forward slowly. You’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, you practically pounced on him. You kissed him passionately, as if to show him how much you missed him. Clothes were thrown in every direction leading to bare skin being exposed.

Jungkook’s soft hands roamed across your body as if he were trying to memorize your every curve. His touch was a bit rougher than the last time, his lips crashed against yours as he pinched your nipples. You couldn’t tell if it was desperation, carnal lust, or just a new side of Jungkook, but you didn’t mind in the slightest. His erection pressed against your thigh as your hands tangled themselves in his dark hair. You reached down to grab his cock, gripping from the base and slowly dragging your hand to the tip and then back down. He shuddered at the sensation, moaning into your mouth. 

“Should I get on top?” you batted your eyes.

“Nope, I have a better idea,” Jungkook growled as he flipped you over onto your knees, “Can I fuck you like this?”

“Fuck me however you want,” you answered gleefully. 

Jungkook rammed into you without hesitation. He firmly gripped your hips to keep you in place as he thrusted into you. His dick sent waves of ecstasy as he crashed into you. He surprised you when he reached his hand around you to play with your clit, causing you to squirm under him.

“Be a good girl and stay still,” he ordered. 

His newfound dominance turned you on. He was no longer the baby boy that followed your every move, although you were sure that side of him was still there somewhere. You got lost in pleasure and didn’t realize how far gone you were till you felt liquid dripping down your inner thighs.

“You’re so fucking wet baby. All this for me?” Jungkook panted as he continued snapping his hips into you.

“Mhm, of course. Only for you,” you managed to moan out between thrusts.

“That’s my good girl. Get up,” he demanded as he hopped off the bed. 

You obeyed, curious as to what he was going to do. As soon as you got off the bed, he spun you around and pushed your chest back over the covers. He slipped back into you with ease, groaning as your slick juices coated his cock. This new position enabled Jungkook to directly hit your g-spot with each thrust. Again, his hand wrapped around your waist to find your clit. His other hand found purchase on your neck, slightly choking you. The overstimulation had you crying out in bliss that you had never experienced before.  

You were practically gushing now as your wetness ran down your legs and sprayed onto Jungkook’s thighs with each strong impact.  Jungkook lifted up one of your legs onto the bed, spreading your pussy.

“Now touch yourself for me,” Jungkook directed.

He didn’t have to tell you twice. Your legs started to shake as you played with your clit at the perfect pace while Jungkook drilled into you. You were sure that you had already came numerous times by this point, but you could feel the grand finale soon approaching.   

“Jungkook I--” you didn’t get a chance to finish your sentence as you climaxed onto his dick. He was infatuated with the way you looked from behind, and he couldn’t get enough of it. He pushed you back onto the bed with your legs still hanging from the edge. He reinserted himself while you laid there, completely delusional from the pounding you had been receiving. 

“You’re such a sexy woman,” he moaned as he anchored the weight of his arms onto your shoulders. 

He continued his torment downwards. Your bountiful cheeks bounced back and forth while he repeatedly rammed into your g-spot causing you to release more of the juices his massive cock craved. 

 He slowed his pace but still kept going to help you ride out your high for as long as possible. The sensation of you cumming on him was enough to bring him right to the brink of no return.

“Can I cum on you?” he pleaded in a tone all too familiar to you.

“Please do,” you nodded.

“God, you’re so sexy,” he said as he gave you a couple more hard thrusts before pulling out and coating your ass with white strings. 

Jungkook held you in his arms after wiping you down with a towel, both of your chests heaving in sync. You both managed to work up a sweat, but Jungkook still smelled amazing. He played with your hair as your eyelids started to get heavy. 

“_____,” he whispered softly.

“Yes, Jungkook?” you replied with your eyes still closed. 

“Come with me.”

“What?” your eyes shot open. 

“Come with me to Spain. I know it sounds crazy, but I don’t care. You’ll finally get the adventure you’ve always wanted, and we’ll do it together,” he kissed your forehead. 

His unexpected proposition had you overwhelmed. You were speechless. You would go with him in a heartbeat. It wouldn’t matter where you’d go, as long as you were with him. 

“Jungkook...you know I can’t do that,” you fought back tears, nuzzling yourself further into his chest. 

“I wanted to ask your parents as soon as I arrived but you rushed me out too quickly and--”

“I can’t leave them, you know that,” silent tears rolled down your cheeks. 

“I think they’d understand. Plus, you’ve said that they’ve tried to convince you to go to college,” Jungkook was getting desperate, he thought you’d agree on the spot.

“They need my help now more than ever. My parents are getting old. As much as I want to leave this place, I can’t. I’m going to be stuck here forever. I’m so sorry, Jungkook,” you wept.

“It’s okay, ___. We can ask them tomorrow, how does that sound?” he rubbed your back. 

“No, I can’t do that to them. You know they’ll say yes. I have to stay,” you sniffled.

“You’re a great daughter. I can’t force you to come with me. I’ll miss you. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone,” Jungkook’s voice started to falter.

“Don’t worry about me. Go live out your life. Eat great food. Take beautiful pictures. Meet pretty girls,” you tried to lighten the mood.

“You think I want to meet pretty girls? Why would I do that when I have you,” he hugged you tightly.

“We aren’t even dating, Jungkook. I don’t want to hinder you more than I already have,” you blurted. 

“I...I know we aren’t dating. Not officially. But that’s just a stupid label. I want to be with you,” Jungkook’s voice softened to hide his pain. 

“Maybe this was a bad idea,” you said as you got up.

Jungkook immediately pulled you back into him. Your nose brushed against his wet cheek, causing you to freeze up when you realized that he had also been crying.

“Please stay with me. At least just for tonight,” he pleaded.

“Alright. I can do that,” you softly kiss him. 

You woke up the next morning with your head on Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook looked adorable while he was asleep, with his mouth agape and his hair falling messily over his forehead. You tried to inch away, but he just pulled you closer, making it impossible to escape. 

He woke up with a yawn a couple minutes later. He smiled down at you before ruffling your hair.

“Jungkook, I’m sorry about last night. I--”

“Let’s not talk about it. This is my last day with you for god knows how long. Let’s just enjoy ourselves, okay?” he interrupted you.

It had been three years since that spring when you met Jungkook. You sometimes reminisce about the times you had with Jeon Jungkook. It honestly felt like a dream. Communication with him slowly faded away, and now the only conversations you had with him were one message long during birthdays and holidays. You kept up with him more through Instagram. He regularly uploaded his beautiful pictures, and you could tell that his talent only grew. He had a knack for making dull buildings and streets come to life. 

Your parents planned to retire soon, leaving you to tend to the bakery by yourself. They mainly managed the front-of-house work during the busy hours now. Their goal was to finally sell the bakery, but you protested against it. As much as you wanted to be rid of the chains that tied you down, you were scared. You didn’t know what you would do if the bakery was suddenly gone. It was all you’ve ever known. 

Ever since your parents announced their retirement plans, you started to dabble in pastry making. They were impressed with your skills, and your creations got added to the menu. Word spread that the already famous bakery was now carrying delicious pastries, and business soared. 

You were busy decorating your latest desserts when your mother came into the kitchen.

“Your father and I have to go run a quick errand, we’ll be back soon!” she said before giving you time to protest. You grumbled to yourself as you placed strawberries on your cakes, praying that no one would come in.

“Hello? Anyone here? The sign says open,” someone called from the front.

‘God dammit’, you thought before putting on a fake customer service smile. 

“Welcome to--” you stopped in your tracks.

Jungkook was standing in the middle of your bakery, looking even more handsome than you had remembered him. His face lit up as soon as he saw you. You couldn’t help yourself as you ran towards him, colliding into him with a forceful hug.

“I hear you sell desserts now,” he grinned.

“Jungkook! What are you doing here? Your hair, it’s so long! And...do you have tattoos now?!” you were in shock. 

“Do I look more artsy now?” he laughed, “I came to see you. I wanted to try your desserts too, of course. No one would believe me when I said nothing can compare to your family’s bakery. Oh, I have a present for you.”

You became giddy with excitement as Jungkook brought out a brown paper bag and handed it to you. You pulled out prints of a beautiful girl standing in a forest. Wait...it looked familiar…

“Is this me?” you asked as your mouth hung open.

“Yeah, these are the pictures from when you took me on that picnic. Would you believe me if I said I barely had to touch anything up? They were already nearly perfect,” Jungkook said proudly.

“It’s because you’re a talented photographer,” you smiled.  

“That, and because I had the perfect model. How could I not ask the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen to model for me?” he said as he tucked your hair behind your ear.

“So I wasn’t just practice?” you recalled asking him about it all those years ago.

“I was so nervous back then, I couldn’t bring myself to tell you the truth,” he laughed, “I’m much more open now.”

You promptly switched the ‘OPEN’ sign to ‘CLOSED’ and sat Jungkook down. You brought out one of your fresh strawberry cakes, eager to hear his opinion. His face contorted with pleasure as he took the first bite. He complimented the flavors and textures, saying that everything tasted like perfect harmony. You laughed together as he shared stories of his time abroad. He intently listened while you opened up about the struggles of the bakery. 

“Anyway, that’s enough complaining for now. I’m happy you’re back! How long are you staying for this time?” you tilted your head. 

“Depends,” Jungkook answered as he gazed out the window. He looked back at you with a serious expression. He quickly grabbed your hand and pulled you close, bringing your face just inches away from his.

“Do you still want to explore the world?” he asked.

“Of course, that’ll never change. But...you know I can’t,” you answered somberly. 

“After everything you just told me, you still think you have to stay here?” Jungkook raised an eyebrow, “My next gig is going to be in France. Come with me this time, _____.”

You stared at him with a stunned expression. You thought he had forgotten about you. Now here he is, asking you to run away with him again.

“Why did you lose touch? I thought you had moved on. I made peace with that. God, it hurt like hell, but I came to terms with it. And now we’re doing this again,” your voice cracked as tears welled in your eyes.

“Honestly, it hurt me too much. I couldn’t bear talking to you every day or video chatting you, without knowing when I’d see you next. I never stopped thinking about you. I tried. I tried to forget...but no one could ever come close to you,” Jungkook cupped your cheek in his palm, “There’s a really good patissiere academy close to where I’ll be working. You could go there and sharpen your skills! Then maybe one day open up a bakery of your own...if you wanted.”

“But what about my parents--”

“Stop using us as an excuse to hold yourself back,” your mom scolded you as she entered the bakery.

“Did you like your surprise?” your dad winked.

“You knew?” you were bewildered.

“Jungkook contacted us a while back, asking if we thought his plan could ever be a possibility. I figured you were still head over heels for him since you never dated anyone else,” your mom shrugged.

“If you want to go, go. Don’t worry about us. We can sell the bakery, and finally retire,” your dad said. 

“You have your parents’ blessing, ____. This decision is entirely up to you. What’s it gonna be? Will you come with me to France?” Jungkook asked again.

“I..,” you looked at your parents before your eyes wandered back to Jungkook, “Yes. I’d love to,” tears of joy rolled down your cheeks.

Jungkook got up and embraced you in a tight hug before he whispered, “I’ve missed you so much,” in your ear. 

“Well, we better start packing,” Jungkook turned to your parents.

“Packing? Already?” your eyes widened. 

“We leave by the end of the week!” Jungkook gleefully took your hand and dashed out of the store. 

Jungkook dragged you through the town up to your house. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched his long hair bounce around while you ran. You could’ve sworn that sometimes they looked like bunny ears.

He was definitely Jungkook, but he seemed like the upgraded version of the shy boy you once knew. He had a new confident aura around him, and he seemed more manly than boyish now. Everything was happening so quickly, but you were nothing but excited for the adventures to come. 

As long as Jungkook was by your side, you were ready to take on the world. 

Published March 26, 2021. No editing, copying, translating, or reposting allowed. All Rights Reserved © 2021 Baepsaesbae.

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[Translation] StarMyu - Osananajimi Melancholy Track 3 - Hiragi & Otori Chapter -

I forgot I had this in my drafts XD Anyway, I haven’t seen any translations for this yet so here’s mine ^^ I didn’t translate the first track (Kuga/Toraishi) but the translation for it is available on the Wiki just for those who are curious~  Track 2 (Eigo/Tatsumi) was translated by me here ^^

The track is 23 or so minutes long so please be prepared for quite a long read ^^;

※ Please don’t re-post the English translations without permission. Please just like/reblog them instead ^^

Under the cut, enjoy~!

Track 03: [幼なじみメランコリー ～柊＆鳳編～] “Childhood Friends Melancholy ~Hiragi & Otori Chapter~”

[0:00]

  AKATSUKI: My name is Akatsuki Kyoji.

AKATSUKI: The year that I spent as a member of Ayanagi Academy’s top stars, the Kao Council, is about to come to an end.

AKATSUKI: This is… An incident that happened to us a few days before our graduation ceremony.

 AKATSUKI: Childhood Friend Melancholy 3: Hiragi & Otori Chapter.

 (birds chirping)

  AKATSUKI: I still remember clearly the day I first got accepted to the school.

AKATSUKI: Most of the people here come from the middle school department. Since I was accepted after being in the senior high school department, I didn’t know anyone.

AKATSUKI: I commuted to school by bus, which I can’t handle well in the first place. I wasn’t feeling well that day.

AKATSUKI: I was extremely nervous.

AKATSUKI: Yes… I will never forget it.

AKATSUKI: That was the day that I met them.

 (flashback to Akatsuki’s first day at school)

AKATSUKI: Um… My class is…

AKATSUKI: (groans) This is bad… I suddenly got dizzy after seeing the list of names…

AKATSUKI: (sighs) I guess I really am still a bit bus-sick.

[Otori approaches him]

OTORI: What’s your name?

AKATSUKI: Eh…?

OTORI: You’re checking the class list, aren’t you?

AKATSUKI: I-it’s Akatsuki… Kyoji…

OTORI: Akatsuki, right? Let’s see…

OTORI: Oh, I found it! Hm~ You’re in Class A, too, huh.

AKATSUKI: “Too…?”

OTORI: Can you make it to your classroom? You look a bit pale…

OTORI: Do you want to go to the clinic?

AKATSUKI: N-no, this is just motion sickness… I’m alright.

AKATSUKI: Thank you very much.

OTORI: (laughs) Why are you so formal? I’m a first year, too, you know?

AKATSUKI: Eh? A-ah, I’m sorry!

AKATSUKI: You just seemed so mature that I thought you were my senior…

OTORI: Is that why you’re making such a nervous face?

OTORI: It’ll be a waste of a good first day, you know~?

OTORI: Okay, give me your hand. Let’s do a handshake.

AKATSUKI: Huh…?

OTORI: Come now~ (Otori grabs Akatsuki’s hand)

AKATSUKI: …!

OTORI: Doesn’t it ease your nervousness a bit when your hand’s held like this~?

OTORI: Your fingertips are warmer now, aren’t they?

AKATSUKI: Oh…

AKATSUKI: Um… Yeah…

OTORI: (smiles) That’s nice. You’re looking better, too.

OTORI: Then, I’m in a different class so I’ll be going now.

AKATSUKI: Ah…! Thank you, really…!

OTORI: You’re welcome. (smiles)

OTORI: Say hello to your classmate Hiragi Tsubasa-kun for me~

AKATSUKI: Eh…?

[02:54]

  AKATSUKI: Hiragi Tsubasa.

AKATSUKI: I did hear that the Hiragi Household’s heir was admitted to the school this year but…

AKATSUKI: At that time, I didn’t know that I’d be in the same class as him. I didn’t expect to be sharing rooms with him as well.

AKATSUKI: Of course, I also didn’t anticipate that we’d be chosen for a Star Team together and that we’d be chosen to be members of the Kao Council in two years, too.

AKATSUKI: I only found out that Otori Itsuki, the student I met by the bulletin board that day was Hiragi-kun’s relative when we became members of a Star Team.

AKATSUKI: There was always a strange atmosphere between Hiragi-kun and Otori-kun.

AKATSUKI: Just when I think that they’re getting close… It looks more as if they treat each other like strangers…

AKATSUKI: Far from being called “best friends” but, closer than just “relatives”…

AKATSUKI: They seemed to me more like childhood friends.

AKATSUKI: Though… I feel like that kind of awkward atmosphere has happened so much that I’ve been desensitized to it…

[04:22]

  OTORI: Wait, I can’t?

HIRAGI: Of course you can’t.

HIRAGI: Why do you want to hold a thank-you party in such a large venue when I remember specifically telling you that all third years and teachers don’t even reach 40 in number?

OTORI: You’re so particular, huh, Hiragi?

OTORI: The bigger the better, isn’t it?

OTORI: I’ll show you that I can plan well enough to be able to utilize the big space.

HIRAGI: What kind of plan, to be exact? Is it something very wonderful and thorough?

OTORI: Well, that’s… (chuckles) I’m about to think of something now. Right, Akatsuki?

AKATSUKI: (sighs)

OTORI/HIRAGI: Hm?

AKATSUKI: Geez… Why do I have to agree with you about the thank-you party?

OTORI: Do you hate the idea of working on the thank-you party that much?

AKATSUKI: I don’t like the idea of working on it with you.

OTORI: Oh my~

HIRAGI: I’m so sorry, Akatsuki.

HIRAGI: We ended up deciding on it at homeroom when you were absent.

OTORI: Why weren’t you at school that day again?

AKATSUKI: … I was resting at home because of a cold!

OTORI: Ah~ Maybe it’s because you were waiting for a certain someone in cold weather, huh~? (1)

AKATSUKI: …!

HIRAGI: Normally, it should have been taken care of by Sazanami and me as we’re the class representatives but…

HIRAGI: Yuzuriha strongly recommended including the both of you so…

AKATSUKI: I know.

AKATSUKI: That day, I got a message from Yuzuriha-kun saying, “It’s your turn~” and my condition got worse.

OTORI: (laughs)

HIRAGI: I’m so sorry.

AKATSUKI: It’s not Hiragi-kun’s fault. You and Sazanami-kun already do more work than us for the Kao Council so I don’t mind doing the planning for the class.

AKATSUKI: It’s just… (groans)

AKATSUKI: Why does it have to be with Otori-kun?!

OTORI: I know I shouldn’t be saying this [about myself] but, aren’t I suitable for it?

OTORI: I don’t get why he referred you though.

HIRAGI: Isn’t it because Yuzuriha thinks that you need someone to watch over you?

OTORI: Oh~

AKATSUKI: It’s a very troublesome decision!

OTORI: There, there~

HIRAGI: (chuckles) I’m very sorry to ask this of you Akatsuki but, it makes me feel at ease.

HIRAGI: In the end, this will help ease our burdens as class representatives, too.

HIRAGI: No progress will be done if it’s just Otori.

HIRAGI: In any case, all your proposals for the venue will be rejected in the meantime.

OTORI: Guess I have no choice. I’ll start thinking from square one again.

OTORI: What do we do, Akatsuki? If we can’t use a large venue then, should we settle for a more “at-home” atmosphere?

OTORI: Like, should we borrow the Hiragi Household’s garden and host a garden party?

AKATSUKI: There you go again with your absurdity…

OTORI: I’m serious, you know?

OTORI: Didn’t you do that a lot when you were younger, Hiragi? The party where all your relatives are there—

HIRAGI: Otori!

AKATSUKI: Hm?

OTORI: Ah, sorry. I used the wrong term… The one who was there was me and Hiragi was… Right…?

HIRAGI: …

AKATSUKI: (to himself) … Um…

[07:25]

  AKATSUKI: (to himself) I take it all back.

AKATSUKI: (to himself) At times like this, the atmosphere is definitely tense, and it continues to be…

(Hiragi and Akatsuki are walking home together)

  AKATSUKI: Are you sure it’s okay? Having us go and do an inspection of your garden, I mean.

HIRAGI: I have gotten permission already so it’s okay.

HIRAGI: However… To get there from your house, you might need to take the train or a bus, correct?

HIRAGI: Are you going to be okay?

AKATSUKI: Well, since I have to, I’ll prepare myself properly.

HIRAGI: I will be there as well so, if you feel bad, please don’t hesitate to tell me.

AKATSUKI: Sorry about that.

AKATSUKI: Still, I didn’t think that Otori-kun would be serious about doing a garden party…

HIRAGI: I don’t know how serious he is about it but…

HIRAGI: He said he has something to tell Grandfather so, I think he’s just using the garden inspection as an excuse to visit the residence.

HIRAGI: Otori can’t quite handle our Grandfather, you see.

HIRAGI: I’m sure that he won’t have the heart to talk to him unless he finds reason to.

AKATSUKI: Heh~ So there are people that even Otori-kun can’t face, huh?

AKATSUKI: That’s kinda nice to hear.

HIRAGI: (laughs)

HIRAGI: …

HIRAGI: I’m sorry about a while ago.

AKATSUKI: Eh?

HIRAGI: Otori and I ended up making the atmosphere weird…

AKATSUKI: A-ah, don’t worry about it. Last year’s was a lot stranger than that after all.

HIRAGI: (smiles) I guess that is true. (chuckles)

AKATSUKI: (chuckles)

AKATSUKI: Were you and Otori-kun… close when you were younger?

HIRAGI: Eh?

AKATSUKI: (flustered) A-ah, no, um…  I knew that you were relatives but, in a big household like yours, there are people you don’t see often, right?

AKATSUKI: Your personalities are complete opposites and you don’t look alike at all…

AKATSUKI: I was just thinking how you two got close…

HIRAGI: …

HIRAGI: We were the same age so… There were a lot of times when we played together when we were kids.

HIRAGI: In a sense, I guess you could say we’re childhood friends.

AKATSUKI: I see.

  AKATSUKI: (to himself) I thought I might’ve said something I shouldn’t have after seeing his troubled face…

AKATSUKI: (to himself) I guess you could say I was relieved that Otori-kun wasn’t here when I asked that unnecessary question…

AKATSUKI: (to himself) I really slipped up this time.

AKATSUKI: (to himself) To think that I’d cause trouble for Hiragi-kun…!

[10:27]

  (Akatsuki is in the bus on the way to Hiragi’s house)

  AKATSUKI: (yawns) This is bad… I couldn’t prepare myself for the ride there.

AKATSUKI: (sighs) I’ll just take it easy and try to recover…

(Akatsuki’s phone receives an alert)

AKATSUKI: Hm? A message?

AKATSUKI: Ugh… It’s from Yuzuriha-kun…

(Akatsuki takes a deep breath and opens the message)

AKATSUKI: Ugh… It’s all written in romaji…

AKATSUKI: He always has Sazanami-kun help him with writing so what’s up with this?

AKATSUKI: Let’s see…

AKATSUKI: “Today… at Hiragi’s house… I heard that… there’s going to be a meeting…”

AKATSUKI: “Make Hiragi and Otori get along, s'il vous plait…”

AKATSUKI: “If I worry too much and Sazanami finds out… he’ll tell me that… I’m meddling too much…? So… please keep this message a secret from Sazanami~” (2)

AKATSUKI: … This is bad…! Yuzuriha-kun’s Japanese is so bad that I’m feeling a bit—

[11:42]

  (Akatsuki rings the doorbell and Otori opens the door)

  OTORI: Hello, welcome~! Oh? You’re looking a bit pale…

AKATSUKI: I’m—I’m okay. Where’s Hiragi-kun?

OTORI: It seems like he got here before us. Come in, come in~

AKATSUKI: Is that okay?

OTORI: Hiragi will get mad at me if I make you wait at the entrance. Come in.

AKATSUKI: I’ll take you up on your offer then. Pardon the intrusion.

OTORI: Will you be okay at the reception hall? Feel free to sit wherever you like.

AKATSUKI: Y-yeah…

AKATSUKI: … Heh~

OTORI: Akatsuki, is this your first time here?

OTORI: It’s an extravagant mansion, isn’t it?

AKATSUKI: Hiragi-kun was raised in this house, wasn’t he?

OTORI: (chuckles) You really love Hiragi a lot don’t you, Akatsuki?

OTORI: Ah, look. There’s a picture over here.

(Otori walks closer)

AKATSUKI: Eh?

OTORI: This is… I wonder when this was taken.

(Akatsuki takes a closer look)

AKATSUKI: Ah… His middle school uniform looks fairly new there.

AKATSUKI: Maybe it was from the opening ceremony?

OTORI: (chuckles) He looks completely different from Hiragi now, huh~?

AKATSUKI: This one is…?

AKATSUKI: It looks like a picture from when he was much younger.

OTORI: Ah, that’s from the party where all the Hiragi Household relatives were there.

OTORI: Everyone in the picture is our relative.

AKATSUKI: Really?

OTORI: The one in the middle is Ayanagi’s Chairman, our Grandfather.

OTORI: And then, the one standing next to Hiragi is—

AKATSUKI: Oh! Is it you?

OTORI: Yeah.

AKATSUKI: (smiles) You seem more or less the same as that time.

OTORI: (chuckles) Am I supposed to say thank you to that?

AKATSUKI: You’re even holding hands. So you really did get along when you were younger, huh?

AKATSUKI: Hiragi-kun told me that you two were like childhood friends.

OTORI: …

AKATSUKI: But… You two sometimes have… a weird atmosphere about you, huh?

AKATSUKI: You’re concerned about other’s—about what we think and it’s like… you’re keeping your distance… or something?

OTORI: …

OTORI: Akatsuki…

AKATSUKI: Hm?

OTORI: Actually—

(door opens)

HIRAGI: Please excuse me. I’m sorry for the wait.

OTORI/AKATSUKI: …!

AKATSUKI: Hiragi-kun…!

OTORI: H-hey…

HIRAGI: That picture is…!

OTORI: Ah, sorry. I showed him without asking.

AKATSUKI: A-ah, I’m sorry…!

HIRAGI: Ah, no, it’s—Otori, can I borrow you for a moment?

OTORI: Y-yeah…

(they both leave the room)

[14:30]

  (Hiragi and Otori talk from the other side of the door and Akatsuki hears them)

  HIRAGI: What in the world were you thinking?

AKATSUKI: Huh…? Hiragi-kun…?

OTORI: I-is it that bad?

HIRAGI: Please don’t just carelessly show that around. In the first place, that picture was from before I was—

HIRAGI: If he asks me about it, I don’t know what answer I’ll give Akatsuki.

OTORI: Avoiding the question isn’t equal to lying, you know?

HIRAGI: That’s not the problem here!

AKATSUKI: …!

HIRAGI: If he asks then… It’d be difficult for me to keep quiet.

OTORI: Then, do you want to tell him the truth? I don’t really mind though.

HIRAGI: Otori!

AKATSUKI: (to himself) Wha—This…! Wouldn’t it be bad if I heard this?

(Akatsuki runs off)

HIRAGI: Right now�� Weren’t you just about to tell Akatsuki the truth?

(Akatsuki stops dead in his tracks)

OTORI: (chuckles) Maybe so.

AKATSUKI: Hm…? Otori-kun…?

OTORI: To be honest, I don’t even understand why you’re keeping it a secret from him.

HIRAGI: For you, it’s okay but for me--!

OTORI: What? That his opinion of you would change if he found out?

OTORI: I don’t think he’s that kind of guy, you know?

HIRAGI: I know that!

AKATSUKI: (to himself) Wh-what should I do…? Should I stop them…?

AKATSUKI: (to himself) Ah, no, but… If they find out that I heard their conversation a while ago, they’ll—

HIRAGI: You’ll never understand anything about me and him!

AKATSUKI: (to himself) This is bad…!

OTORI: Only the two of you can understand what you have with each other.

AKATSUKI: (to himself) My motion sickness from a while ago is getting worse because of all the worrying…

OTORI: I don’t think I have a say in--

AKATSUKI: (to himself) I’m feeling faint all of a sudden…

(Akatsuki faints)

(Hiragi and Otori stop arguing)

[16:06]

  OTORI: Wh-what was that just now?

HIRAGI: Akatsuki, what ha—(Hiragi opens the door)

HIRAGI: …! Otori, Akatsuki’s collapsed!

OTORI: What?!

(Hiragi runs to Akatsuki)

HIRAGI: Akatsuki, are you alright?!

OTORI: Let’s carry him to the bed for now. Will your room be okay?

HIRAGI: (nervous) Yes!

OTORI: I’ll help you so can you help him stand up?

AKATSUKI: (groans in pain)

(Akatsuki regains consciousness)

  AKATSUKI: …! This is…?

AKATSUKI: I see… I fainted and… Ah…! Hiragi-kun and Otori-kun are—

(door opens and Akatsuki pretends to be asleep)

  HIRAGI: (smiles) Oh my, I thought he’d have regained consciousness by now.

OTORI: It looks like he’s asleep.

HIRAGI: Indeed.

AKATSUKI: (thinking) I-I ended up pretending to sleep. How did this--? Ah, but… It’s awkward just like a while ago…

OTORI: Here, I ended up buying some medicine so, give him some when he wakes up.

HIRAGI: I understand. Thank you very much.

OTORI: I wonder if he heard us talking just now…

HIRAGI: Even if he did, I don’t think he’d understand all of it…

AKATSUKI: (thinking) That’s true! That’s why, you two… Don’t talk about anything important while I’m pretending to be asleep here…!

OTORI: About a while ago…

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Otori-kun…!

OTORI: It’s honestly painful for me to keep quiet.

OTORI: Akatsuki’s getting hurt. He’s only pretending like he’s not.

HIRAGI: Eh?

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Hm?

OTORI: Of course, it’s not like he knows of the truth yet.

OTORI: But, he already has a feeling that we’re not normal relatives or childhood friends.

OTORI: He’s just not asking us anything.

OTORI: He’s a nice guy, isn’t he? Though, he is scary when he’s mad.

OTORI: Are you uneasy [about him finding out]?

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Otori-kun…

HIRAGI: Otori…

HIRAGI: You’re misunderstanding something.

HIRAGI: I’m not anxious at all.

OTORI: Eh?

HIRAGI: I’m sure that his way of thinking won’t change even if he knew the truth.

HIRAGI: But… He is very kind.

HIRAGI: He suffers when he sees others suffering, he has sympathy for his friends and tries to support them through anything.

HIRAGI: I…

HIRAGI: I know that very well.

OTORI: …

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Hiragi-kun…?

HIRAGI: Akatsuki is my bestest friend who understands me the most.

HIRAGI: Everything that I proudly hold dear, he thinks of as important and treasures them as well.

HIRAGI: That’s why…

HIRAGI: Right now, I want to keep it a secret from him.

HIRAGI: Until I’m strong enough to not cause him any worry.

OTORI: Hiragi…

OTORI: (smiles) I can’t win against you at all.

HIRAGI: (chuckles) But, of course.

OTORI/HIRAGI: (laughs)

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Hiragi-kun… Otori-kun…

AKATSUKI: (thinking) You were hesitating while keeping that in mind…

AKATSUKI: (thinking) I’m so pathetic.

AKATSUKI: (thinking) I won’t mind no matter what kind of secret it is.

AKATSUKI: (thinking) I’m happy as long as the five of us can be together again.

OTORI: I respect your feelings.

HIRAGI: Otori.

[20:14]

  OTORI: Still, I wonder if Akatsuki really hasn’t noticed yet.

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Hm?

OTORI: He’s pretty naïve then, huh? It’s something that’s pretty easy to tell just by looking at the picture, right?

HIRAGI: Indeed. It really gave me quite a scare a while ago.

OTORI: Right~? I mean, we were both standing in front of our parents that time, you know?

OTORI: Our positions were strange, weren’t they?

AKATSUKI: (thinking) What?

(Otori and Hiragi continue to talk but Akatsuki’s ‘thoughts’ are louder)

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Hey, Otori-kun…! Isn’t that something I’m not supposed to hear!?

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Hey, stop him, Hiragi-kun…!

AKATSUKI: (thinking) Stop it…! At this rate, you’ll end up spilling everything…!

AKATSUKI: (internally panicking and trying to drown out Hiragi and Otori’s conversation) Uwah, uwah, uwah, uwah, uwah…!

AKATSUKI: (more panicking) UWAH!!!!

AKATSUKI: (wakes up and starts coughing)

OTORI/HIRAGI: Oh!

AKATSUKI: Th-this room is pretty—pretty stuffy, huh…? (he fakes coughing again)

AKATSUKI: I woke up because my throat was so dry…!

AKATSUKI: (exaggerated coughs)

OTORI: Akatsuki…?

HIRAGI: Did you hear--?

AKATSUKI: What? What do you mean? I didn’t hear anything at all.

OTORI/HIRAGI: Ah…

HIRAGI: Ah, no—

AKATSUKI: (coughing)

AKATSUKI: (sighs)

[21:40]

  AKATSUKI: I’m sorry for causing such a ruckus.

AKATSUKI: You didn’t have to take me all the way to the bus station, you know? I’m already fine, Hiragi-kun.

HIRAGI: No, I’ll get worried after how you fainted a while ago.

HIRAGI: Otori was worried, too. He’d have seen you off too if he hadn’t been called by our grandfather.

AKATSUKI: Well, I’d refuse him. I’ll only get dizzy if I stay alone with him.

HIRAGI: (laughs)

HIRAGI: Then, I’ll see you off here. Please don’t hesitate to call if something happens.

HIRAGI: Don’t push yourself too much, please.

AKATSUKI: Yeah, thank you.

HIRAGI: … Your face is still a little blue…

HIRAGI: Please excuse me.

(Hiragi cups Akatsuki’s face)

AKATSUKI: Huh…?

HIRAGI: Like this, you’ll feel better from the warmth of my hands.

HIRAGI: It’s something I learned from my parents when I was young.

AKATSUKI: …!

HIRAGI: There, you’re looking better now.

AKATSUKI: (smiles)

HIRAGI: Akatsuki?

AKATSUKI: (chuckles)

HIRAGI: What’s with you all of a sudden?

AKATSUKI: Ah, I take back what I said yesterday.

AKATSUKI: You and Otori-kun have some similarities.

HIRAGI: Eh…?

AKATSUKI: (smiles)

  AKATSUKI: After seeing Hiragi-kun’s slightly troubled face, I felt a bit strange inside.

AKATSUKI: I’m pretty sure that there’s nothing left for me to ask them about their relationship.

AKATSUKI: But, I feel like I’ll just say “I thought so~” and laugh if they actually tell me truth on their own.

  ==END==

Translator’s Notes:

(1) For thos who’ve forgotten, he’s actually referring to a scene in the OVA/2nd myu where Akatsuki was waiting for Otori near the train station to his house in the cold weather ^^ This scene in the musical/anime right here:

(2) I didn’t really know how to portray this part but he was actually imitating the way Yuzuriha says “desu” at the end of the message so it’s “de~su” instead of the usual “desu”.

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[sunnysidewrites]

Daycare helper!Seungcheol

y’all im deceased :’))) he aint even my bias but a man with kids is tRULY A REAL!! MAN!!! hope you enjoy my first published headcanon!!

ok so let's get this show on the road

seungcheol with kids is a cONCEPT DONT FIGHT ME ON THIS

he is the cutest little bean with mini little beans clinging on his legs

a kid with smaller kids my heART

he only has this as a part-time job so he's still fairly young but boy does he treat it as his primary

he absolutely adores children and has been wanting to raise one for the longest time ever

taking care of kids as their parents are temporarily away isn't something he sees as just babysitting; he's proud he's deemed trustworthy enough to have someone put their kid in his care

and he does a damn well job at it too

he's a second dad to all of them

sasha cut her knee? he's rushing with a first aid kid

nick and carol are fighting over a crayon? they're suddenly best friends in one minute stat

your little sibling has to stay at the daycare while your parents are at work and you're in school

you go straight there after school to pick them up since it already takes a while to commute there

your parents were originally the ones supposed to pick them up but they've been swamped with work recently and made you do it in their stead

which you didn't mind at all

you got to spend more time with your little one

and you soon found out about the cute guy who works there

when you went to pick up your sibling they ran up to you happily (iM SCREAMING JUST IMAGINE HOW CUTE THEIR LITTLE LEGS AND BRIGHT FACES ARE)

“y/n!!!! you're here!!!! :DDDD”

and when you ask them about how daycare was they would point at seungcheol and be like

“that's Papa Cheols!!! he's a lot like dad”

and you're just like well. that's literally the cutest thing ever coming from this tiny 8 year old child.

“papa cheols” soon sees you across the room and his heart is just doing somersaults

you're actually the cutest being he's ever laid eyes on

he needs to check in with you and your sibling to confirm that you're the one who's picking them up

he practically pushes away the crowd of little children around his knees and makes a beeline for you

“hello!!! i'm papa -- i mean seungcheol. are you here to pick up y/s/n?”

he's a Flustered Wreck™ and can't hold your gaze for more than 2 seconds

you're just starstruck and kinda stare into his dark eyes and respond a second too late

“o-oh yes!!! that is me i am picking them up haha :)”

your sibling is just like wuts goin on?? ??? ??? ???? can we leave now

you both kinda just linger there awkwardly before your sibling tugs on your arm and demands to go home at that instance lmao

“ok ok we're leaving now!”

“w-wait!”

he's lowkey about to ask you out but he chickens out and just says “s/he is a real bright one!!” rip @cheol

you're just like oh,,,, ok well that's good to hear!! we’ll get going now :))

once you actually leave he stares off in the distance and is just

*.* what a beautiful creature

you continue picking up your sibling for a month and by this time you're well acquainted with seungcheol

sometimes when your sibling takes a while to gather their things or finish whatever activity they're doing, you and seungcheol take advantage of that to talk

you find that he's fresh in his early 20s and you should be like stranger danger❗️ ❗️ ❗️ but what danger is in a big man who has 4 kids clinging on his back, arms, and legs?? and he always has a truckload of snacks and coloring books and just

dangerous is the last word to ever describe him

he's been trying to build up the courage to properly ask you to hang out but he's always so intimidated by you and your beauty and :’))))

one day when your sibling is taking forever to get ready, he casually asks you what your weekend plans are

when you say you don't have anything planned he's like my cH AN CE!!!

“there's the opening of the park down the street from here,,,, do you,,, w-wanna,,,,, check it out with me?”

you're combusting on the inside

ofc you accept!!! damn right!!!!

when saturday comes around you force your sibling to stay at home to not third wheel LOL

“but y/n!!!! he's my papa cheols!!!”

“hANG OUT WITH OUR REAL DAD HES NOT YOUR PAPA”

after much bickering you eventually convince them to stay at home and watch cartoons

you reach the park a little earlier than him and start tugging on your hair and clothes out of nerves

“don't do that you'll mess up your hair!!”

you whirl around and he's suddenly in front of you jesus christ

“sorry!!! did i keep you waiting?”

you can't help but to check him out in that fitted shirt and flannel,,,, and those skinny jeans that hug him a little too much,,,, iS IT HOT IN HERE

your mouth is suddenly dry

“n-no i just got here”

he blinds you with a smile and starts walking you around the park

he planned a pICNIC FOR YALL IN FRONT OF THE LAKE I AM NOT OK

you're just,,, where did the basket come from,,,,

he just sheepishly looks at you and you can kinda guess why he was running a little late

after finishing your lunch you silently sit there, taking in the scenery and how soothing the atmosphere is

he suddenly takes your hand and you're just like ThIS IS NOT!!! A DRILL!!!!

after a few moments of silence you hear him take a deep breath

“i,,, really like you y/n. i knew it from the moment you walked in the building. isn't it funny how i get a little jealous of how much you care for your sibling?” he blushes

“why?”

“bc i want you to care for me just as much”

iM DEAD BYE

and after some blushing and giggling you leave the park hand in hand with smiles plastered on your faces i am so soft

bf seungcheol will take care of you and look out for you so much!!!

[thegoldenyears-memories]

    ✯ MY HEAD IS AN ANIMAL ✯ // a phoebe elliot mix

                                                                    { listen / download }

01. CHERRY BOMB de THE RUNAWAYS { can't stay at home, can't stay at school, old folks say, ya poor little fool. i'm the fox you've been waiting for. hello daddy, hello mom, i'm your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb. hello world i'm your wild girl, i'm your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb. }

02. TIME TO PRETEND de MGMT { i'm feelin rough i'm feelin raw i'm in the prime of my life. i'll move to paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars. this is our decision to live fast and die young. we've got the vision, now let's have some fun. yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do? get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute? forget about our mothers and our friends. we were fated to pretend. i'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms. i'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world. i'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home. yeah i'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone. }

03. I LOVE IT de ICONA POP FT. CHARLIE XCX { i crashed my car into the bridge. i watched, i let it burn. i don't care, i love it. i don't care. you're on a different road, i'm in the milky way. you want me down on earth, but i am up in space. you're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch. }

04. I’M GOOD de THE MOWGLI’S { i'm good, i'm good, i'm good, i'm good, living life just like i should, wouldn't change it if i could. you only live once, i'm good with myself. i'm there for my friends until the very end. i wanna see another love revolution. }

05. KIDS de MIKKY EKKO { oh, i'm going to let the future in, the future in. take it on, make it on my own. oh, into the fire we go again, we go again. shake it off before we get too old. sweet harmony, send us out with nowhere to go. kids, kids, kids are gonna do what they want. bottling sun in an hourglass. upside down but don't look back. over and over, taking on the wind cause we never learn. start a fire just to watch it burn, over and over. }

06. AFTERGLOW de WILKINSON { even though the dancing's done, don't worry 'cause the night is young. who cares where we go, we're ready for the afterglow. someone hold the sunlight back, 'cause we want this night to last. }

07. ON OUR WAY de THE ROYAL CONCEPT { i never wanna shake their hands and stay, oh no, let's go. we are young, we are one. let us shine for what it's worth. to your place, place, place, we're on our way, way, way. we're on our way somehow. }

08. LAST FRIDAY NIGHT (T.G.I.F.) de KATY PERRY { there's a stranger in my bed. there's a pounding in my head. glitter all over the room. pink flamingos in the pool. i smell like a minibar. dj's passed out in the yard. this a hickie or a bruise? it's a blacked out blur, but i'm pretty sure it ruled, damn. last friday night, yeah, we danced on tabletops and we took too many shots, think we kissed but i forgot. last friday night, yeah, we maxed our credit cards and got kicked out of the bar, so we hit the boulevard. last friday night we went streaking in the park, skinny dipping in the dark, then had a ménage à trois. last friday night, yeah, i think we broke the law. this friday night do it all again. }

09. GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN de CYNDI LAUPER { i come home in the morning light, my mother says when you gonna live your life right? oh mother dear, we're not the fortunate ones. and girls they want to have fun. the phone rings in the middle of the night, my father yells what you gonna do with your life. oh daddy dear, you know you're still number one. but girls they want to have fun. that's all they really want, some fun. some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the rest of the world, i want to be the one to walk in the sun. }

10. GOOD LIFE de ONEREPUBLIC { woke up in london yesterday, found myself in the city near piccadilly. don't really know how i got here. new names and numbers that i don't know, address to places like abbey road. day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want. we're young enough to say: oh this has gotta be the good life. say, oh, got this feeling that you can't fight. like this city is on fire tonight. this could really be a good life. sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now, we all got our stories but please tell me what there is to complain about. when you're happy like a fool, let it take you over. when everything is out, you gotta take it in. }

11. MIDNIGHT CITY de M83 { waiting in a car, waiting for a ride in the dark. the night city grows, look and see her eyes, they glow. waiting in a car, waiting for a ride in the dark. drinking in the lounge, following the neon signs. waiting for a roar, looking at the mutating skyline. the city is my church , it wraps me in the sparkling twilight. }

12. SHIP TO WRECK de FLORENCE + THE MACHINE { and oh, my love, remind me, what was it that i said? i can't help but pull the earth around me, to make my bed. and oh, my love, remind me, what was it that i did? did i drink too much? am i losing touch? did i build this ship to wreck? }

13. BREAK THE RULES de CHARLI XCX { electric lights blow my mind, but i feel alright. and never stop, it's how we ride, comin' up until we die. i don't wanna go to school, i just wanna break the rules. boys and girls across the world putting on our dancing shoes, going to the discotheque, getting high and getting wrecked. }

14. DON’T STOP ME NOW de QUEEN { tonight i'm gonna have myself a real good time. i feel alive and the world it's turning inside out, yeah! i'm floating around in ecstasy. so don't stop me now, don't stop me 'cause i'm having a good time. i'm a shooting star leaping through the skies, like a tiger defying the laws of gravity. i'm gonna go, go, go, there's no stopping me. i'm burning through the sky, yeah! two hundred degrees, i'm traveling at the speed of light. i'm having a ball, don't stop me now. if you wanna have a good time, just give me a call. }

15. NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY de IMPERIAL TEEN { no matter what you say with your foot on the ground, i can turn it around when we go to the sound, and i'm not coming down. }

16. KIDS de MGMT { you were a child, crawling on your knees toward it, making momma so proud. but your voice is too loud. we like to watch you laughing, you pick the insects off plants. no time to think of consequences. memories fade like looking through a fogged mirror. decisions too, decisions are made and not bought. but i thought this wouldn't hurt a lot, i guess not. }

17. PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS de LISSIE { feelin' lit, feelin' light, 2 am summer night. i don't care, hands on the wheel, drivin drunk, i'm doin' my thing. people told me slow my roll, i'm screaming out fuck that. i'm gonna do just what i want and there ain't no turnin' back. if i fall if i die, know i lived it to the fullest. i'm on the pursuit of happiness and i know everything that shine ain't always gonna be gold. }

18. GIRLS LIKE GIRLS de HAYLEY KIYOKO { stealin' kisses from your misses, does it make you freak out? got you fussing, got you worried, scared to let your guard down. tell the neighbors i'm not sorry if i'm breaking walls down. building your girl's second story, ripping all your floors out. saw your face, heard your name, gotta get with you. girls like girls like boys do, nothing new. always gonna steal your thunder, watch me like a dark cloud. on the move, collecting numbers, imma take your girl out. i've been crossing all the lines, all the lines. kissed your girls and made you cry, boys. }

19. THE WALKER de FITZ AND THE TANTRUMS { ooh, crazy's what they think about me, ain't gonna stop cause they tell me so. 'cause 99 miles per hour, baby, is how fast that i like to go. i walk to the sound of my own drum. }

20. CHAMPAGNE SUPERNOVA de OASIS { how many special people change? how many lives are living strange? where were you while we were getting high? slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannon ball. some day you will find me, caught beneath the landslide, in a champagne supernova in the sky. }

21. WE COME RUNNING de YOUNGBLOOD HAWKE { headed for the open door. tell me what you're waiting for. look across the great divide. soon they're gonna hear the sound, the sound, the sound when we come running. never go where we belong, echoes in the dead of dawn. soon they're gonna know the sound, the sound, the sound when we come running. }

22. YOUTH de FOXES { now i'm just chasing time with a thousand dreams i'm holding heavy. and as we cross the line these fading beats have all been severed. don't tell me our youth is running out, it's only just begun. if i asked you for good news, would you smile and turn away? it's like a bad dream that is too afraid to wake. }

23. IT’S TIME de IMAGINE DRAGONS { i don't ever wanna let you down. i don't ever wanna leave this town. 'cause after all this city never sleeps at night. it's time to begin, isn't it? i get a little bit bigger but then i'll admit i'm just the same as i was. now don't you understand that i'm never changing who i am? this road never looked so lonely. this house doesn't burn down slowly to ashes, to ashes. }

24. PARTY HARD de ANDREW W.K. { 'cos we will never listen to your rules. we will never do as others do. know what we want and we get it from you. do what we like and we like what we do. so let's get a party going, now it's time to party and we'll party hard. let's get a party going, when it's time to party we will always party hard. }

25. DIRTY PAWS de OF MONSTERS AND MEN { jumping up and down the floor, my head is an animal. }

26. BAD REPUTATION de AVRIL LAVIGNE { i don't give a damn 'bout my reputation. you're living in the past it's a new generation. a girl can do what she wants to do and that's what i'm gonna do. an' i don't give a damn 'bout my reputation. never said i wanted to improve my station. an' i'm only doin' good when i'm havin' fun an' i don't have to please no one. an' i don't really care if ya think i'm strange, i ain't gonna change. an' i'm never gonna care 'bout my bad reputation. an' everyone can say what they want to say, it never gets better anyway. so why should i care 'bout a bad reputation, anyway. }

B O N U S: 

JUST A HUFFLEPUFF de OLIVER BOYD AND THE REMEMBRALLS { i've got my feet kicked up and it's a quarter to four, nothing to do so i just stare at the floor. well maybe i will try to sneak into the ravenclaw's place for once, 'cause it seems like such fun and they're just so uptight. then i could make excuses for the truth is that i'll probably just bluff. after all, i'm just a hufflepuff. i try to keep a low profile during the war, i'll leave the fighting up to the gryffindors, 'cause man, they sure like to be heroes, but not me, you see, 'cause it don't seem like fun and it just seems crazy. and even though i might not have the brains or the brawn, i'm loyal to the ones that matter to me 'cause it's just the right thing and it's just how i am. and i won't make excuses 'cause the truth is that i'll do just enough, 'cause after all, i'm just a hufflepuff. }

               ¡¡ FELIZ NAVIDAD Y AÑO NUEVO, CRY BABY !!

DE: andy

PARA: cry baby

Bebé llorón:

Ola kien eres. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Pues que, me tocó regalarte (dos veces, para ser exacta lmao), y pues aquí estamos. Espero te guste el mix y si no, pues ni modo, porque lo hice con amor y eso es lo que importa, ¿okay? Quería poner canciones no sólo de party hard y acordes a la personalidad super despreocupada de Phoebe, también traté de encontrar algunas referentes a su familia, su situación y su relación con ellos. Espero haberlo logrado. No todo pueden ser sonrisas y arcoiris, am i right? So. 

Me gusta mucho como llevas a Phoebe. Me río tanto con esa morra y es bastante ocurrente. Ojalá pronto traigan a Nicholas para ver cómo lo molesta y después se casan. Uhhhhhhh... ¿Qué más? Pues nada. Ya llevo tiempo de conocerte y de hablar contigo y me caes re bien, morra. Eres muy graciosa, como la foto de Lorcan que aún no supero. Eres más agradable y cool de lo que tú crees y espero algún día te des cuenta. En verdad te deseo mucha paz, mucha, mucha paz. Y amor. Eres una niña muy linda a pesar de lo que digas. Me gusta hablar contigo y rolear y decir estupideces, biban las estupideces. Anyway, ojalá hayas tenido una bonita navidad y que el 2017 esté lleno de felicidad para ti porque lo mereces, bb. Que todos tus problemas se resuelvan y buenas cosas vengan en camino. Te mando un abrazo. Te quiero very much.