#we talk a lot bc we take the commute together and he's also so passionate about art and drawing and movies and holy shit
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I'm taking a drawing class at a local community college and half of the class is these ladies in their 60s, 70s and one in her 80s, and gosh they are so fun!! They have so much passion and curiosity, and have a lot to say about art!!
And I've gotten to know this one lady who paints with egg yolks and mixes her pastels and inks and gosh it's so pretty and so cool!! And I've told her that many times, and today she talked about it length with me and told me how she does it, how she mixed the colors, what she uses for underpaints and so on, and highly recommended it and!!! I'm just here with my watercolors and inks listening to every word she says, I feel like a student listening to a master painter :'D (and now I want to try painting with eggs too!!) (Also the other ladies call her "the cook" because she always brings eggs to class, it's super cute)
And a couple of times people have come up to me and asked about how I layer my inks/watercolors and what kind of colored pencils I use and we end up having a nice conversation! It's such a nice social group where everybody's asking questions and trying to learn!!
And the teacher compliments people's works, finds something nice to say whether it's the technique, colors, composition or texture or whatever, there's always something good to say about everybody's works.
Gosh these ladies are so cool and awesome and I'm so happy I got to take this class!!
#p#there's other cool people too like this one guy who draws with inks a lot#we talk a lot bc we take the commute together and he's also so passionate about art and drawing and movies and holy shit#the world has so many people I wouldn't have met if I didn't try something different and take this class#there's so much more to say but I got distracted while writing this so I can't remember all I wanted to say :'D#but I really like this class and meeting these new people!! and they and their works are really inspiring!#ah now I remember! i wanted to mention that my works have improved a lot in the past couple of weeks too! just the different styles and --#--techniques I've given a try just because I saw someone else do something similar#it's so nice!!
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Spring Will Come Again
Pairingâ Jeon Jungkook x reader  Â
Genreâ Photographer!Jungkook x Baker!reader, SMUT +18, fluff, angst, Virgin!Jungkook, Sub!Jungkook, Switch!Jungkook
Warningsâ 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 Countâ Â ~10.9k Â
Summaryâ 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/Nâ This beautiful banner was made by @dee-ehnâ! 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.Â
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.Â
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, youâd 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.Â
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?Â
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.Â
You had always dreamt of leaving this small town. Youâve fantasized about attending a big university in the middle of a bustling city since you were a little kid. Unfortunately, that canât happen now. You canât 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.Â
Everything changed on that day. That was the fateful day that you ran into him. Or rather, he ran into you.Â
âGood morning, ____! Where were you this morning? Why werenât you answering your phone?â your concerned mother asked when you returned home.
âMorning 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,â 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.Â
âWow, you were awake before we were? What a surprise. Here, tell me what you think of this loaf,â 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 fatherâs signature banana bread loaf, only this time with a small twist.Â
âWhyâd you take out the walnuts? Itâs still delicious though,â you said, devouring another piece.
âWell 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?â he asked eagerly.
âI think this will be our newest best seller!â you happily replied, âIâm gonna go open up the shop. See you guys soon,â 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 didnât 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 youâve ever seen. His eyes were wide with concern, and for a moment, you swore you saw stars twinkling within them.Â
It took a second to register that this stranger was on top of you, in a compromising position no less. Youâve 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.Â
âOh my god, Iâm so sorry! I didnât see you until the last second,â the boy apologized as he scrambled to get off of you.Â
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 heâd ever heard. He stood awkwardly gazing at you, before you asked him if he was okay.Â
âI-Iâm fine! Iâm glad youâre okay. I apologize again for being so careless,â he bowed.
âIâm also at fault! I wasnât paying attention either. So shame on both of us,â you smiled to show him you were joking, âEnjoy the rest of your day, donât run into anyone else!â
And with that, you parted ways. You forgot about the stranger as the morning rush piled into the bakery.Â
Despite being located in a small town, your parentâs 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.Â
âIs this banana bread new?â Mrs. Park, the local florist, asked.
âTechnically, yes. Itâs the exact same recipe but without the walnuts,â you replied.
âPerfect! Iâm not too fond of walnuts but I adore your parentsâ banana bread,â Mrs. Park beamed, handing you a loaf along with other goods she picked up.
âHowâs Jimin?â you asked as you rang her up.
âOh heâs doing well! He loves it out there in the big city. At first, I was terrified of letting him go. Heâs 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?â Mrs. Park began to dote on her son.
âThatâs amazing! Iâm happy for him,â you smiled.
âYou know, ____, Jimin is still single. You two would be perfect together--â
âLong distance relationships are hard, Mrs. Park,â your mother interrupted her, swooping in to save the day. Thank god. You wouldnât have known how to react.Â
âShe could always move out to the city to be with him!â Mrs. Park retorted, not picking up on the awkward situation she created.Â
âI could never leave the bakery,â you responded quickly.
âAh, yes thatâs right. You have such a good daughter, Mrs. _____. Jimin never took any interest in taking over the family business. Iâm jealous of you!â 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 wouldnât have mattered anyway, since he was so fixated on moving out.Â
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.
âWelcome in! Iâll be with you shortly,â you called out from behind the counter.Â
âNo worries, thanks!â 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.Â
However, the customer wasnât 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.
âCan I help you with anything, sir?â you piped up behind him.
The man jumped back, startled.
âIâm sorry! I didnât mean to scare you,â you apologized.
âItâs okay! I didnât hear you at all. You must be some sort of ninja-- Oh itâs you!â the boy turned around to face you.
It was the gorgeous boy who ran into you earlier.Â
âHello again! I guess it was my turn to frighten you,â you joked.
âThatâs fair,â he nodded, âWhatâs the best thing here?â
âMmm thatâs hard for me to say, considering that I love them all. What kind of tastes and textures do you like?â your customer service persona kicked in.Â
âI like sweet things I guess? I like bananas tooâŠâ he trailed off.
âWe donât have any bananas in fruit form, but we do have killer banana bread,â you beamed.
âThat sounds good, but I donât really like nuts so--â
âThere are no nuts in our new recipe! You must be lucky, this is the first day that weâve started selling them. Want me to ring you up a loaf?â you interrupted him.
âOh no nuts? Okay, Iâll try it,â he agreed quietly.
âWould you still like to get something sweet as well?âÂ
âYeah, if thatâs okay,â he nodded timidly.
âOf course itâs okay! My personal favorite is our milk pudding bun. The pudding in the middle is pretty creamy plus the bread is unbelievably soft! If thatâs not for you, then we have a classic chocolate bun filled with, surprise surprise, chocolate. We also haveâŠâ 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.
âIâll go with the milk pudding bun,â he smiled shyly.
âThat was the first one! You shouldâve stopped me from rambling,â you huffed.
âI wanted to know my options. Plus you seemed pretty happy,â he added softly.
âAlright, letâs go check you out then,â you headed to the counter, âI havenât seen you before. What brings you to our little town?â you attempted to make conversation.
âMmm, to get away, I guess,â the boy said after a pause.
âAre you in some sort of trouble?â you leaned over the counter to whisper.
âKind of,â he whispered back.
âStay right here, I can call the police,â you frantically murmured as you whipped out your phone.
âNo no! Not like that,â he couldnât contain his laughter, âIâm a fine arts student. My main focus is photography, but lately I havenât been able to capture anything worth printing,â he explained.
âOhhh,â you said, feeling dumb, âThen why come to a town in the middle of nowhere? You wonât find much here.â
âTo an untrained eye, maybe so. But to a professional, beauty can be found anywhere,â he said proudly.
âThen why canât you find anything back home? And arenât you still a student?â you questioned.
âYou know, I was really hoping that youâd let me have that,â the boy deflated.
âAw, Iâm sorry! If you ever want to take photos of the beauty that is bread, youâre always welcome here,â you smiled.
âI might take you up on that offer,â he said as he grabbed the purchased goods, âWhatâs your name by the way?â
â____. Yours?â
âJeon Jungkook.â
âIâll see you around, Mr. Jeon Jungkook. Oh! And if youâd like a tour of the town, Iâd be more than happy to show you around,â you suggested.
âThat would be nice,â Jungkook pondered, âWhere can I find you?â
âIâm here every day. I get off at 3pm,â you answered.
âCool. Iâll drop by tomorrow, if thatâs okay?â
âSure! See you then!â you waved goodbye.
âWho was that?â your mother asked when the boy left.
âSome photography student that said he wanted to get away for some inspiration. I offered to give him a tour tomorrow after work,â you explained.Â
âDo you want me to come with you?â your dad offered.
âIâll be fine on my own, thanks,â 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 youâre supposed to be a tour guide, but you still wanted to look somewhat presentable. You settled for the dress. It gave off a âcute but not trying too hardâ type of vibe.Â
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 thereâs 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 hadnât 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.
âHey! Iâm a little early, but I can wait around until youâre finished,â Jungkook greeted you. You noticed a fancy looking camera dangling around his chest.
âItâs all good! Business has been slow today, Iâve been bored,â you admitted.
âOh I see--â Jungkook was cut off.
âHi! Iâm ____âs mom. Did you like the bread you bought yesterday?â your mom materialized out of nowhere with a pan of fresh bread in her hands.
âIt was delicious! Better than anything I could get in the city,â Jungkook complimented.
âWhy did you batch a new batch? No one has come in after 1pm,â you aggressively whispered to your mom.Â
âI got bored,â she pouted, âHere, have one! On the house, think of it as a welcoming present to our town,â she motioned for Jungkook to take a fresh loaf off the tray.
Jungkookâs face lit up at the offer as he thanked her for the snack. His smile lingered as he took a bite, savoring the taste.
âYou must have some sort of good luck charm; youâre getting even more free food later,â you chuckled as you plopped a wicker basket onto the checkout counter.
âSweet,â he beamed.Â
You let out a small sigh of relief. It didnât 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 wasnât much to see. Your familyâs bakery was in line with the rest of the townâs 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.Â
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.Â
âNeed something specific, dear?â Mrs. Park asked her potential customer.Â
âDo you have Tiger flowers?â he inquired.
âTiger⊠No, but I can probably order some for you,â she offered.
âAh, thatâs alright. Iâm sorry to bother you,â Jungkook apologized before rejoining you.
âDid you wanna take a picture of that specific flower?â you asked him as you strolled along the sidewalk.
âYeah, itâs my birth flower,â he shyly nodded.
âOh nice! I donât 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,â you said as you pointed out the building.
âThis is cool,â Jungkook examined a decrepit well that stood in front of the courthouse.
âI guess. I always thought it would be better if they replaced it with a big pretty fountain or something,â 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.Â
âMaybe you could take a picture looking into the well? I mean, youâd probably have to stand on it to get a full shot and your feet will be in it butâŠâ 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 didnât 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.Â
âHowâd it turn out?â you asked as he climbed down.
âNot bad actually. Better than the angles I took at first,â Jungkook smiled with approval, âIâll show you after I touch them up.â
âIâm excited to see! Also, this basically concludes the tour because everything else is residential stuff. Unless you wanna take pictures of random peopleâs homes,â you joked.
âIâm good. Is this where weâre eating? I kinda skipped lunch,â Jungkook looked at the wicker basket in your hand.
âNope! Iâm gonna take you somewhere special. Are you okay with a bit of light hiking?â
âSounds fun,â Jungkook grinned.Â
âPerfect! Now itâs your turn to lug this thing around,â you said as you handed him the deceptively heavy basket.Â
You took him to the outskirts of town, where nature was left untouched.
âIs this where all the cool kids have their picnics?â Jungkook asked as you led him down an old trail.
âAll the cool kids left this town a while ago, so I canât speak on their behalf. However, this is where I like to have my picnics so take that in whatever way you please,â 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 parentsâ old knees. Youâve grown accustomed to exploring on your own. Bringing Jungkook along was a pleasant change.Â
âYou okay with eating here?â you suddenly stopped, pointing over to a field just off the trail.
âIâll eat anywhere, Iâm starving,â Jungkook quickly nodded.Â
âIâm fully aware of that; I could barely hear the birds chirping over the sounds of your stomach growling,â 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.
âOn 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,â you proudly showcased each item.
âI never knew bread could taste so heavenly until I went to your bakery. Iâm happy I walked in,â Jungkook praised as he wolfed down his sandwich.
âItâs not my bakery, itâs my parentsâ bakery,â you corrected him as you ate the fruit.
âDonât you work in it nearly every day? I donât see how itâs not your bakery too,â Jungkook insisted.
âIâm not the one running the business,â you argued.
âYou seem to put in the same amount as work as them. Instead of baking, youâre handling all of the customers. Thatâs gotta count for something, right?â Jungkook persisted.Â
âFine, I guess you could say itâs a family bakery. Happy?â you huffed, clearly annoyed.
 âHey, I wasnât trying to make you angry. Iâm sorry if I overstepped,â Jungkook apologized, putting his sandwich down, âI wanted to let you know how much I love your familyâs bread, thatâs all.â
âNo, itâs fine. Iâm sorry, I shouldnât have snapped at you. Itâs justâŠâ your trailed off as you gazed at the blue sky.
âI donât want to pry, but Iâm happy to sit here and listen,â Jungkook offered.Â
âI donât want to scare you away by dumping my personal issues on you,â you tried to lighten the mood.
âI donât think you could do that, ____,â Jungkook assured you.Â
Your eyes widened ever so slightly since he caught you off guard with his sincerity, but soon you gave him a soft smile.
âFine, since weâre just sitting here anyway,â you caved as you picked up your sandwich, âI wish I wasnât here anymore. Donât 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 donât know what Iâd study, I just know that I thought my life would be different by now,â you turn away from him to hide your watery eyes.
âItâs not all that great,â Jungkook responded after a short pause, âI came from a small town too. The only difference was that it was along a beach, not by a forest. Wait, the location doesnât matter,â he quietly scolded himself, âWhat Iâm trying to say is that I did get away from my hometown. I was so excited to finally be a city kid. I didnât realize how overwhelming it would be. Now look at me. Iâm a senior in college with no direction in life. Thatâs what I get for choosing a career with no job security,â he chuckled as he looked down at the camera around his neck.Â
âBut are you doing what you love?â you quietly asked.
âI think so. Are you?â he asked back.
âI think so,â you sighed, finally turning to look at him.Â
âI could always take you back to the city with me,â Jungkook flashed you a big bunny smile.
âDonât joke with me like that. I hate getting my hopes up,â you playfully punch him in the arm.Â
âIâm not joking!â 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.Â
âMaybe you could get some pretty shots of some wildlife while weâre out here,â you recommended when the conversation came to a pause.
âDo you want to model for me?â Jungkook asked.
âHuh?â his sudden proposal surprised you.
âItâs completely okay if you donât want to! Actually, just forget I said anything,â Jungkook looked down at the camera in his hands in a futile attempt to hide his flushed cheeks.Â
âJust tell me how to pose,â you smiled, already getting up.
âUh, just act natural,â 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 didnât 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.Â
âYou donât have to fake a smile,â Jungkook called from behind the camera.
âI donât know what to do!â you called back.
âAct natural!â
âHow do I do that?â
âNaturally!â
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 âbeing in your natural stateâ as he took shots from ridiculous angles. He gave you a thumbs up after he was satisfied with the impromptu photoshoot.
âIs laughing until I canât breathe just me being in my natural state?â you asked playfully as you sat back down on the picnic blanket.
âIt was authentic, so I would say so. I wish I could capture sound too, your laugh is so cute,â 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 didnât hear him.Â
âHow were the pictures?â you asked, scooting to sit beside him after handing him the dessert.
âSee for yourself,â 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.Â
âThese chocolate buns were amazing,â Jungkook licked his lips after he finished it.
âTheyâre my personal favorite! Theyâre also the best things that I can make on my own,â you winked at him as you finished yours.
âYou made these?â Jungkookâs doe eyes filled with awe.
âYep! Donât act so surprised,â you pouted.
âSorry, itâs just that you told me your parents bake everything. These were really good! Probably the best things Iâve had since--oh wait. You have a little something,â Jungkook leaned forward to wipe the corner of your mouth with his thumb.Â
You both froze for a second, in shock of this intimate gesture. Jungkookâs 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.Â
âItâs okay! I shouldnât have touched you in the first place,â Jungkook shied away from you, refusing to look you in the eyes.Â
âI donât know what came over me,â 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 didnât 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.
âJungkook,â you said sweetly.
âYes?â he answered, his eyes averting yours once more.Â
âDo you want me to do it again?â
âHuh?â he looked back at you with disbelief.Â
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.
âLike this,â you say before licking his pointer finger.Â
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 youâre no quitter. Your tongue weaved between his fingers, adequately coating them with your saliva.
Jungkookâs 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.Â
â____âŠâ 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 Jungkookâs 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. Thatâs 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.
âJungkook, I--â you started to apologize.
âYou probably think Iâm pretty lame huh? Cumming in my pants like some sort of middle schooler,â he looked down in defeat.Â
âWhat? No, of course not!â you disagreed.
âDonât lie,â Jungkook refused to believe you.
âJungkook, that was honestly the hottest thing Iâve ever done. What we just did was hotter than when I was actually having sex,â you tried to cheer him up.Â
âYouâre not lying?â Jungkook finally looked up at you with sad puppy dog eyes.
âI swear Iâm not. I could help you clean it up, if youâd like,â you offered.Â
âI think that would make me feel worse. Just hand me some napkins and Iâll go take care of it myself,â 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 werenât looking.Â
The walk back was quiet and awkward. Neither of you knew what to say. You were horrified with how you acted; youâve never been so bold before. Jungkook was ashamed of cumming before he had the chance to do anything to you. He felt so pathetic.Â
âIâm sorry for making you so uncomfortable, Jungkook,â you finally apologized.
âAre you kidding? You think I would cum that fast if I was uncomfortable?â Jungkook looked at you with incredulity, âIâm the one who should be sorry. Iâm disgusting and came in my pants while you did all the hard work.â
âYouâre not disgusting at all, Jungkook. I enjoyed it too. I canât remember the last time I was that horny,â 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.
âThank you so much for the tour. I know weâve only known each other for a day but... would you like to go on a date with me?â Jungkook asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.
âNo,â you said firmly, watching his shoulders fall, âIâd love to go on a date with you,â you smirked.
âYou jerk!â Jungkook gasped.Â
You couldnât 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.Â
Jungkook took you to basically the only restaurant in town (that wasnât the cafe). It was a family run Italian eatery, and it took Jungkook by surprise.
âIs everyone in this place a master chef or something? This is delicious!â he praised as he ate his pasta.
âI guess itâs the authenticity of family recipes? You probably eat at more chain restaurants while youâre in the city,â 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.
âWhatâs your favorite thing to photograph?â you asked.
âI like taking pictures of landscapes and buildings. Thatâs why I was super excited about going to a university in the city. Itâs a lot easier than taking pictures of people! Unfortunately, thatâs where the money is right now,â he explained.
âYou donât like taking pictures of people?â
âNot really, no,â he answered bluntly.
âThen why did you ask me to model for you?â you were genuinely curious.
Jungkook froze in his seat. He took a long sip of his drink before answering you.Â
âFor practice, I suppose,â he said softly.Â
âIâm happy I was able to help then,â you smiled, thinking nothing of it.Â
Jungkook seemed grateful that you didnât 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 hadnât 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 hadnât said anything in a while. His hand awkwardly brushed against yours when you first left the restaurant, but you didnât 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 âsorryâ.
âWhatâs wrong, Jungkook?â you were worried now, you thought the date went well.Â
âNothingâŠ,â 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 Jungkookâs, causing you to jump back. You stood in Jungkookâs 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.Â
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.
âThank you for dinner,â you thanked him with a soft voice.
âOf course, thank you for accompanying me,â he bowed like a gentleman and kissed your hand. You couldnât help but laugh at his gesture.
âToo much?â he tilted his head.
âDonât change a thing,â you continued to laugh.Â
All sorts of thoughts about Jungkook swam in your mind as you fell asleep that night.Â
Jungkook soon began to hangout with you every day. When he wasnât 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 theyâd kick him out, but they never did. In fact, your mom would always sneak him some freshly baked goods.Â
After work, you and Jungkook would spend even more time together. It didnât 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 âsee ya tomorrow!â
You knew you had a crush on Jungkook, but you didnât know how he felt. Yes, he took you on a date. Yes, youâve 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 didnât want to pressure him, especially when you knew that heâd be going back to school in the fall.Â
One day, much to your chagrin, Jungkook was helping you with inventory. You argued that he shouldnât work since he wasnât 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.
âGreat, everything has been accounted for! Can you help me put this box back up there?â 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.
âWhat?â you cocked your head.
He said nothing as he leaned down and kissed your forehead, âYou just look cute from up here.â
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 Jungkookâs 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.
âSorry, just making sure you were still awake,â he giggled.
âI was, but now I definitely am,â 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.Â
âYou could easily knock me over, you know,â you said as you lowered your nose to his.
âWhat if I donât want to?â 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.Â
Once your lips connected again, Jungkookâs 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.
âIs this okay?â you paused to ask.
âOnly if you take off your pants too,â he answered with a smirk.
Soon enough you were both down to just your underwear. You palmed Jungkookâs erection, curious to see it. It already felt huge in comparison to your hands.
âI want to fuck you, _____,â Jungkook groaned as you kissed his neck.
âIâm glad we want the same thing. Where do you want me?â you cooed.Â
âLike this is fine,â he quickly answered.Â
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.Â
âReady?â 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 hadnât had sex in a long time (and admittedly it wasnât 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 Jungkookâs 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. Jungkookâs grip on you tightened.Â
âI--Iâm gonna cum,â 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.Â
âNow itâs your turn to fuck me,â 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.
âJungkook, just relax,â 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.Â
âIâm gonna--,â his breath hitched.
âCum on me baby,â 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.Â
He rested his head on your chest as you held him close. You were falling asleep when he said something.
âSorry, what did you say?â you asked him since you barely heard him.
âI am, well I guess was, a virgin,â Jungkook admitted.
âOh,â you tried to mask your surprise.
âI didnât wanna say anything. I mean, how lame is it that Iâm a college senior and have never gotten laid. Youâre probably surprised huh? Iâm not lying, I swear.â
âI am surprised, but only because you seem like ladies would be all over you. Youâre so handsome, funny, charming--â
âYes yes keep going,â Jungkook joked.
â--and a genuinely good guy. Plus I feel like being a photographer would help you meet a lot of pretty girls,â you reasoned.
âWhile all of that is true, the real reason is pretty embarrassing. Iâm...Iâve always been kinda scared of girls,â Jungkook sighed as you tried to suppress your laughter, âIâm not kidding! I always get so nervous around girls, I could never actually talk to them.â
âSo am I not a girl in your eyes?â you teased.
âYouâre a woman,â he answered cockily.
âShut up! I hope your first time was enjoyable. Thanks for entrusting me with your v card,â you laughed.
You both continued joking and laughing the night away until you fell asleep in each otherâs arms. While that night was enjoyable, it made Jungkookâs absence hurt more.Â
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. Heâd send you pictures of his newest shooting locations, and youâd always be the first person heâd show his finished products.Â
You loved witnessing Jungkookâs passion grow, he had a new spark in him that wasnât 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 heâd work with a participating magazine company. You secretly envied him for even having the possibility of exploring the world.Â
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.Â
It was a weird fling you had with him. However, it also didnât seem like a fling. Most flings didnât still keep in touch in a long distance âfriendshipâ, 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 shouldâve just done it yourself. Of course, part of you felt like youâd just hold him back if you guys actually ended up dating.Â
These thoughts constantly swarmed your mind. Ironically, the only time you werenât 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 hadnât gotten offers from anywhere that he applied. You could do nothing but give him hope but assuring him that someone somewhere will hire him.Â
You watched snow fall outside when you got a call.Â
âI GOT IN!!!â Jungkook exclaimed.
âWhat?! Where?!â you jumped up in excitement.
âMy top choice! The one where they send me to another country! Guess where Iâm going,â he sing songed.
âUmm⊠Italy?â
âClose! Iâm going to España,â he said with a spanish accent.
âThatâs amazing, Jungkook. Iâm so proud of you! I knew you could do it. When do you leave?â you asked.
âIn a week. God, Iâm so excited! Oh, my parents are calling. Iâll talk to you later?â
âOf course. Congrats again,â 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 youâre stuck in this town. It sucked, but you had no choice but to accept that.Â
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 heâs out exploring the world?Â
You were restocking the milk puddings rolls when the front bell chimed.Â
âIâll be with you in a second,â you called out.
âNo worries, Iâll wait all day if I have to,â 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.Â
âSurprise,â he smiled.
âWhat are you doing here?â you asked as you wiped tears from your eyes.
âI needed to see you. I was planning on coming back and surprising you even before I left. You didnât think Iâd leave without saying goodbye, did you?â he ruffled your hair, âOh, and those tiger flowers are beautiful,â he nodded over to the flower bouquet on the checkout counter.
âI got them because they reminded me of you,â you blushed, your ears turning red.
âDid I hear Jungkook?â you mom poked her head out of the kitchen, âOh my goodness! Honey look! Jungkook is back!â she called your dad.Â
Your parents came out to greet him. He explained everything to them, and they congratulated him.Â
âHow long will you be here? Arenât you leaving soon?â your dad inquired.
âI leave tomorrow night. I wish I could stay longer,â Jungkook answered solemnly.Â
â____ suddenly doesnât have to work until after youâve left,â 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 Jungkookâs 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.Â
âYouâve made me a better person, you know,â Jungkook said out of nowhere, âIâm more talkative around my friends, and Iâve gotten more comfortable with being myself.â
âI didnât do anything, thatâs all you,â you smiled as you poked his chest.Â
âYou definitely helped,â he ran his fingers through your hair, âI love you, ____.â
Your heart skipped a beat.
âI love you too. I thought Iâd never get to say that,â you said with a sigh of relief.Â
He looked into your eyes before leaning forward slowly. Youâve 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.
Jungkookâs 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 couldnât tell if it was desperation, carnal lust, or just a new side of Jungkook, but you didnât 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.Â
âShould I get on top?â you batted your eyes.
âNope, I have a better idea,â Jungkook growled as he flipped you over onto your knees, âCan I fuck you like this?â
âFuck me however you want,â you answered gleefully.Â
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.
âBe a good girl and stay still,â he ordered.Â
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 didnât realize how far gone you were till you felt liquid dripping down your inner thighs.
âYouâre so fucking wet baby. All this for me?â Jungkook panted as he continued snapping his hips into you.
âMhm, of course. Only for you,â you managed to moan out between thrusts.
âThatâs my good girl. Get up,â he demanded as he hopped off the bed.Â
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. Â
You were practically gushing now as your wetness ran down your legs and sprayed onto Jungkookâs thighs with each strong impact. Jungkook lifted up one of your legs onto the bed, spreading your pussy.
âNow touch yourself for me,â Jungkook directed.
He didnât 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.  Â
âJungkook I--â you didnât 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 couldnât 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.Â
âYouâre such a sexy woman,â he moaned as he anchored the weight of his arms onto your shoulders.Â
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.Â
 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.
âCan I cum on you?â he pleaded in a tone all too familiar to you.
âPlease do,â you nodded.
âGod, youâre so sexy,â he said as he gave you a couple more hard thrusts before pulling out and coating your ass with white strings.Â
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.Â
â_____,â he whispered softly.
âYes, Jungkook?â you replied with your eyes still closed.Â
âCome with me.â
âWhat?â your eyes shot open.Â
âCome with me to Spain. I know it sounds crazy, but I donât care. Youâll finally get the adventure youâve always wanted, and weâll do it together,â he kissed your forehead.Â
His unexpected proposition had you overwhelmed. You were speechless. You would go with him in a heartbeat. It wouldnât matter where youâd go, as long as you were with him.Â
âJungkook...you know I canât do that,â you fought back tears, nuzzling yourself further into his chest.Â
âI wanted to ask your parents as soon as I arrived but you rushed me out too quickly and--â
âI canât leave them, you know that,â silent tears rolled down your cheeks.Â
âI think theyâd understand. Plus, youâve said that theyâve tried to convince you to go to college,â Jungkook was getting desperate, he thought youâd agree on the spot.
âThey need my help now more than ever. My parents are getting old. As much as I want to leave this place, I canât. Iâm going to be stuck here forever. Iâm so sorry, Jungkook,â you wept.
âItâs okay, ___. We can ask them tomorrow, how does that sound?â he rubbed your back.Â
âNo, I canât do that to them. You know theyâll say yes. I have to stay,â you sniffled.
âYouâre a great daughter. I canât force you to come with me. Iâll miss you. I donât know how long Iâll be gone,â Jungkookâs voice started to falter.
âDonât worry about me. Go live out your life. Eat great food. Take beautiful pictures. Meet pretty girls,â you tried to lighten the mood.
âYou think I want to meet pretty girls? Why would I do that when I have you,â he hugged you tightly.
âWe arenât even dating, Jungkook. I donât want to hinder you more than I already have,â you blurted.Â
âI...I know we arenât dating. Not officially. But thatâs just a stupid label. I want to be with you,â Jungkookâs voice softened to hide his pain.Â
âMaybe this was a bad idea,â 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.
âPlease stay with me. At least just for tonight,â he pleaded.
âAlright. I can do that,â you softly kiss him.Â
You woke up the next morning with your head on Jungkookâs 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.Â
He woke up with a yawn a couple minutes later. He smiled down at you before ruffling your hair.
âJungkook, Iâm sorry about last night. I--â
âLetâs not talk about it. This is my last day with you for god knows how long. Letâs just enjoy ourselves, okay?â 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.Â
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 didnât know what you would do if the bakery was suddenly gone. It was all youâve ever known.Â
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.Â
You were busy decorating your latest desserts when your mother came into the kitchen.
âYour father and I have to go run a quick errand, weâll be back soon!â 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.
âHello? Anyone here? The sign says open,â someone called from the front.
âGod dammitâ, you thought before putting on a fake customer service smile.Â
âWelcome to--â 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 couldnât help yourself as you ran towards him, colliding into him with a forceful hug.
âI hear you sell desserts now,â he grinned.
âJungkook! What are you doing here? Your hair, itâs so long! And...do you have tattoos now?!â you were in shock.Â
âDo I look more artsy now?â he laughed, âI 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 familyâs bakery. Oh, I have a present for you.â
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 familiarâŠ
âIs this me?â you asked as your mouth hung open.
âYeah, 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,â Jungkook said proudly.
âItâs because youâre a talented photographer,â you smiled. Â
âThat, and because I had the perfect model. How could I not ask the most beautiful girl Iâve ever seen to model for me?â he said as he tucked your hair behind your ear.
âSo I wasnât just practice?â you recalled asking him about it all those years ago.
âI was so nervous back then, I couldnât bring myself to tell you the truth,â he laughed, âIâm much more open now.â
You promptly switched the âOPENâ sign to âCLOSEDâ 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.Â
âAnyway, thatâs enough complaining for now. Iâm happy youâre back! How long are you staying for this time?â you tilted your head.Â
âDepends,â 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.
âDo you still want to explore the world?â he asked.
âOf course, thatâll never change. But...you know I canât,â you answered somberly.Â
âAfter everything you just told me, you still think you have to stay here?â Jungkook raised an eyebrow, âMy next gig is going to be in France. Come with me this time, _____.â
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.
âWhy 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 weâre doing this again,â your voice cracked as tears welled in your eyes.
âHonestly, it hurt me too much. I couldnât bear talking to you every day or video chatting you, without knowing when Iâd see you next. I never stopped thinking about you. I tried. I tried to forget...but no one could ever come close to you,â Jungkook cupped your cheek in his palm, âThereâs a really good patissiere academy close to where Iâll be working. You could go there and sharpen your skills! Then maybe one day open up a bakery of your own...if you wanted.â
âBut what about my parents--â
âStop using us as an excuse to hold yourself back,â your mom scolded you as she entered the bakery.
âDid you like your surprise?â your dad winked.
âYou knew?â you were bewildered.
âJungkook 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,â your mom shrugged.
âIf you want to go, go. Donât worry about us. We can sell the bakery, and finally retire,â your dad said.Â
âYou have your parentsâ blessing, ____. This decision is entirely up to you. Whatâs it gonna be? Will you come with me to France?â Jungkook asked again.
âI..,â you looked at your parents before your eyes wandered back to Jungkook, âYes. Iâd love to,â tears of joy rolled down your cheeks.
Jungkook got up and embraced you in a tight hug before he whispered, âIâve missed you so much,â in your ear.Â
âWell, we better start packing,â Jungkook turned to your parents.
âPacking? Already?â your eyes widened.Â
âWe leave by the end of the week!â Jungkook gleefully took your hand and dashed out of the store.Â
Jungkook dragged you through the town up to your house. You couldnât help but smile as you watched his long hair bounce around while you ran. You couldâve 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.Â
As long as Jungkook was by your side, you were ready to take on the world.Â
Published March 26, 2021. No editing, copying, translating, or reposting allowed. All Rights Reserved © 2021 Baepsaesbae.
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Strangers Pt 2
Dominick, also known as isirac, had become quite the interesting individual. He was in his 30âČs, worked for the city, and was a family oriented kind of person. He was charming, polite, handsome, and articulate. He was you, but with male genitalia. Thatâs why he was such a person of interest - but not for your case, for you.Â
On the opposite end of the spectrum, youâd met up with BHUNT03, Brendon, and were absolutely flabbergasted by the fact that one person could be so in love with their own existence.Â
âYeah, Iâve been here a little while and it just isnât really my speed,â Brendon had said over dinner. Heâd chosen a place that screamed tourist, but you didnât want to be rude and mention that youâd lived here long enough not to enjoy the cheap thrills of I <3 NY on everything. Plus, as youâd told him several times in the past two weeks, you were from Boston.Â
Youâd nodded and tried to stomach the idea of anyone wanting to actually be with this guy. âMaybe you should move back to Austin?â you had suggested - harmless, but apparently offensive.Â
He scoffed. âSee thatâs whatâs wrong with all of you women up here. You all think youâre hot shit, like youâre better than someone else based on their accent or their hometown. Itâs no wonder youâre 30 and single.âÂ
âRight. Youâre 34, correct? 34 and single, and in a city that you hate. Must be a dream come true.â You had excused yourself a few moments later and left. Brendon was a prime suspect for your case now, with all of his pent up anger and lack of respect. Interesting.Â
That night you went home and got on your computer to message Dominick.Â
Omg.. I just had the worst date of my life. Pretty sure if I hadnât be vigilant he would have tried to off me in the parking lot. Tell me youâre having better luck?Â
isirac: Hell no. The girl I keep trying to take out on a date canât be bothered with me.Â
Surely not. Look at you, Dominick. Youâre handsome and smart! Who could say no to you?
isirac: Well then let me take you out, Y/N. I wonât be conventional. Meet me for breakfast in the morning? I have to go in at 8, school starts at 8... so, 6?Â
Heâd remembered your lie about being a teacher. But, also, he was asking you out, and you thought you might actually like him, so the lying bit was a lot more difficult suddenly.Â
Sure! Hereâs my number. Text me, and weâll plan a place to meet up, okay?Â
Your phone lit up only a few minutes later.Â
Dominick: How about Al Cappucinoâs?Â
You: Sounds good. Iâll make sure I wear a red sweater so you notice me.Â
Dominick: I scarcely believe Iâd miss you.Â
You: See you in the morning. :)Â
Who could sleep? You stayed up that night sorting through the wild abandon of Meet and Mingle, wondering how some of these men were raised, how many of them were predators in the making, and how many of them might actually not be looking for romance at all.Â
When you arrived that morning at Alâs, you took a deep breath and walked inside. There he was, sharp as he could be in a pressed suit leaning against the coffee bar. Good. God. He was even more attractive in person and that was no small feat.Â
âHey, Dominick,â you called out, offering him a small wave.Â
âY/N! You didnât blow me off! Iâm shocked,â he laughed, and greeted you with a polite but warm hug.Â
âWouldnât dream of it, honestly.âÂ
âLetâs sit.âÂ
You sat down across from him and studied his face for a long moment, taking in the softness of his eyes and the way that his hair was perfectly coiffed. His suit was well tailored and you couldnât help but notice that he was noticing you, too.Â
âI feel like Iâve known you for a long time,â you confessed and felt your cheeks growing red. What were you doing? This was an UC operation. You donât fall for the potential suspects.Â
He didnât miss a beat or alienate you. âI feel the same way. Youâre just really easy to talk to, and honestly after some of the things I see at work, I just want someone that I can have an honest conversation with, yâknow?âÂ
In between bites of the food that youâd ordered, you learned that Dominick had been a life long resident of New York, was a huge fan of anything to do with New York sports, he was Catholic, he was an uncle, he was passionate about his work, and he was really, really smart. Apparently heâd wrapped up law school and was teetering on the fence between his current job, and moving on to practice law.Â
âYouâre impressive,â you commented, that same blush appearing on his face. âYou make me look pretty lame. I teach US History and Political Systems at a school in Brooklyn. Kids these days are pretty.. what do they say, savage? They make me feel old. But, thatâs besides the point. I want to know when weâre gonna go see a game together.âÂ
The clock struck 7:15 and you both sighed. It was time to part ways and head to work. He would go to his job with the city, and youâd go to Brooklyn SVU - or, Millennium High School, whichever. You both stood and walked to the door together, out onto the sidewalk where the city that never slept was waking up from a cat nap.Â
âCall me sometime? Sooner rather than later,â he suggested, and opened his arms to you.Â
You stepped into the hug and lingered there for a moment. It felt so wonderful to have the touch of another human being; one that wasnât trying to hit you for arresting them. âI will. But, the phone goes both ways,â you reminded him and pulled away. âSee you soon, I hope.âÂ
âThereâs this guy name Brendon Hunt, heâs 34 and works on Wall Street. Heâs an asshole and Iâm beginning to think a tyrannical misogynist. Look into him,â you said over the phone to TARU. Maybe heâs talked to someone else and theyâre missing, or worse. Heâs from Austin, TX from what he told me.â You hung up the phone and began scouring through your inbox again. One message stood out among the rest.Â
quidproquo: Youâre very pretty. Stop dating these jackasses in suits and talk to me instead.Â
What makes you think Iâm dating a jackass in a suit?
quidproquo: Because I saw you at 7AM.Â
Saw me where?Â
quidproquo: Al Cappucinoâs.Â
Your heart stopped for a moment and you grabbed your phone, making a quick call back to TARU. You gave them the user name and let them do their magic, hoping for a result. On the other end of the phone you heard the clicking and typing of the agent trying to find a result for you, but they seemed to be finding nothing but dead ends.Â
âItâs coming from an Internet Cafe in Queens.âÂ
âI havenât been to Queens in fucking ages,â you grumbled. âOkay. Alright, thank you. If you find anything else out, let me know please. Thank you, again.âÂ
Hiding out in Queens? What a shame, I heard that place is a slum.Â
quidproquo is not receiving messages at this time.Â
You tried to click on his profile, but it was suddenly deleted. You screen shot the messages and emailed them to yourself, copying Captain Walker, before shutting your laptop and taking a step back to clear your head. Maybe it was Brendon? Maybe he was mad that youâd gone out with someone else so quickly - but, then why would he be following you? Unless, of course, he had hacked into your profile, which wouldnât be too surprising if he was as crazy as you suspected.Â
Against your better judgement, you opened your laptop back up and went to your inbox again. You had three new messages waiting for you from the past two days, and you knew it was important to keep going until you found the person you were looking for.Â
bklawyer06: Sorry youâre so lonely. New York isnât for everyone, but it looks like we both live in Brooklyn so maybe sometime weâll run into one another. Maybe sooner rather than later.Â
Youâre sweet to say that, thank you. Yes, it is pretty lonely but, I canât imagine why youâd be lonely. A single lawyer in Brooklyn? Youâre like a unicorn.Â
bklawyer06: Hahaha yeah i guess so but thatâs because my office is in Manhattan and the girls there really arenât my type. All i see are courtrooms, clients, and pretentious women who wear knock off YSL like no one knows. Gotta love Manhattan.Â
Lol I feel you there. I avoid the place if I can, really, which is easy bc I work and live here in Brooklyn. Easy commute, too!
B: What do you do, if you donât mind that I ask?Â
I teach US History at Millennium.Â
I graduated from MBHS. Does Mrs. Frazier still work in the front office?Â
Shit. He wasnât supposed to ask those kinds of questions. After a quick google search, you found that she had retired last year.Â
No, she retired, but itâs a small world isnât it? I bet weâve passed by one another before and didnât even realize.Â
B: Next time you pass me by, let me know. You look pretty hot in your pictures so Iâd like to see the real thing some time.Â
The dayâs early. I was planning on going for a run later, maybe youâll be out? Brooklynâs kind of large, though.Â
B: Take a run through Bennett Field. I was gonna take my dog out around 6. Oh, my name is Daniel.Â
Okay, Iâll look for a cute guy with a dog. Thatâs like, impossible to find. Iâm Y/N. See you in a while.Â
Did you usually run? No. Were you going to tonight? No, youâd probably jog into the open area of Bennett Field and then stop. It wasnât that you werenât in shape, but usually you ran to chase someone down, and you hoped it wouldnât be that way tonight. You holstered your service weapon in your shoulder harness and slipped your jacket over it, concealing your real reason for the visit, and headed out the door.Â
When you arrived, you slowed your pace and jogged idly around the park for about ten minutes before you saw a some-what familiar face.Â
âHey, Y/N,â he called out, his dog jumping wildly in excitement.Â
âHey, Daniel. Nice to see you in person.â You stood a few feet away from him and crouched down to invite his dog over. âWhoâs this?âÂ
âThatâs Molly. She loves new people,â he commented and let his eyes wander up and down your body. âYouâre prettier in person.âÂ
You laughed and stood up. âThanks. I guess I canât say youâre pretty because thatâs too feminine but, you are attractive. Molly, though, is totally gorgeous.âÂ
Daniel was nice, you decided, although a little forward. It was obvious that he was nervous and wanted to make a good impression somehow, and you just didnât have the ability to tell him it wasnât worth the anxiety. He practiced Family Law - he was a divorce lawyer - and had been for two years. He graduated from Baylor and moved back home after college. You made up your story as you went and tried to remember key details of your facade. It went well, and he asked to see you again.Â
âYeah, that would be great,â you agreed. âShould we.. trade numbers?âÂ
He nodded enthusiastically and handed you his phone. âPut your number in.âÂ
As you pretended to type, you quickly pulled up his contacts list and looked for the names of the two girls youâd found weeks before. No luck. You typed your number in and handed the phone back. âIâve gotta get back, but text me sometime and we can get together. Maybe something more formal.âÂ
After you got back home and showered, you checked your phone to see if you had any news from TARU. You didnât, but you did have a new text from Dominick.Â
D: How was your day?Â
You: Hey. I was just thinking about you. It was good, canât complain much. You?
D: Not bad. I just got home a little while ago. Cleaned up and ready for bed. Is 9PM too early for bed?Â
You: Absolutely not. My bedtime is 9:30, donât feel bad.Â
D: What are you doing this weekend?Â
You: Grading papers, wishing I had won the lottery. Whatâs up?
D: Idk nothing, I just wanted to see you.Â
You: Okay. :) I think we can make that work.Â
You wanted to tell him about your mysterious message from earlier but you knew that it would raise red flags. Why would anyone stalk a teacher? Plus you didnât want to alarm him, either. Maybe it was just someone being an asshole. Youâd find out more tomorrow, hopefully.Â
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