You Know You Wont Be Able To Scoop Anything With That Fork, Right?

“You know you won’t be able to scoop anything with that fork, right?”

Namjoon props his cheek on his fist, dragon eyes looking at your hand that’s holding a fork. A fork you’ve been using to “scoop” up soup out of a bowl. Well, trying to.

“How would you know? Have you tried it?”

Stubborn. Not your best trait, but your most prominent.

“I have, yes, that’s why—“

“—you said ‘life is a bowl of soup and I’m a fork’. I’m trying to prove you wrong.”

The silence between you stretches into minutes as you continue trying to enjoy your bowl of soup with the utensil not fit for it while Namjoon continues watching. A harsh huff of breath has just passed your nose loudly when the man in front of you speaks, a mumble of curiosity that has your hand frozen mid-air.

“What if, instead of proving me wrong, you become the spoon in that equation?”

One of your eyebrows shoots up into your hairline, not getting where Namjoon is going with this. Why would you become a spoon? Why is Namjoon suddenly talking about you transforming into an inanimate object?

“So the saying would be ‘life is a bowl of soup and I’m a fork—but you’re the spoon.’ I’ll be able to tackle life as long as I have you, the spoon, by my side.”

There’s a pause when the gears in your head are busy turning to digest Namjoon’s words about soup and forks and spoons. It’s a peculiar analogy, but not so complicated that it takes you hours to fully grasp the meaning. When it all clicks, you rest your cheek on your propped up fist, copying his pose.

“Do you want me to be the spoon?”

Namjoon gives you a one-shoulder shrug and a crooked smile. “Didn’t I suggest it?”

“Thought it was just a saying,” you say with your own small smile.

“Could be anything you want it to be,” Namjoon chuckles. His hand reaches for a spoon sitting on the table, offering the utensil to you. “Spoon?”

You look between the fork in your hand and the spoon in Namjoon’s hand. It’s obvious that scooping soup with a fork is never gonna work, so you slowly take the spoon from him. Maybe being the spoon to his fork wouldn’t be so bad after all.

“Spoon it is.”

july 9th, 2024.

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Are you indonesian? I looked into your write.as and found a story in bahasa indonesia. If so? Then daaaammn your english is so good giiirrrlllllll 🤌

UM,,, i thought i was doing a good job hiding it ahah never thought that someone will actually look into my write.as 😭 but to answer your question, yes i am indonesian hahah. thank you for saying my english is good anon! 🤩

so glad you're back to posting again! you're one of my fave fanfic writers on tumblr and i only have, like, three faves. 🫶

hi anon! thank you for saying i’m one of your fav it honestly made my day (which just started) (and probably will make my week!!!) 🥹🫶🏻

also sorry i don’t post a lot,, i was in a bit of a slump and ideas (also words) were hard to come by. hoping for more ✨inspirations✨ to come so i can continue writing skskksks

never let go. | jjk

a mini part of opposite of sun and light of the morning.

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“Your new song sounds really good.”

Jeongguk beams at your blurry face on his phone screen. “It does?”

“Yeah. I like the lyrics too,” you say, humming the hook part. “Although, it’s more on the romantic side. Are you sure it’s for your fans and not someone special that I don’t know about?”

Even through an internet connection, your teasing tone rings loud in his ears. Well, you must have said it as one, having no idea that it’s tinged with the truth. Someone special, yes. You don’t know about, well … not exactly.

Crimson blossoms on the apple of Jeongguk’s cheeks that he masks with a fake cough, hoping the wifi on your side is shitty enough that you didn’t catch the color change. You tease him enough without knowing the truth, he doesn't want to imagine what level you’d bring it to if you knew.

“Hey, my fans are special. I can’t be romantic with my fans now?”

Nice dodge. Jeongguk high-fives himself in his head.

“They are, you’re right. Be careful, though, you never know when one of them could fall in love.”

He only wants one person to fall, though.

Too bad that one person doesn’t seem to be picking up the breadcrumbs Jeongguk has been leaving behind.

“That’s fine. I’m only in love with one person, anyway.”

… oops.

a/n: never let go is really good eheh. pls take this as my apology for not finishing the requests quickly... 😞

I mean.... wrote stories in full english. You're amazing, girl!!!

Xoxo, fellow indonesian over here!!!! 💜

well, you read stories in english as well. that makes you amazing too [insert spongebob finger-clicking meme here]

thank you for stopping by to say hi, fellow indonesian! 💜

Pls post more about jk boxer, i will read them when the serise is completed, love it so much thank u so

hi anon, thank you for loving boxer!gguk! hehe.

but as the series is only (kinda separate?) oneshots and ~plotless~ i dont know when it’s gonna end or even how to end it. so my suggestion would be to just enjoy what’s already written ahahah 🥲

also this is a bit tmi but ive been swamped with work so i dont have time to write or think about ideas right now. if you have any ideas… for boxer!gguk.. kindly… share… ahahah

(there are still requests in my inbox. i know. im trying to get to them 🥲)

anyways, thanks again for the love, anon! 🫶🏻