How Are You So Cute Even In 360p

how are you so cute even in 360p

Arranged Love Pt.2 | Jungkook

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 14.5 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Epilogue

Summary: Whatever happened to true love? To fairytale romance? Where was that magical spark, those lingering kisses, the butterflies in your stomach, the fireworks in your heart? Where was the romance and the honesty in a forced love, in a forced marriage between you and Jungkook?

Word Count: 3,243

Genre: Fluff/angst

A/N: I’m very excited to get this series going tbh and I’m also very excited to see a lot of you actually like this!! Thank you for taking the time to read my stuff ❤️

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☇  jungkook x reader | 1652 words

♢ genre: again, fluff!!!

♢ warnings: none

9: you come to the restaurant I work at and choose me as your waiter(ess) every time just to annoy me and I can’t do anything in retribution or I’ll get fired

a/n: im on a roll yo drabble #2 is done!!

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Monday afternoon shifts at your local Korean BBQ restaurant are your least favorite. You had nabbed the job in the middle of the year when you needed some extra money, and the fact that you had to attend your college classes right before your shift made you even more irritable.

And adding the fact that lately, a certain boy had been coming in every Monday afternoon and choosing you as his waitress. Yes, he was cute, and you would almost say you were interested in him if it weren’t for the fact that he only came here just to annoy you.

You’re cleaning up one of the tables when the bell on the door to the restaurant jingles. There’s a drop in your stomach when you glance out the corner of your eye only to see a very familiar figure. Dressed in an oversized black hoodie and grey sweatpants is Jeon Jungkook, the devil himself.

“Please don’t notice me,” you mumble softly under your breath, trying to quickly escape. You’re halfway out of the room when you’re stopped by your friend Taeyong’s voice, who had been managing the front desk.

“Y/N! Your favorite customer is back!”

You jolt to a stop, sucking in a deep breath, before spinning around slowly in your heels. Plastering your brightest smile onto your face, you approach Jungkook, annoyance bubbling in your stomach. It is only then when you notice he’s not alone; this time, he’s brought his friends. Oh great, you think.

“Jungkook! What a pleasure to see you again!” you say with a sickly sweet voice. Jungkook smirks at you, before jerking his head towards his friends. Absentmindedly, you notice just how good looking he is; his hair, dark brown and curly, frames his face perfectly, and you can see the shape of his lean body through his loose clothing.

“Can we get a table for seven?” he asks. “And also the menus. These are the members of my dance club and we just finished practice.”

You cast him another fake smile. “Of course. Follow me.” 

You lead them to the back of the restaurant before bringing them the menus. As you lay them out, Jungkook decides to speak to you.

“So, Y/N, how’s it been going lately?” he asks, tilting his head. You can’t decide if he’s genuinely curious or saying it just to get on your nerves. But then again, he’s Jeon Jungkook, and if anything, he definitely was not curious about you. He had brought quite a few girls with him to the restaurant before, and though you never asked him if they were his girlfriends, you guessed at least a few had to be.

“It was going great before you came,” is what you mutter under your breath. Jungkook’s eyebrows raise.

“What did you say?” he asks teasingly. “We wouldn’t want you saying mean things about your own customers, wouldn’t we?”

“Of course not!” You shoot him another smile. “My day definitely got brighter now that I can serve you.”

It was always like this; whenever Jungkook came, the two of you would always banter and exchange sarcastic remarks, though you never could be outright with them as you couldn’t risk getting caught and marked down for insulting your customers. 

So while you and Jungkook are exchanging thinly veiled insults, Jungkook being the one instigating and you being the one replying, his friends’ eyes move back and forth between you.

“Uh…” One of them, you had heard someone call him Jimin, says, “Do you two know each other?”

“No!” you blurt while Jungkook says, “Yes!” 

You whip your head around, glaring at him. 

“No, we don’t,” you say pointedly. Jungkook leans back in his chair, crossing his arms.

“Yes, we do,” he says back slowly. You roll your eyes, before looking in his friends’ directions.

“Enough of that, I’ve forgotten to ask. Any drinks you want? Water? Coke?”

The next five minutes pass as you write down their drink and meal orders. When you’re done, you cap your pen and stick your notepad into your apron. The boys then hand you back the menus.

“Alright, I’ve gotten your orders. Please wait about ten to fifteen minutes, we’ll be back as soon as possible. I’ll get you your drinks in a minute.”

You leave their table with Jungkook’s burning gaze trained on your back.

//

“Tell me why it’s taking so long for them to finish.”

Forty minutes later, you’re leaning against the front counter glaring at Jungkook’s table. Taeyong only snorts, trying to not-so-discreetly watch a drama on his phone. Seulgi, one of your best friends who also works at the restaurant, only giggles.

“Jungkook keeps glancing over at you,” she sings, patting your shoulder. “I’m telling you, he only comes here because he’s interested in you.”

“No, he doesn’t,” you grumble back, though you feel your cheeks flush. “It was only because we happen to be in the same Econ class and he just wants to embarrass me.”

“How does he even know you work here?” asks Taeyong, finally looking up from his phone.

You wave his question away, glaring at Jungkook again, who’s clapping his hands while laughing. You find the way that his eyes crinkle and nose scrunch up quite endearing, though you’d never admit it out loud. “Just a coincidence. It’s not like he asked about me anyways.”

Unbeknownst to you, Seulgi and Taeyong exchange knowing glances.

“Y/N doesn’t know that he asked me about her,” Seulgi whispers under her breath to Taeyong. “You know what he said? He said he saw this really cute girl in his Econ class and wanted to know her but she didn’t seem like the talkative type and he wasn’t good at approaching girls. But he noticed that we were friends and asked if there was any way to get into contact with Y/N. So cute. What I would give for that.”

“Y/N’s clueless. So oblivious to his obvious attraction and her own budding feelings.”

“What a shame.” Seulgi shakes her head.

// 

A good twenty minutes later, Jungkook and his friends finally stand to leave. This time, Seulgi is the one that cleans their table as you take orders from some new customers. As you walk back to give the order to the Chef, you notice the boys nudging Jungkook hard towards your direction. Jungkook says something, before Jimin claps him on the shoulder. Then the rest of them leave and trickle out of the restaurant, leaving only Jungkook standing there.

You don’t think much of it, turning your head and continuing your way to the kitchen, when Jungkook suddenly calls your name.

“Y/N!”

You freeze, glancing around the restaurant before looking back at him.

“What?” you hiss as he approaches. He stops a good distance away, before reaching up and awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

“Um…” he trails off, glancing anywhere but you. The look on his face is shy and diffident. His hand comes up to brush through the front of his hair.

“Jungkook,” you sigh. “Is there anything you need? I need to get this order down to the kitchen.”

“Oh!” Jungkook jerks his head up, large eyes widening like a doe. “Oh, right, you’re busy. Um, you can go do that. I can wait.”

You frown, before shrugging. “Alright then.”

You turn away, and have only moved two steps when Jungkook says your name again. And as it was Monday, as much as you thought Jeon Jungkook was a very attractive young man, you really didn’t have the patience. So when you turn around, you’re prepared to tell him to leave, but he beats it to you first.

“Um, ok, IknowyouthinkIcomeheretoannoy–”

“Woah wait,” you hold up a hand, blinking fast. “I can’t understand you. Slow down, Jungkook. I’m not going anywhere yet.”

He takes a deep breath, and you notice red creeping up his neck.

“I, uh, know that you think I come here just to annoy you, but actually I think you’re really cute and sweet and I was hoping if I could have your number?”

Jungkook’s voice lilts at the end into a question. You blink at him, brain slowly comprehending his words. 

“You… what? You think I’m cute?”

Jungkook winces, scratching his head. “Um, yeah. Something like that.”

He watches as your own face gets dusted with a faint pink, and you suddenly avert your gaze. 

“Oh,” you say. “Um.”

The awkward silence is broken by Seulgi, who had been watching and couldn’t stand it anymore. “Y/N, just give him your darn phone number!” 

“Right!” You scramble for a pen, tearing off a piece of paper from your notepad and quickly jotting down your number. When you give it to Jungkook, he breathes a sigh of relief, visibly relaxing.

“Thanks,” he breathes, mouth breaking into a warm smile. You feel your heart thump a little faster. 

“Yeah,” you say, still not quite understanding that Jeon Jungkook had just asked for your number?

“Well, I’ll text you then,” Jungkook says, eyes still trained on your own. You nod, lips spreading into a similar smile.

“Yeah,” you answer. “I’d like that.”

a couple weeks later.

[Text] You: so, i’ve never asked this but, who were all those girls you brought to the restaurant?

[Text] JK: oh. Uh.

[Text] You: girlfriends? ;)

[Text] JK: no!

[Text] Jk: well maybe girls that were interested in me, but no girlfriends

[Text] You: ah, quite the reputation you have

[Text] JK: actually, this is gonna sound embarrassing but…. I kinda hoped you would notice

[Text] You: jungkook, if you haven’t noticed, i literally was oblivious

[Text] JK: mhm

[Text] JK: you wanna go to the movies some time?

[Text] You: sure, with who else?

[Text] JK: …

[Text] JK: y/n, i’m literally asking you out on a real date.

[Text] You: …

[Text] You: OH

[Text] JK: you’re right. You’re so oblivious

HIS TUMMY IS SO CUTE I LOVE HIM

Taehyung Scenario: 11:11.

Request: Hello~ since you did a wonderful job in doing the Starlight inspired Taehyung Scenario, could you also do Taeyeon’s 11:11 inspired Taehyung scenario? Love you guys!!

Genre: Angst / Drama.

-It’s 11:11, let’s make a wish- 

Taehyung would say each and every time he noticed the time. The wish always resulted to be something really corny and cheesy, like you going on secret escapades, doing couple stuff and saying how long you would be together, usually it was forever.

Now it was 11:11, but none of you remembered any of those wishes. He didn’t, as he repeated his words one again.

-I’m tired Y/N, I can’t do it anymore-

You fisted your hands trying to think what to say, trying to control the torrent of feelings those words had occasioned in you. -Why? I mean I… why?- you asked not understanding the reason of him saying this. You had noticed your relationship had turned cold the past two weeks but you thought it was only a moment, just a rough time in a sea of the pure happiness you had pictured with him. 

-Because I can’t-

-But why?- you repeated hearing how your voice wasn’t even. -Did I do something? Did anything happened I…-

Taehyung shook his head, you were on the living room slash dining in your place, he was standing in front of you, just a chair  between of your bodies, but the short distance felt like millions of miles apart, Taehyung sighed and shook his head making his smooth hair bounce a little from side to side. 

-No Y/N, it’s just… we are at a dead point, don’t you see?-

That made you gasp, how he could say that? and what he was calling dead point? So things were hard and for him it was a dead point? Taehyung was such a sensible person, you couldn’t believe he was actually speaking those words.

-What dead point? Just because it has been a bit harder these last few days you want to…-

-It’s not that it has been harder- he interrupted you. -This is it Y/N, I thought you too, I thought you were thinking the same-

So he had been thinking this over? You didn’t want to cry but the tears were there and you didn’t know how to hold them. -Please don’t cry, I didn’t mean to hurt you but…-

-Oh no, of course you didn’t- you spat, the fact that you were crying in front of him making you angry. -How could you? Because you are so nice and gentle-

Taehyung frowned. -I didn’t, I’m just being honest with you, would you prefer someone who doesn’t tell you how he’s feeling?-

-And did you?- you retorted. -You had been thinking about this and you hadn’t said anything, why? You wanted this-

He sighed and shook his head. -It’s not that I wanted it, it happened!-

-How convenient, I…- you turned your head and tried to calm down, but it hurt, your chest, your head, all over it hurt and you weren’t sure how to handle it. -You can go, just don’t pretend you didn’t want to hurt me-

He opened his mouth to say something else but he just groaned and took his jacket that was on the chair, the harsh movement made the chair fall down, startling you more than it should, but even still Taehyung turned his back and he left.

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