“Hey Guk,” Jungkook’s morning walk was interrupted by his best friend. Honestly it wasn’t even interrupting anymore, Namjoon had Jungkook’s walking route memorized long ago.
“Mmmm.. I don’t know, maybe just warm rain.” Jungkook heard namjoon slightly chuckle beside him. This isn’t his normal routine, and he knows that.
No freezing cold rain where you have to be wearing FIVE jackets just to stay warm?!” Namjoon was just laughing and teasing him at this point.
“I already sent out that high wind storm yesterday! I'm just- changing it today.”
“It was to strong?” He paused and grabbed Jungkook’s arm to stop him from walking farther.
“Was in necessary to add the hail?”
“Jungkook. Answer me.”
“No. No it wasn’t bu-“
“Look! I’m here! I’m fine! Back off Namjoon! I can control it, you don’t know me!”
“Don’t even start. You out of ALL
“You know damn well why no one in this stupid town has hardly seen the sun for eleven years.”
“Jungkook, you know I didn-“
“Just go away! Leave me alone..” He wiped away the single tear that fell out his eye, gently sliding down the obvious scar on the left side of his face.
“Ok. Please stop by, I’ll make super."
“Fuck off Namjoon." Jungkook gave a childish chuckle at the thought of his friend actually keeping his mouth shut for once.
“that’ll be the damn day” another unintentional mumble escaped his mouth.
“Idiots.” Jungkook thought that after eleven years people would know that it at least RAINS every day here. Thanks to none other then Jungkook himself. He smiled.
“Oh my! Please forgive me! I din’t mean anything, I wasn’t watching where I was going! I’m so sorry!” Jungkook attempted to look at the owner of the voice but just as they fell, they were back on their feet and running in the direction they started in.
“Fucking hell..” a most over exaggerated sigh left his mouth as he leisurely made his way across the park, delaying going towards the cafe.
“Bingo.” It took longer then expected for the boy to exit the bathroom,
“I-I’m sorry” a familiar voice rips Jungkook’s thoughts away.
“I want to apologize again. I should’ve been watching where I was going and It’s my-“
“Are you ok?”
“Oh yes, of course! See? No scratches.” the boy turned his hands to ensure Jungkook that he was ok. Jungkook chuckled.
“I meant emotionally, can you tell me why you were crying?”
You heard me”
“O-ok” the boy hesitated at first but eventually sat down in the chair across the table from Jungkook
“Do you come here regularly?”
“Y-yeah, mostly on weekdays when I go to practice.”
“O-oh I uh- I dance.” the boy seamed flustered to admit such a thing
“Really? What type of dance?” the boy stayed silent
“No?” still no answer
“Hun, I like it.” and with that Jungkook got up and paused next to Jimin
“Um.. ok” Jimin frowned but stayed put out of curiosity.
“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there! How may i help you sir?” Jungkook chuckled bitterly and ran his tongue on the inside of his bottom lip.
“Yes. Jimin. Whatever he gets most often please.” The owner had concern written all over his face as he looked back to the table where Jimin was, and then back to Jungkook.
“Is this guy bugging you?” Jungkook rolled his eyes.
“Is that so? What’s his name?”
“Yeah, get off my ass. Just bring it to the table.” Jungkook was irritated that the owner would pull something like that on someone he was clearly close to. He sat across from Jimin again
“How’d you know my name?”
“You and your friend were- uh.. fighting in the park last week.. he mentioned your name.. and I uh- just remembered it I guess?”
droplets of Jimin’s drink landed on the sleeve of Jungkook’s hoodie.
“Wah! Jungkookie! You didn’t have to!”
“I-I wanted to, don’t worry about it” Jungkook could feel like heat rising in his face. No one has had a nickname for him is years. It felt- nice..
“Jungkook?” he looked at a worried Jimin
“I’ll- I’ll be right back, don’t leave. Please?”
“I won’t” Jimin smiled at his new friend and took a sip of his drink as Jungkook stumbles to get out of the cafe.