Summary: jungkook is present day idol jungkook and your a part time convenience store worker/student who works nights.
The song magic shop inspired this if it wasn’t obvious and I had the idea floating in my head but didn’t want to/knew I wouldn’t have the time to make it into a proper story, so on a plane ride i started writing it in this weird format and i kinda like it so this is what i got and thought i would share lol
-mondays is always graveyard shift for u. By graveyard shift i mean 10pm-7am in the convenience store trying to stay awake and organising and reorganising the instant ramen packets.
-but hey, the pay’s good and basically no one comes in save a slightly drunk teen or the occasional office worker who wants to socialise about just as much as u do
-mondays is always peak insomnia for jungkook. He doesn’t know why, guess something about the start of the week or the stress and overwork he assumes.
-overwatch bingeing never does the trick for him either. Not on modays. Not when he’s too tired to move but too angsty to stay in place.
-so he donnes his big ass hoodie™ and walks
-out of the dorms, the building
-far enough so that the buildings around him aren’t so obnoxiously big
-its about 2am when u see a figure take a seat in one of those crusty deck chairs outside the shop.
-u wonder if its a customer. Is he gunna come in? The thought slips out of your mind as soon as it enters and u continue to nibble away at ur pocky
-which u stole (cuz ur an edgy millennial yay)
-jungkook doesn’t come in
-just stays under the glare of the convenience store light and wonders if the chair he’s sitting on will give way anytime soon (cuz mUsCleS)
-it doesn’t. He’s lowkey disappointed.
-the night ends w u feeling guilty and putting extra money in the cash register and jungkook concluding he needs to squat more
-jungkook finds he quite likes sneaking out of the dorms in the middle of the night to visit a bumb ass convenience store and his crusty deck chair friend
-so yet again he sits, hood over his flop of hair, staring at a street light and feeling perfectly content in his uncontentness
-and there u sit (its the next moday fyi) on the floor behind the counter, notebook resting on ur lap, homework forgotten, pen in your mouth trying to see if u can write ur name somewhat decently w/ only ur mouth
-u can’t. Your lowkey disappointed.
-u throw the pen haphazardly and it makes a gently rattle as it hits the glass door of the entrance
-u stand, go to the mini fridge thing at one end of the shop for an ice cream to soften the blow of defeat
-u stare at the handle. Fuck it. U put ur arms behind ur back and try opening the fridge w ur mouth (this sounds mad sus but its like 3am ur bored so like… meh)
-u can’t
-ur defeated and unhygienic yay
-in one last desperate attempt u try fishing out a mini magnum white chocolate w/ ofc just ur mouth
-u end up w a cold face and a magnum original but u count that as a win
-the night ends w you on the floor once again. This time sucking on an ice cream u later pay for, and jungkook walking back to the dorms w bubbles of laughter coming out from his hooded form, having just witnessed a chick w her head in a freezer for a worrying amount of time, trying to get an ice cream(?) with her mouth(?)
-he’s more of a white chocolate magnum kinda guy himself but the entertainment was much appreciated
-and so it begins
-’it’ being u doing questionable activities to pass the time oblivious to the audience of one that so happily, if not creepily, watches, kneeling up on his trusty n crusty deck chair
-the floors lava exercise one night leaves u breathlessly sprawled on the floor surrounded by packs of crisps and an unhinged shelve that you’ll need an alibi for later
-it leaves him having to speed walk far enough away to burst into a cackle of laughter w/o attracting ur attention.
-on his return he sees u haven’t left ur spot on the floor. Shirt risen a little to peep some flesh, shoes kicked off so ur mismatch socks are just about in view to him, and ur eyes glazed w what he’s pretty sure is amusement
- ‘is she just gunna lay there all night? Who tries to hang off shelves to avoid touching the floor?? It wouldn’t have worked anyway, she should have used the desk and tried jumping across to the mat imo…’
- and as he’s mapping out his superior route of how to get to the other end of the store in TFIL (the floor is lava fyi), how endearingly adorable u looked in ur mismatch socks isn’t lost on him
-with every monday that passes, kook leaves w/ a growing fondness for the company he shares on his convenience store escapades™
-u sometimes do homework most of the night, gently humming to whatever ur listening to
-he accommodates to that easily, humming his own tune and swaying from topic to topic in his thoughts
-u sometimes actually do your job (which surprises u as much as him) and he peeps u stacking up cups of instant ramen or sorting through the register or god forbid helping a customer if ever there comes a time one actually enters the shop for more than 2 minutes
-hearing ur mousy thank yous to a customer for the first time was a real shock to kook. For one he didn’t realise how much he’d wanted to hear ur voice until he’d heard it. For two, the politeness and pitch of it was a real juxtaposition to the food stealing, not-completely-sane, freezer chick he knew. Or well… saw… weekly(?)
-does that count as knowing?
-so when, on one rather cold monday night, u walk out of the shop, phone pressed against ur cheek, jungkook almost topples over the deck chair and is certain it will at last fall apart and make it even more obvious that he was looking through the window at u for the last hour.
-u however don’t notice
-and the chair however does not break
-maybe because ur on the phone or maybe because u have the awarness of a toe, but u honestly pay no heed to the hooded man, or even really acknowledge in ur brain that he is there
-you dive into a lengthy discussion about how sneezing is one of life's subtlest yet greatest pleasures and whoever is on the other end seems just as convinced cuz jungkook can almost see the excitement this whole topic is bringing u and honestly ur voice is so much more coarse and sarcastic and perfectly freezer-chick that he almost forgets that he probably shouldn’t be sticking around for u to finish your conversation and realise that jeon jungkook is staring. Staring hard.
-so he slips out
-u finish ur conversation and thank ur friend (lets call her jisoo) for giving u some sustenance to last another rather boring night shift
-the next day, kook finds himself wholeheartedly agreeing with u when he lets out a sneeze mid shoot
-he basks in its only-now-recognised glory
-seokjin comes over warily with a box of tissues but kook only laughs, a toothy bunny laugh (yall know the one)
-and proceeds to pull out a tissue w/ his mouth
-seokjin: “yAH!!”
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