it’s been a while since he’s indulged in something from his childhood, his tastes having been refined over the years from the severe sweet tooth he’d had as a youth. he’s not exactly sure what’s got him feeling so nostalgic all of a sudden, but he’s already taking a quick trip to the grocery store before he can dwell on it any longer.
he’s not even sure what he’s looking for as he browses through the aisles, looking for something to satisfy a craving he doesn’t even understand, but when he sees it, a package all on its lonesome, the very last one, it’s like divine intervention, as if fate herself had reached down through the sky and physically grabbed him, leading him toward this very spot. banana milk.
with a grin, he reaches out and grabs it, rushing to the counter to pay for the treat. he’s not even sure why he hasn’t had the drink since he was young; it isn’t cloyingly sweet like so many other of his childhood favorites, and he doesn’t think it’s too unhealthy, but he can’t be arsed to check the nutritional facts at the moment because suddenly he hears a voice in the distance that doesn’t sound familiar, but he still can’t shake the feeling that the voice is calling out for him. he turns around to an unfamiliar face, quirking his head to the side when he doesn’t recognize him.
“banana milk…?” he repeats, mouth opening as suddenly it clicks. so he wasn’t the only one being driven to the grocery store for banana milk today, and he can’t help but laugh. “yes, i did. did you want to share some?”
his breath is hot, he never thought he was this much out of shape, perhaps he should start to exercise, or at least walk or run more. he takes some time to catch his breath and then he quietly nods, he smiles a friendly smile, one that shows that all his intentions are good. jisung doesn’t specifically like banana milk, jisung likes sweets, he doesn’t eat it a lot, but he definitely enjoys sweets, but banana milk is definitely not his favorite. jisung’s dad is the one obsessed with banana milk, and whenever jisung’s dad is a bit moody then jisung goes down to the grocery store to buy some for him to cheer him up, that were his intentions again today, but the last ones had already been bought before he had the chance to.
jisung doesn’t like talking with strangers, he’s not a big fan of talking at all, but he does really wants to get that banana milk for his dad. “i… it’s not me who wants it, but… i just wanted to buy some for my dad” he quietly says, voice barely above a whisper. he puts his hand in his pocket, struggles to find the thing he wants to find. he takes out his wallet, looks down at it and then at the stranger again “h-how much do you want me to pay for one?”.
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