thursday with @junjulys
sometimes, jules forgets she is short. she is so used to being somewhat taller than usual, wearing heels and platforms and chunky shoes on stage, and for evernts and everything else in between she forgets. which is exactly how she ended up in the cafe unable to reach the last coke at the back of the shelf. she still does try and reach it, for the third time, on her tippy toes and her fingers barely brush it further back into the shelf. with a loud sigh of defeat, she looks around to try and find a target. someone to ask for help.
it takes her a solid three seconds to see someone familiar and she makes a b-line for him, because she could. she would buy him whatever he had planned from the cafe, but right now she needed his help.
"junyoung.." she almost whines as she gets close enough, a pout on her lips as she manages to catch his attention "junyoung, i'm so sorry, i need your help." she inchesh closer, pout only growing wider as look at the boy. "i can't reach the can of coke.." she eventually finishes her plea, hand lifting in defeat to point at the single fizzy drink left at the top of the cooler shelf. "can you please grab it for me? pretty please?" her hands clasp together, doe eyes probably not really needed for this situation, but she does her best to look like a damsel in distress.
"i'll pay for your stuff as well, i promise. my treat! you can buy something for the sodapop boys as well!" it wasn't much on her end, she always wanted to treat her juniors to small treats like this and took every possible opportunity to do so, now was also perfect. jules is already taking a step or two towards the cooler, inclining junyoung to follow her.
