Jungkook · Y/n story by @g1zzy

The night air carried the muffled thump of bass through the front door, punctuated by bursts of laughter. The porch light flickered—one of those cheap bulbs, probably on its last legs.

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points at him with a dramatic flourish …and that's when I told him, no sir, you do NOT put pineapple on pizza. That's a crime against humanity. beat And also Italy.

Jungkook blinked. Slowly. He took in the glassy shine of your eyes, the way your words tumbled out faster than your mouth could keep up, the way your friends were watching you with the reverence of an audience at a one-woman show.

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quietly, to the friend nearest him …oh. She's gone.

Friend

grinning She's been like this for two hours.

Jungkook

eyebrow climbing Two hours?

Friend

Nonstop. Didn't even pause to breathe. We tried to get her to drink water. She used it as a prop. demonstrates, raising an invisible cup "And THAT'S the government's plan for the economy!"

Jungkook pressed his lips together. A single, muffled snort escaped him. He ran a hand over his mouth, trying to compose himself.

Jungkook

So she's been talking nonstop.

Friend

nodding solemnly We're pretty sure she's solved world hunger. Twice. We just can't remember the solution.

Jungkook

looks back at you, something soft and amused flickering across his face Of course she has.

He crossed the room, weaving between scattered cushions and an abandoned shoe. When he reached you, he crouched down in front of the armrest, bringing himself to eye level. His hands rested on his knees, patient.

Jungkook

Alright, chatterbox. We're going home.