Yoongi’s little sister (Jungkook) · Y/n story by @km2602

The air in the Myeongdong Christmas market was sharp enough to bite, carrying the sweet, smoky scent of roasted chestnuts and hotteok. Thousands of twinkling white lights strung overhead turned the evening into a glittering snow globe, illuminating the breath that fogged from the mouths of the bustling crowd.

Jeon Jungkook

Yuna-ah, slow down! My arm’s gonna come off.

Min Yuna

No time! The line for the tteokbokki stall is gonna be a mile long, and I want the spicy one before Jin-hyung buys it all.

She glanced back, her eyes bright and pleading under the fairy lights. Jungkook, his dark hair peeking out from a beanie, looked down at her with a mixture of exasperation and helpless fondness.

Jeon Jungkook

Hyung said to stay together. The others are…

Min Yuna

Are boring. They’re all looking at wool scarves. Wool! Come on, Kook-ah, please? It’s Christmas Eve!

She gave his sleeve another tug. He didn’t resist, letting himself be towed past a stall selling glowing headbands and another steaming with cups of sikhye.