𝗤𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 *𝗩𝗢𝗧𝗘* 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸. *𝗩𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲*

𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 '⭐️'

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𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗲!

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆏𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

He had to tell you.

He will tell you.

You deserve to know.

The truth.

The seeds of truth were blown in his face last night. Much like blowing a dandelion in a wink of an eye. Their seeds permeating in the thin air and granting the blower's wish. Dispelling their truth.

Dandelions- hope, perseverance, and transformation.

Though Dandelions were technically not flowers and were perennial pesky weeds, they granted the lover's wish. The wish of their beloved loving them back, according to fables.

They were resilient too, standing their ground to pervade their seeds, their truth.

Though these dandelions of truth were an undesirable noxious weed. They gave him hope.

A hope that he could treat you better. Protect his flower from all the weeds. The perfidious bees. The seasons and the calamities.

Bask in, and embrace your redolence. And cherish it forever.

So he made his ingress to your shop- Spring day to blow the divulging dandelions and grace you with a truth you deserved to be cognizant of.

There you were- singing lullaby of love to your fleur babies. Lulling them with your mellifluous notes, helping them flourish and further promulgate your perfume called love.

"Hi Y/N! The flowers smell especially sweet today." Jungkook tried breaking the ice which was soon to be melted into an ocean of awkwardness. For sure.

His footsteps had a gentle vibration to them. Firm yet soft. Heralding his amiable aura much before his syrupy voice to you.

"Hi Kookie! Yeah my babies have just been watered, that's why they smell so sweet," you cheered, placing the water can on the stool as you inhaled his vanilla musk. His redolence blanketing you with a protective warmth.

"So what brings you here today, Kookie?" you quipped, deliberately stretching the last syllable to accentuate your teasing.

You loved to tease your bunny.

"Um about that. Y/N I wanted to have that tea right now. I am craving it," he blurted abruptly. His uncanny vibes were picked up immediately by your four senses.

"Aww. I knew you'd come back. Make yourself comfy Kookie. I'll be back in a few minutes. I am craving tea too, today" you beamed, excited to grace him with your cup.

"Oh you sure are in here for tea Y/N. And the worst part is I have to spill it to you. I hope it ain't too scalding for your sensitive soul," Jungkook mumbled his internal turmoil as he sat tapping his anxious feet against the floor.

How would you react when he would reveal the truth to you? That your beloved boyfriend is cheating on you? Was kissing another handsome male- not any other male but his very own friend, behind your back? And most of all- he out of all the people discovered it?

While he felt glad that the pesky weed of a man will be uprooted by his very own mighty hands to protect his flower. He feared in doing so, he may harm you- his precious petal. You would be devastated and heartbroken. And indirectly so, he was about to cause that.

His mental maelstrom was turned to a tranquil tide upon your appearance, cradling a tray of your love, your handmade nectar- piping tea and cookies to partner the two cups.

"Kookie you feel especially tense today. Is everything okay? Here have some cookies." you sat in front of him. His aura couldn't go unnoticed by your sensitive senses. Your sixth sense was activated and you knew something was up.

"Um Y/N I have to tell you something. I just got to know something. I feel it may hurt you but you deserve to know the truth," Jungkook uttered, treading carefully around eggshells.

He took a small sip of the piping beverage to calm his nerves and prepare his palate for the words he was about to unleash.

God.

Did he get to know that you're blind from somewhere else?

You've been yearning to tell him since before!

See?

Now he will say some words which will hurt you. He himself knows it. He himself said it.

Prepare yourself Y/N. For the truth. The truth which had been in front of your curtained eyes yet you refused to see, to behold it. Cause fate rendered you incapable to see it.

"What's it Kookie. You're making me anxious," you mumbled, low enough for him to hear.

"Y/N your boyfriend," He sighed continuing, "Your boyfriend Jaehan is cheating on you. I know it may seem unbelievable but I myself saw him kissing my best friend at the bar last night," Jungkook rambled as he blew the dandelions on your pretty face.

All in one go. With no halt, fast and quick.

"What Kookie?" You tittered, as you broke into a guffawing mess, bellowing as you held your belly. Your cerulean pools now glimmering with jocose waves.

What?

Were you trying to deny the truth and laughing it off? Could you not accept the truth so now your brain was denying it? He grew even more worried.

"Petal. I know it's a lot. But you don't have to be strong. It's not your fault." He held your both hands caressing them in therapeutic motions.

"Kookie. Jaehan is my brother. And -" you snorted like a pig, still unable to contain the ludicrous information you had just received. The risible comedy of the situation was off the roof.

"And he's gay!" Your words grew more serious as you recuperated from the fit of laughter. Firmly gripping Jungkook's hands in reassurance.

"Wait? WHAT? HE'S YOUR BROTHER?" Jungkook almost roared in bewilderment.

An outlandish ecstasy deluged his physical self. He wanted to fly into the sky at this piece of relief which you had delivered to him. The gravity of earth became nonexistent. He was in space. Exhilaration and euphoria caused him to jump and give you a bone crushing hug, raising you from your seated position.

His flower was still his.

He could still bathe in your redolence.

He was still your humble bee.

"Tell me you're not joking. So that means you're still single?" He rose his head off your shoulder, still holding your hips as if your petals would get plucked otherwise. He has to confirm and hear it from your very own plump lips.

"I am not joking Kookie. Jaehan is my real brother. He has a fashion label in Japan. He seldom visits us. Also, I am as single as a sunflower." you whispered bashfully into his shoulder, hugging him back.

You didn't know but his reaction gave you the courage to bask in his redolent embrace. To reciprocate his burgeoning feelings which were now fully flourishing.

"Gosh I am so happy! Y/N I have to tell you something more," Jungkook held your hands, motioning you to sit back on the chairs. Trying to regain his suave deportment which was quintessential for his upcoming words.

You too, held his hands. Your emotions were undergoing an adrenaline driven euphoric high.

"Y/N, my petal. I like you. I like you so much. Gosh I love you. Like, I feel so stupid but I want to love you and cherish you like you deserve. Will you give this humble bee the chance to grace your presence, my petal? Will, will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?" Jungkook oozed his heart out like a pure hot spring, his face turning beet red and his lashes blinking too much with coy jubilance.

"I like you too Jungkook but-"

But?

You just said you liked him but?

God please don't be it 'I like you as a friend?'

Or 'a brother?'

Or 'a customer!'

"But Kookie I have to tell you something. I feel I have to be honest with you. Since you'd been nothing but honest with me. Bub." the tone of your voice became morose as you interlocked your phalanges with his.

Your eyes were shut and shedding pearls. You were attempting to garner the courage to tell him since long ago. But now you were being choked in a viper grip by the same.

You didn't want this fantasy to end. A fairytale where a blind girl like you could be loved by someone as kind as Jungkook. You didn't want to press the red button which will extinguish all your imminent happiness.

But for his happiness, you have to tell him the truth.

That's what love's about.

Being honest.

"Hey. It's okay Petal. You could tell me. I'll not judge." Jungkook wiped the crystals gracing your supple cheeks as he cooed. Tightly interlocking his tatted hands with the small of yours.

"Jungkook. I am blind. I cannot see. I am so sorry." You broke into a a sobbing fit. Unwilling to face him.

Thank god you couldn't see. You didn't know if you could handle the look of sheer disappointment on his face. The scowl of hatred which he might harbour towards you.

He was hoodwinked. Duped.

Blinded by you. Just cause you're blind.

Blind for his love.

"My precious petal, my love. I already know that. And guess what. It doesn't change a thing for me. I still love you. I'll cherish you even more. Just give me a chance bub. Hmm?" he massaged your hair as he held you in his strong embrace.

He was now kneeling to your level in front of you as you sat crying tears of your poignant fate before-

"Wait ! You know? You know am blind? Jungkook am not joking. I really can't see!" you spoke, reiterating your condition to the man who was now promising to love you unconditionally despite your flaw.

"I know it bub. Your mom already told me. Remember the days we were not talking? I was reflecting on the truth when I got to know it. I was more pissed that Jaehan was your boyfriend. Something which Mrs. Kim didn't tell me about, very ironically," he joked trying to lighten the mood.

"So you don't care I will never be able to see you? I am blind Kookie!" you raised your voice at him. Still unable to fathom how can someone love a blind person like you.

"And so what? I don't think that makes you any less capable to be loved, my petal. I love you for who you are not what you aren't. Please trust me bub. I really-" his sentence was cut short as you crashed your lips on his. Quite accurately so.

It was a safe and perfect landing, as the petals of your mouth intertwined with his.

His hands held your face, guiding you. As your breaths became one. Your hearts became one.

Your redolence became one.

"I love you too, Kookie, my bunny boyfriend!" you cooed at his lips as he stared in to the mirrors of your soul, as if promising, that he'll never hurt you.

Your intimate moment was closely being watched by a happy spectator. The director of this movie- your mom.

Flashback....

Jungkook was going out to grab some food after having done with his appointment with Steffie.

He wanted to eat. But remorse was gnawing him morsel by morsel- at having to send you out when you wanted to spend some time with him.

Also it appeared you wanted to tell something to him. He hoped it wasn't what he dreaded, though.

As he was about to lock his shop and leave, his honey pools landed on an old lady sprauchling, struggling to carry the hefty flower pots yet again.

"Mrs. Kim! Stop let me help you!" Jungkook skipped his way towards your mother as he cradled both of the pots in his herculean, tatted arms.

"Aw Jungkookie! Thank you my son. These irises have just blossomed and I wanted to bring them from the nursery."

Irises- Knowledge, wisdom and enlightenment.

"Wow they are indeed so pretty." he absorbed the flowers, lowering his chin. The flowers reminding him of his precious flower, his petal.

"Pretty like my daughter? Ain't they," Mrs. Kim jested as she patted his broad shoulders causing the timid lad to cough and turn red as a strawberry.

"I know Jungkookie that you like my daughter. Don't you think I do not see you meditating on her everyday."

"Umm. Ma'am I mean Mrs. Kim it's just-" Jungkook stuttered. His usual equanimous enigma slipped out like sand though his fingers, unable to coherently express himself.

He placed the heavy pots on to the display shelf yet he still felt some weight on his shoulders.

"Jungkookie. You know, my Y/N is just like these flowers. Delicate and redolent of love. Beautiful even. But many fail to realize her true beauty which lies skin deep. Choosing to just judge her from her outward appearance," she said as she wiped the perspired forehead of the young man. And offering him orange juice as a reward for his drudgery.

"But my Y/N is unlike them. She sees the beauty in things even when she can't physically see. She loves people for what they are and not what they look like. Her love is pure. Cause it's unconditional. Her love is blind. Just like her. And that makes her even more precious. I hope that you realize that Jungkookie. And not hurt her. She's my delicate flower." Your mother shared, as she passed the thread of truth through the needle of reality.

A needle which indeed pinched the young lad like no other.

"Ma'am do you mean she's actually?-" Jungkook was a prudent soul. He read between the lines. Saw more than met the eye. Perhaps there was indeed a logical reason as to why you never saw him in the eye, pierced through his soul.

"Yes Jungkookie. My Y/N cannot see. She lost her eyesight at the age of 18," your mother breathed out, as she assuredly placed her wrinkled hand over his rough tatted one.

Present...

"Kookie can you come here for a second?" you called for your beloved. After having just shared your romantic moment and him recounting you everything that transpired with your mother.

"Yes my petal? Do you know it's a pity I can't confess you with flowers since you already have a lot of them," he rubbed your arms as he held you in his warm embrace. Scenting the redolence of love that oozed from you.

"But guess what Kookie. I can," you beamed as you shoved the Tiger lilies, his birth flower onto his face, engulfing him from a redolence which wasn't yours. But he didn't mind.

"Oh! Tiger lilies I love these! How do you know that?" Jungkook held the flowers now inhaling their perfume mixed with your love.

"You yourself told me these are your birth flowers. But I am giving you these for their actual meaning! Remember just how you gave me that red rose?" you squished his cheeks, your target always being perfect despite your lack of vision. As if you had memorized the map to his body and soul.

Tiger Lilies - Please love me.

"I want you to love me Kookie. And I promise to love you too, my Tiger lily, my fleur baby," you raised on your tippy toes as you kissed his precious nose.

The very nose which would inhale your redolence of love everyday from now on.

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It'll be a Sugar baby reader x Billionaire Jungkook story with a twist.

It'll be a fluffy romcom.

You know my style, so I'll not write this trope like it's usually done. If you know what I mean. 🤭

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