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" Kookie you didn't have to do this all for me. I feel so indebted to you now" you whined seemingly feeling too beholden at the golden maknae's grateful gesture.

Jungkook had brought you a hamper of one of the most coveted (and expensive) Korean beauty cosmetics- one which only celebrities could have the luxury to use.

Not only that he even gave you a gift wrapped Louis Vuitton baby pink dress- something he had asked to unwrap only when you reached home. He knew that you'd not accept if you knew what it was. It had to be a surprise.

Why was he doing this?

" Oh come on Bun. Take it as a token of appreciation from my side. You managed to give me a day off while taking the weight off my shoulders for one whole day. I got to learn how to run a cafe. Consider it as my payback to you" he spoke.

Payback. Wow creative, Jeon now she will think this all is a transaction.

He was lying to not only you. But also himself. And he knew that. In the short time he spent with you. He felt his worries fade a bit. The stress to live upto expectation dissolved with you. He saw himself in you. You lived anxiously and were always nervous about failing. The infection of perfection had diseased you too. Something he himself was a patient of.

It was like a mirror. You were a mirror to his soul. And he felt that when he lived as you. It's strange how you could like someone for their soul in the modern times. To be fair he got a chance to experience that though.

He was compensating his feelings for you through gifts that bring you exhilaration. When in his guts he knew he wanted this love language of gifts to become something more.

Quality time? Acts of service? Words of appreciation? Physical touch?

He'd lie if he didn't want it to become it all.

He wasn't incognizant. He knew you loved him not as a friend but something more. Romantic.

A hopless romantic he was and you gave him hope.

A hope that he could also experience love. A love he sang about. A love he wrote about. A love who could be his muse. His art.

That too, without any judgement.

So what was stopping him? Fears? Guilt. Yes guilt. He knew, you already loved him. You knew everything about him. But what he'd done to earn that love from you on an intimate level?  On a one on one level. He wanted to know more about you not as fan. But as a person. Your soul. What made you happy. He wanted to make you happy. And he wanted to earn the same, more organically.

Step by step.

He was working on that. At least he had cleared the first step.

Step 1: Acceptance.

Of his feelings for you .

" Payback? Why you make it sound like a business transaction.Am I obligated to pay you a remuneration too, Mr. Jeon.?" you playfully remarked tucking your non existent fall out hair behind your ears. Adhering to the skit.

Two can play at this game of coquetry Mr. Jeon.

" Well Ms. YN I do expect a remuneration. And you owe me one. I'll ask for the same when the time arrives" he inched closer stooping his handsome head to your level. He accentuated the action with his wink which could bring the entire woman (and man) kind to their knees.

You had gained resistance against his antics.

'Can you handle me?'

Yes YN could indeed handle him.

" As you say Mr. Jeon." You cocked your head to the side.

" you've become more confident Ms. YN. See I helped you by being you for a day. We should switch souls often . Don't you think?" He retreated his head as he swirled the straw of the iced americano he had ordered at your cafe.

Yes he had visited you after his schedule and asked you to stayback for a bit after closing your shop for the day.

Quality time.

" Thank you Kookie" you giggled. Finding your mini skit quite entertaining.

But

It wasn't a skit right?

" So how was your day? Did the dance practice go well? Please tell me Jimin doesn't think you're crazy" you became timid all of a sudden.

" Haha it was great bun. He was shocked a bit. Saying something like 'You seemed possessed yesterday Kookie I am glad the ghost's gone now'"

" I completed the challenge in one take so it was a normal day for me. Rest of the day I was in the studio working on album and stuff. You know the usual." he gave you his bunny smile.

" Album? Oh my god. I'll make sure to listen it before anyone else once we switch again" you joked. Of course you weren't switching again. It was all done now. Right?

"Bun. You don't need to do that. I will myself have you listen it before it's out." He emphasized by pinching your cheeks.

Physical touch.

Acts of service.

" What really? Gosh I love you so much!" You held his both hands. As excited as a kid whose parents were taking him to disneyland.

" Me too bun. Me too."

Step by step

" I too, love myself"

Way to ruin the mood JK.

"You're glad you're so handsome. You know that Kookie? If someone else said that I'd have left outright. I hate cocky men" you gave him the bombastic side eye.

" oh is it. And what kind of men you DO like bun?" He inquired his voice going few octaves lower.

He knows the answer. He wants to hear it from you. He loves teasing you.

" You know the answer" you mumbled. Breaking eye contact. Circling your empty drink meditating on it as if it's the most interesting thing in the world.

"I am glad I know the answer." He gently placed his tatted hand over yours on the coffee table.

Electric sparks. Golden warmth. Magnets.

They all returned. But for the better perhaps.

Perhaps.

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