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45: heard it on the radio / namgguk

"am i interrupting something?"

jeongguk turned like lightning at the eerily familiar deep voice, only to see the same attractive guy from the coffee shop. jihoon quickly shoved jeongguk away from him, forcing a smile- one that to anyone who knew jihoon well read "i want to fucking die but i'm getting paid to smile like this so what you gonna do?"- and putting on his best employee voice. "no sir. welcome to berry blast froyo, what can i get you?"

"the same as always: lemon and raspberry with chocolate flakes," namjoon smiled, making jeongguk internally swoon. this guy was so fucking attractive, he actually didn't know how to act around him, and that was quite fucking embarrassing. it had been two days since he'd met him in the coffee shop, and yeah, maybe jeongguk had thought about him a little bit too much.

"hey, shortcake."

namjoon clicked his fingers in front of jeongguk's face, making the young boy blush at the realisation that he'd been staring. "h-hey," he smiled sheepishly, fiddling with his headphones. "fancy seeing you here."

"i've been meaning to head back to that little shop," namjoon chuckled, and wow was he beautiful. in the sunlight streaming down from the glass ceiling of the food court, his whole face glowed, hair lit up like a dark halo and eyes shining. "ah, i never caught your name, shortcake."

"you're only like an inch taller!" jeongguk retaliated, cheeks red from the teasing. namjoon smiled cheekily, not saying anything. "my names jeongguk, you giraffe."

"that's not all too polite, huh shortcake?" namjoon smiled, before going to grab his frozen yoghurt. jeongguk pressed his palms to his burning cheeks, not being able to believe what the hell was happening; first rm noticed his soundcloud covers (yes, he was still internally doing the backpack dance in victory), and now he'd run back into the handsome coffee shop guy, who'd called him a cute nickname! holy tolito, jeongguk thought, smiling so wide he must've looked a bit mad. next thing i know bigbang will get back together, that's how well this day is going.

"yo, shortie!" namjoon beamed as he walked back over, holding two cups of froyo- wait what the fuck he holding two cups for- "your short angry friend gave me this for you." oh. jeongguk smiled and took the cup namjoon was offering, smiling as he realized it was his favourite blueberry and pomegranate yoghurt. a sticky note was stuck to the side, jihoon's messy handwriting scrawled across the yellow paper.

he's hot ggukkie, go get him!

jeongguk chuckled, eating a spoonful of the sweet treat. "thanks," he said to namjoon, realising how nice this total stranger was. the taller boy shrugged, taking a bite of his own yoghurt. "so, what brings you to the mall?"

namjoon laughed at that, from deep in his chest. "i was just shopping at the thrift store across the street, and i wanted frozen yoghurt. found some nice stuff," jeongguk nodded, noting the backpack on his back, probably stuffed with thrift store things. "how about you?"

"ah, jihoonie is my friend," jeongguk explained, leaning against one of the pillars that held up the glass ceiling, his ears picking up on a dean song that was playing somewhere in the mall. "i had some news to tell him, and i was on my way here anyway. i run here every sunday."

"woah, sporty," namjoon grinned, eyes crinkling and dimples deeper than the ocean. god, how could jeongguk simultaneously want to hug the guy and have him fuck him over a desk? with his quickly reddening cheeks, jeongguk pulled his hood over his fluffy drying hair, hiding his face partially. curse his dirty mind. "hey, this'll seem sudden, but you wanna keep me company? all my friends are busy and i was gonna run a couple errands, i could use the company... if you don't mind, of course."