The Coupzi Files [Compilation]

Craving for (you) Melon Bread

original story link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/7054228

author: doesvtlovemenot

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"Fuck. Fuck my life, fuck the world, and just fuck winter. Fuckity-fuck-fuck."

The passerbys were all carefully looking at the short waddling teen with an obnoxious pink hair and a more obnoxious bump on his belly, sporting a murderous glare that could probably kill anyone if it could. Jihoon was currently so damn done with his shitty life, don't even try to ask.

He cursed the whole world because why did his craving for a measly melon bread from that particular bakery downtown popped out of nowhere? And that nowhere was when his mother was out, South Korea was fucking freezing, cabs were hiding from him and his large jacket that was supposed to provide tender loving care for him and his baby was missing from his wardrobe. This was absurd. His feet were already feeling numb, damn it.

"Fu -," before he could finish his litany, he felt a particular hard kick coming from his tummy that made him halt for a moment and whine under his breath.

"No baby, I'm not blaming you. Hush," he whispered before rubbing his tummy and sighing deeply, an air of frustration surrounding him. "We're already near the bakery, okay? Just please, hold still and we'll get there to buy the melon bread you want. We'll be home in no time, I promise."

Arriving at the bakery felt like he won the lottery especially so when he felt the power of the heater from across the room. Thank fucking heavens to whoever invented such kind of magic. Just a little bit travel towards the counter where the array of different breads were shown and he could already go back home and continue watching the re-runs of Descendants of the Sun, ogle at Song Joong Ki's hot bod and eat this fucking bread peacefully.

What he did not expect, though, was to find the racks bare of his favorite melon bread. The world was definitely ending right that moment for the pregnant male.

Feeling something bubbling up his throat, he shook his head and prayed to all the gods up there for his emotional side not to kick at that moment because shit, he was in the middle of the bakery with judgmental people surrounding him. He could not bear this embarrassment, damn it.

He continued walking towards the front and searching everywhere for that certain bread even though his feet hurt like hell already. He could not disappoint his baby. Five months into his pregnancy and he needed to eat that food or else he'll really fail to become the straight-A dad without his baby even coming out of this world.

"Excuse me," someone said in front of him. Jihoon slowly turned his head and his eyes met with someone who had really pretty ones. Must be nice for my baby to have those, he thought. Right then, he realized that it was the cashier of the bakery sporting auburn hair and a million-watt smile that could fight the evils of this world. 'Seungcheol,' his identification card said. "Did you need anything, sir?"

"Actually, yes. I'm actually searching for the melon bread of your bakery? I've been buying this product here ever since my pregnancy and... I can't seem to find it."

"Oh, the one shaped as stars?"

Jihoon bobbed his head rapidly, "Yes, it is. Oh dear god, you still have a stock of that one!"

"Actually sir," Seungcheol had the audacity to look sheepish for a moment. "It's already out of stock. The last one was bought by the buyer that just got out. I'm very sorry."