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BTS Jungkook Imagine : Pizza Boy

Rated: Fluff

Scenario: Ordering pizza was never so good, until the pizzeria you always ordered from hires a new employee. Is pizza all this boy leaves behind night after night?

P: Jungkook x Reader ft. Jin as your close friend.

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I was sitting at the table of my living room, flipping through channels like I usually did in the weekend, my stomach grumbling out of hunger.

I looked over at Jin who had his hand in his hair, twirling it around as he looked threw his phone.

“You hungry?” I asked, implying that we should order food.

He smiled, nodding while picking up the phone.

We had this usual pizzeria we always ordered from, and I was expecting to see the little old man that usually delivered them but was found with a younger, and very unfamiliar face at my door.

“That'll be 23.46 for two large pepperoni pizza and a large soda.”

The strange boy stared at me for a while, looking me up and down as he placed the pizzas in my hands.

I mean who wouldn't have stared at me?

I was wearing these small worn out shorts I had planned to throw out earlier do to how short they were.

Jin had also been part of the decision since he was my close friend and brother, so I kinda had to.

“Gimme a sec,” I answered back, placing my head behind the door.

Jin was nowhere to be seen so I simply had to give him the pizzas back.

“Let me go get the money. My stupid brother decided to go pee while I answered the door,” I giggled, walking back inside while leaving the door open.

“So, what happened to the other delivery guy?” I asked while searching for the wallet, hoping to make him a bit less impatient while waiting for me.

“He retired…”

“Ahh.. Well that's good. He'll get to spend more time with his family now.. I wonder how Mrs.Rodriguez is doing..” I mumbled to myself.

I continued looking around the room and then spotted the small brown wallet next to the coffee table on the floor.

I bent down to pick it up, with it, exposing my whole back side.

Once I got up, I was received with a very timid boy at the door, his face looking else where as he waited.

“Here,” I said, handing him the exact amount.

“Oh and here,” I added, giving him a tip before he left.

“Thank you,” he mumbled, turning around to leave.

I nodded, closing the door behind him while placing the pizzas he had handed me on the table.

“Pizza here yet?” Jin asked as he walked out of the restroom.