[A/N: Hi lovelies! This is around 9k words so brace yourselves.]
It's Friday morning when Jungkook finds himself facing an unending crowd of students behind a mic stand. This is his campaign speech, one of the silliest yet most hilarious things he has done as a person: miming what he is supposed to speak in a swan costume while a "body-language translator" words them out for the enthusiastic crowd to listen.
The body language translator being Shady.
He is wearing a formal black-and-white suit, a round-hat disguise, and of course, those ridiculous sunglasses of his. He looks like a dancer from a Michael Jackson music video, but he pulls it off surprisingly well, not to mention his dictation skills that were a big surprise to Jungkook.
He looks like a damn deputy or something.
Jungkook drowns inside the massive swan costume, mimicking the words "sex museum" as Shady announces that if the students select Siin the Swan as their Student Body President, they will be able to enjoy a free sex museum in the entrance of the yard.
Screams, shouts and cheers.
The crowd's gone wild.
Jungkook doesn't even second-guess about winning when they walk down the stage and people throw their hands in his direction in favor of getting a hi-five from the iconic mascot, and Shady has to literally bodyguard him so that he doesn't get lynched in the furor.
They rush to the bathrooms and change. They box the costumes and swing them down the window of the second floor where Minji successfully catches them, and like that Jungkook and Shady strut in the hallways of the agitated university like the bad-asses they are, throwing James Bond glances here and there until they make it to the Debate Club's room.
The façade immediately falls off.
"Shit! That was incredible!" the team jumps on them in laughters, crazy squeals echoing in their little room.
Jungkook is so lost in the hilarity of the celebration that he almost forgets about the bigger mission he has to accomplish that weekend.
Now that this is out of the way, he can do what matters the most.
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As messy as Jungkook is, he can be a very good tidier when he wants to be. Lay ahead inside his luggage his shirts and pants one on top the other, neat and folded like a clothing store aisle with piles of the same black shirt. Yeah... he's still working on that color variation.
He is done fairly quickly with packing, all ready to lock the house and go. But he'd never leave Gidae without saying goodbye to Jimin, and so he drags his bag by the wheels all the way to Jimin's house, only to not find him at the trailer.
The familiar sports shoes in the entrance of ahjumma's house give him the idea that Jimin might be visiting. So he knocks on the door, waiting patiently until it cracks open to reveal the smiley face of aunt Yumi.
"Aigo, Jungkookie!"
She remembers his name too. Jungkook hurries on to bowing, a shy grin on his face.
"Annyeonghasibnikka ajumoni, how are you doing?"
"I'm doing just fine, my boy. Wouldn't you come in?"
The faint sound of Jimin's is coming from the background and Jungkook can see his figure from the back, hunched over a long-legged stand where he seems to be talking on the home telephone. Ahjumma notices that he is looking for Jimin just then, briefly glancing at the distracted man inside the house and again at Jungkook.
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Stranger | Jikook/Kookmin
FanfictionThere are stranger things about the world. There are stranger things about people. But nothing and no one has been as close to being the stranger Jimin is to Jungkook. Quote in the cover: If you judge people, you have no time to love them. ~ by Moth...
