She's that "Once in a lifetime dream come true."

Jungkook's P.O.V

The stacks of both fashionable and casual clothes are displayed orderly in front of her. Some on mannequins and some on racks. Few people chirping in the background as they examine the clothes displayed in the shop. Her fingertips leave invisible marks on the hangers of the clothes as she scurries over a section to section. My blazer scarcely covers her coffee-stained cropped tee.

After the coffee incident, I can't help but request her to buy her a new outfit. Because I entirely ruined that outfit of her. Who knows? It could be her favorite outfit. But the way I've to basically drag her here because she was not agreeing on my pleadings. And the way she was blabbering that it was okay and that she'll go home anyway and all. It seemed like that outfit doesn't mean that much to her.

But still, I've to drag her here anyway. Because later on, my regret and guilty conscience would burn me to ashes if I didn't.

Her eyes trail along the sections of clothes as she moves to each section checking out the items. Even though her movements are decisive, her facial expression says otherwise. Her eyebrows creases symbolizing the hesitation in her.

Why is she hesitating? Did I do the right thing dragging her here?

The sense of uncertainty tingles me, the more I observe her face. Until a call interrupts her.

"Y/N! WHERE ARE YOU? HUH? AND WHERE'S THE COFFEE?" A blaring female voice from the call cuts through the almost hushed atmosphere.

The people around snaps out of their business due to the sudden tone of voice. An awkward subtle grin inhabits her face as she bows politely in the manner of apologizing. A small smile creeps my face witnessing the scene.

How she looks when she gets awkward.

How she apologizes politely.

"Can't you just speak a bit low? You literally made me awkward in front of a bunch of people." She whispers shouts, taking a distance from those people. But the moment she finishes her sentence, her brown orbs fall into mine unexpectedly. The awkward atmosphere settles in and she shoots another awkward smile at me for sake of the reduction of awkwardness.

And I also do the same, making it more awkward.

"I'm caught up on something. So I'm gonna call you later."She mutters on the phone. But weirdly, I could catch up on her words. Then realization thumps me abruptly in its filthy feet.

The whole damn time I was staring at her like a fool. Of course, I could catch up on her words.

In frustration, I push my hair back. At that moment, I felt my phone vibrating.

It's Dongmin.

"Sir. The meeting will continue after a few minutes." Dongmin speaks robotically. No hello, hi, or normal greetings or whatever. Straight up to his words. That's another one of the reasons why I used to hate him. But I'm used to it now.

"Yeah...I...um" My eyes spot her again, her chocolatey brown orbs "I'm caught up on something. So delay the meeting." And with that, I hung up.

Her feet direct her to me along with that hesitant expression. Before speaking she looks up to me, pressing her lips into a thin line.

And unintentionally, I do the same.

"Mr.Jeon. This was so kind of you. But-" Her words pause for the lack of my attention on it. My eyes were set on the crop-top that was placed behind her.

"Wait here, "I utter as she remains there dumbfounded while I grab the top for her. Along with that top, I drag her in front of a mirror.

"How about this one?" I asked, placing the top in front of her body.

"It's cool." She replies, unamazed. As she takes the top from me, only to check the price tag.

Seriously?

So the entire time, she was hesitating over this.

"Umm...Mr.Jeon." She starts but her words cut off again.

"Why are you acting so formally now? You called me Jungkook a while ago." I utter like a child demanding something.

So not cool.

"Uh...okay...Jungkook." A chuckle creaks out of her within after.

"Yes?" I ask back immediately. Because I don't why I was feeling hot and nervous all of a sudden.

"I think this is too expensive for an apology." She states. Her face gaining back that same hesitant face.

"But it looks good on you." I protest back. Taking that top out of her hand, I again place that in front of her body. So that she could appreciate the fact it really looks good on her.

"It looks amazing," I whisper, reaching down on her ear. A soft pink creeps out of her neck while it settles on her cheeks, giving it a velvety vibe. Her eyes glimmer the moment she catches up with my eyes through the reflection of the mirror.

She's really beautiful.

So celestial.

"Umm..okay." She agrees finally.

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The heavy awkward atmosphere makes its appearance again as we walk side by side. Her fingers slightly gripping the lace of the shopping bag as she walks, occasionally gazing at her sides. Due to the impact of the awkwardness in the air, the walk towards my car seems like forever.

Her curious not-so brown orbs moving back and forth as she darts her way. The slick strands of her hair sometimes cover her half-face while she pushes it behind her ear each time. That really requires patience.

And I can't help but admire it.

"I could go home by myself. You don't have to give me a ride." She says. A subtle polite grin envelops her courteous personality.

"I-" I start but this time, my words get cut off by her sudden outburst of excitement.

"No way!" She exclaims followed by a squeal, expressing her excitement. She rushes like a cheetah towards her desired place that caused her excitement.

Seems like she spotted her favorite celebrity or something.

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