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06| yoongi and his doraemon fetish


The rest of the week went by in a blur. With you regularly attending classes - sometimes clashing with Jungkook - and eating lunch with Bangtan due to Jin's humble requests. Although you were still gloomy about Jin being gay and dating Namjoon, you were happy for them nevertheless.

You started opening up to Bangtan (except Jungkook of course) more as each day passed by. Even Taehyung got used to your sarcastic remarks - 'I've been dealing with your brother since the past 3 years so you aren't an exception' - was what he had stated during one of your playful bickerings. Apparently, these boys have been highschool friends for 4 years.

Currently you were preparing breakfast for you and Yoongi who was asleep upstairs. He made sure to use his weekends as a perfect opportunity to get as much sleep as he requires, sometimes waking up straight for lunch.

You were preparing eggs & bacon for him while a simple french toast for yourself. Hearing shuffling sounds, you turned around to see your brother descending down the stairs with sleepy eyes and hair sticking out in different directions. "Mhmm, is that bacon I smell?"

"Yeah." You flipped the toast and placed his breakfast on a plate. He pushed a chair out from under the dining table and sat while you served him his breakfast with a cup of his favourite americano coffee. "Ahh this smells so good, thanks lil one." You hummed at that and settled opposite to him with your toast and regular coffee.

"I never got to ask you, how was your first week in uni?" He asked and stuffed a mouthful of bacon.

"It was pretty good. I liked the teachers, can't say the same for the students." You stated while remembering a certain someone who had spoiled your first day.

"Hmm give it some time considering it was just the first week, you'll adapt real quick, trust me." You nodded and suddenly remembered about your weekend plan with Azalea.

"Yoongs, Azalea and I are heading out tonight to watch a Formula 1 show taking place in the Olympic Stadium." You noticed he got stiff for a second but kept eating. "That's nice, how much is the ticket for?"

"Uh Azalea got free VIP tickets from one of her classmates since according to her they didn't want it." You still couldn't fathom how she managed to get those tickets.

"Mhm okay you can go but be back on time or else you're grounded for a month." You pouted at that but nodded nevertheless. The last time you were late while coming back from a party, he was fuming and grounded you for 2 weeks straight.

After a while, he stood up and put his plate as well as yours into the sink and headed upstairs saying he needed to do his group project but not before messing your hair and earning a slap on his arm in return. You went to the living room and plopped down onto the sofa deciding to watch TV before going through your lecture notes to revise and be updated with the week's studies.

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Evening rolled by real quick and you were getting ready to go to the race. You stepped out of the washroom and went through your wardrobe to find nothing eye catching. Well, you say that to all your outfits but still never go shopping. Finally after thirty minutes of cursing and cringing at almost every piece of clothing, you ended up wearing a high waisted black jeans with a full-sleeves white crop top.

After some final touch ups, you let your hair flow down to your shoulders. Clutching a small purse in your hand, you flee downstairs to your living room and caught sight of a sprawled Yoongi watching Doraemon with a bowl of caramel popcorn in his hands. "Seriously?"

The aforementioned craned his neck behind to gaze at you with a frown etched onto his lips. "What?"

"You're fucking 22, can you stop watching this illogical shit?" You went forward to grab your phone from the table he had his legs raised on.

He scoffed. "Fools like you can never understand the logic in this."

You raised your brow. "Oh really? Care to explain the logic behind a blue racoon removing 6 feet gadgets from his tiny pocket outta nowhere?"

"Firstly, he's not a fucking racoon and secondly, the logic is fun." He gave you a lopsided grin.

You snorted. "Yeah fun in seeing a useless boy crying basically over every little thing and then his pet producing gadgets like birthing a baby. Not to mention his friends beating him as well."

"Yeah that's the best part, his friends beating him and oh please, it's not like you don't watch those three little big heads who claims to save the city by flying in the air." He smirked.

"It's called The PowerPuff girls. And no, I stopped watching it a long time ago unlike you." You sneered at him when he threw a popcorn in your direction.

"By a long time ago you mean yesterday, right." He mockingly nodded his head.

"Shut up." You tilted the entire bowl of popcorn into his lap. "What the fu-"

The ringing of your phone stopped him in his tracks while you glanced down at your phone to see Azalea calling.

"Hey bitch." You greeted.

"Yo, come out in 2 minutes, the cab won't keep waiting forever."

You immediately glanced at Yoongi to see his dishevelled form - messy hair, popcorn all over him with fingers sticky due to the caramel - and smirked.

"Oh yes yes come in fast, I'm waiting for you." You noticed Yoongi go stiff at the mention.

"I just said I'm comi-"

"Wait, when did you say you are coming?" You pretentiously furrowed your brows.

"Uh in 2 minut-" Dramatically widening your orbs, you gasped.

"Oh you are at the doorstep! Yes wait I'm opening the door."

"Wha-" You immediately cut the call and dashed towards the door. You took out your white converse from the shoe rack and stifled a laugh looking at a panicked Yoongi cleaning the mess and rushing into the kitchen. By the time you tied up your shoelaces, a much better looking Yoongi came out of the kitchen and into the view. "Oh hi Azal-"

He frantically turned his head here and there in hopes to find your friend. "Um w-where's Azalea?"

"When did I say she's coming in?" He stared your way dumbfounded and you burst out laughing the moment you witnessed the realisation sink into his poor brain. His face instantly contorted into an angry one and he launched himself at you.

"You bRAT-" but before he could reach you, you yeeted out and slammed the door shut on his face all the while laughing like a dying whale. Just on time, Azalea arrived with the cab. You hoped inside the cab and settled in at the backseat beside her. "What were you saying on the phone?" She confusedly questioned.

You stifled a laugh remembering your brother's angry face and turned to look towards your house to see him standing at the doorstep glaring at you. You shot him a wink when the vehicle started moving and turned towards your best friend, "Nah it was nothing, forget it."

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Loud howling and cheering sounds could be heard from where you stood and by that you meant at the stadium's entrance. It had been fifteen minutes since you were waiting in the long queue to get through and now finally the time had come. You were literally stunned to see so many people standing and waiting for so long just to attend a car racing show. And by those sounds, you can figure out just how many more people were already situated inside. The hype was real, and you were correct.

The moment you stepped inside, your eyes blew wide to see the entire stadium filled with people. From children to elderly men and women, the entire crowd was howling like crazy. Azalea caught your hand and you both pushed past several people to reach your designated seats in the VIP section. You were a bit relieved to see the VIP section not filled to the brim. After settling down, you took a look around and realised just how excited the people were. Children with cars painted on their faces jumping and couples waving black & white chequered flags while the elderly people were sitting in anticipation.

"Oh my god Bunny is gonna race today, the moment I've been waiting for. I'm so happy!" You heard someone squeal and turned around to see two girls somewhat your age giggling in delight. 'Who the hell...'

Noticing the confusion on your face, Azalea came forward and whispered in your ear, "Incase you're wondering, Bunny is the most popular racer in South Korea. He's consistently been on top of the Formula 1 charts."

"Ahaan, but isn't the name a bit weird?" You stated.

"Yeah exactly, even I found it weird but who cares." You hummed in response and felt your phone buzz in your lap.

'Grandpa😚: did you reach safely? How is it going?

You: yup, safe and sound. It hasn't started yet but the crowd is wild af.

Grandpa😚: hmm, come home by 10 or else you know the deal.

You: yea yea I know. You just stay clean, incase I bring Azalea home. 😆

Grandpa😚: wait till you come back home, you're gonna pay for that shit. 😠

You: as if. 😛'

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Hello and Welcome to 'The Seoul Formula 1' show!" You jolted on your seat and almost dropped your phone when the announcer's loud voice boomed from the speakers.

"Hope you all are ready for the day since today none other than your favourite racer is on the run!" Everyone let out a string of 'Yes' and 'Yays' as if they knew who he was talking about and by the looks of it, they definetely knew who it was.

"So please put your hands together for everyone's favourite and our one and only, Bunny!!" The entire arena roared upon hearing his name making you wonder who the hell this person was who drove the crowd berserk.

As if reading your thoughts, all the screens in the stadium lit up and you had to squint your eyes to see the screen. Smoke emitted from the moment the shutter lifted up and in no time you saw someone clad in all black appear into view. The person strode slow yet with confidence. He was dressed in black pants sticking to his legs like second skin and a black leather jacket on top with a helmet tucked under his right arm. You couldn't see him properly due to the dramatic smoke around his face.

By the time the smoke dispated and he came into full view, all you saw was a black monkey cap draped over his face.

"What the fuck?"

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A/N: sksksksk don't come @ me for the doraemon part 👀😂

This chapter was originally planned to be what was there in the prologue but then I thought of turning it into a fun chapter before the real drama starts from next chapter onwards ;)

A picture of Jeon Jungkook from the future history books.








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